Lin Qingxuan, however, frowned. "Uncle Lei, if I were you, I wouldn't hide my illness and refuse treatment."
Lei Qingtian scoffed. "'Refuse treatment?' Is he even a doctor?"
"Miss Lin, let's talk another time. I'm not in a good mood today. I'll be going." Lei Qingtian had a fiery temper and didn't even show Lin Qingxuan any courtesy. With a flick of his sleeves, he left.
"You'll come looking for me," Yang Qi said with a smile.
"Bullshit! I wouldn't come to you, you charlatan, even if I were on my deathbed!" Lei Qingtian shouted angrily as he departed.
"Yang Qi, don't be upset. You're too young, so it's inevitable that he'd look down on you. Besides, as the Prefecture Master of Jingnan, he's used to being flattered. He got angry simply because you treated him like any other patient," Lin Qingxuan said comfortingly, watching Lei Qingtian's retreating figure.
