The old master furrowed his brow after hearing this.
"Qiqi, tell Grandpa, is the miracle doctor Y really a young girl?"
Zhou Qiluan's eyebrows knitted together, "Grandpa, you don't believe she is the miracle doctor Y either?"
The old master chuckled, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just unexpected, that's all. When Old Xu from Guozhong Medical Institution told me about this, I was quite surprised. A girl, so young, it's truly incredible."
Zhou Qiluan was silent.
Indeed, his grandfather had connections with the people at Guozhong Medical Institution, so he must believe in Mu Lingyun's identity.
"And yet you laugh, Grandpa. Now the person has been angered away. I have no face to ask her to come back and perform the surgery on you.
Your eye treatment surgery requires a very high level of precision—only she was capable of doing it. Now that she's gone, there's no one who can perform the surgery. Do you plan to never be able to see again?" Zhou Qiluan spoke out.