Chen Han looked at Liao Shuang, whose face was half-covered by her hair, and understood what was going on. He smiled and said, "Miss Liao, thank you for your donation, but our Chen Family cannot heal illnesses. You should go to a hospital for treatment. At most, we can pray to the Demon-Vanquishing Celestial Venerable for you."
Liu Ye breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
When Patriarch Chen said that, it meant he would agree to treat the illness; he had finally returned the favor.
But at that moment, Liao Shuang's assistant, who had just wiped off the bird droppings from his forehead, found an outlet for his anger when he heard those words: "Miss, I told you the Chen Family wasn't reliable, but you didn't believe me."
As he spoke, he turned to Chen Han and questioned, "And you, the Chen Family, our lady donated a hundred million to you, not to hear that you can't treat her."
Liu Ye's relieved expression instantly froze, as he looked dumbfoundedly at the assistant.
