"I might be able to treat your illness, do you believe me?" Tang Huai looked into Zhang Jundian's eyes and asked.
Although Zhang Jundian's illness was complex, it was easier to treat than Li Feipeng's heart disease, and Tang Huai was confident she could cure him.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jundian raised an eyebrow, his expression complex as he looked at Tang Huai: "You can treat me?"
"Yes." Tang Huai gently tugged at her lips, "But we need to have an agreement."
"What kind of agreement?" Zhang Jundian asked.
"Give me a time when you can get away, we will use this time to meet."
"I'm free every Saturday and Sunday," he normally had classes, and Zhang Jintao would be nervous about him and pick him up.
"Do you know about the recently opened Happiness Catering on Dacheng Street?"
Zhang Jundian nodded: "I know, I've heard Grandpa Jing say that their food is particularly good."
"Then, every Saturday, come find me there between two and four in the afternoon."