Hearing An Liancai's words, Wang Dadong frowned slightly. He really didn't like An Liancai's attitude.
Doctors are humans, not divine beings. There's no illness that can be cured every time.
The implication was clear, if he couldn't cure An Miaoxin, neither he nor Leng Ningshuang would be able to leave the villa.
"In that case, you'd better hire someone more skilled. Ningshuang, Shao Qi, let's go," Wang Dadong said coldly.
After speaking, he prepared to leave.
"Divine doctor, please save Xin'er..." The beautiful woman cried as she ran over and grabbed Wang Dadong's arm.
With An Liancai's attitude, Wang Dadong would never have offered treatment, but seeing the woman's tears, his heart softened.
Sighing, he said, "Alright."
Just as Wang Dadong was about to start, An Liancai suddenly received a phone call.
After the call, An Liancai's face showed a look of wild joy.
"Alright, thirty million, right? No problem," An Liancai said into the phone.
