"There's no misunderstanding," Ye Haochuan snorted, his tone suddenly shifting, chuckling, "but the prejudice is quite deep."
Old Master Xiang grew more curious, and hastily asked what exactly was going on.
Ye Haochuan's expression turned cold, saying, "Old Master Xiang, you are unaware, this Secretary Tao's granddaughter, I truly cannot cure her condition."
"Ye Haochuan, what do you mean? If you can cure Senior Secretary Xiang's hemiplegia, you can't cure my daughter's polio? I think you are deliberately refusing to treat her!" Tao Ying retorted unhappily.
I indeed am deliberately refusing to treat, so what? You want to bite me for that?
Ye Haochuan snorted, speaking coldly, "Even if I were willing to treat, you might not be able to afford it!"
Tao Ying's complexion changed, and indeed, she knew that what her husband and father had done was quite improper, but her pride, which she believed was above everyone else's, prevented her from simply apologizing properly.