"Ma'am, are you really all right now?" someone asked skeptically.
"I'm all right! I can feel it. I'm truly all right now. This illness has tormented me for more than a decade. I never expected to be cured here. Mr. Yang, no, Divine Doctor Yang, thank you so much!" Bai Yumei grabbed Yang Qi's hand, overcome with emotion and crying her eyes out. These were tears of joy.
At that moment, Ye Qianqian finished preparing the medicine.
Yang Qi handed it to Bai Yumei, saying, "The consultation fee is one hundred thousand. Consider the medicine a gift."
"No problem, no problem!" Bai Yumei was overjoyed. Never mind one hundred thousand. She would have paid one million, even ten million. This disease had troubled her for too long. It had nearly taken her life.
"One hundred thousand? Isn't that too expensive?" someone shouted.
"If you think it's expensive, then get out of line!" the Wolf King roared.
