Now, when Xia Jing looked at Ye Qiu, her feelings were complex.
Because in her understanding, Ye Qiu was not only a fashion designer but also proficient in various social dances, and even skilled in beautifying hair and skin; none of these were particularly significant, for Ye Qiu's medical skills seemed incredibly formidable.
This was even more impressive than she had imagined!
"Doctor Ye, thank you."
Xia Jing came over and said.
"Having taken your money, there's no need for pleasantries."
Ye Qiu said coldly.
Xia Jing's heart grew colder with Ye Qiu's words.
As Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting left, Xia Jing increasingly felt that Ye Qiu, like everyone else, harbored some sort of bias against her.
"How did you just cure Miss Xia's illness?"
"The same way I treated your father."
"You made her cancer cells disappear."
Ye Qiu nodded.
"How did you make the cancer cells disappear?"