Oren had been staring at her intently, and he had to admit, Bai Qingzhu was indeed one of the most intelligent women he had ever encountered.
They both knew they had seen each other at the palace last night, yet they both pretended as if nothing had happened, remaining passive, ready to take action at the right moment.
"You truly are a Divine Doctor. I didn't expect my wounds to heal so quickly. I wonder if I could invite you to look at my elderly mother's illness? She has suffered from chronic illness for years. We've tried everything, but nothing seems to work."
Examining the elderly mother was a pretense; there was another real motive.
"Sorry, I can't go. I have other matters to attend to later."
Oren knew she would refuse, but he didn't mind: "Whatever amount you need, I can give you."
Just afraid that before the money arrives, her life might be at risk.
"I don't believe you know me, sir. I lack no money."
