Xiaoxue's gaze shifted to Chu Yang, "I apologize, the words I just said weren't meant to convey anything else and weren't intentionally directed at you."
"Grandpa Ye took me all over the country, and even around the world, to treat my eyes, but nothing cured them."
"I've lost hope in that regard."
Yu Renxian urged, "Xiaoxue, Mr. Chu is different from other doctors; he is a very skilled practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, unlike any other TCM doctors I've seen before."
"I think Mr. Chu might have a method."
Ye Zhen also followed with reassurance, "Hehe, Xiaoxue, this time Grandpa Ye can guarantee that if you trust Mr. Chu, he will definitely have a way to cure your eyes."
Hearing Yu Renxian and Ye Zhen speak so affirmatively, Yu Xiaoxian couldn't help but feel curious about Chu Yang.
"So what do you plan to do to treat my eyes?"
Chu Yang's face remained expressionless, and his calm gaze settled on Yu Xiaoxian, a streak of golden light emanating from his eyes.