"Xu Yan, that's enough!" Guan Jiaojiao couldn't take it anymore. What was wrong with this man? What did he mean, 'charlatan'? And 'more reliable than some'? Was Xu Yan trying to humiliate her?
"Jiaojiao, don't be angry," Xu Yan said calmly. "I'm just worried you'll be deceived by a few smooth words."
"I don't need you to worry about me. No matter what, I, Guan Jiaojiao, still have basic judgment," she retorted, fuming.
"Jiaojiao, don't be ridiculous." Xu Yan frowned, his tone taking on a scolding edge. "You're telling me Lin Mu knows medicine? That he can save Uncle Guan? If that were true, I would have nothing more to say. But which is more important: Uncle Guan's condition or some random person's pride? I shouldn't have to spell that out, should I?"
He continued earnestly, "I'm worried that not only will this person fail to save Uncle Guan, but he'll also waste precious time."
Every word out of Xu Yan's mouth was a jab at Lin Mu. Guan Jiaojiao was so angry she was speechless.
