Dr. Liu finished examining Zhang Xiaoling's face and glanced at the medicine that had been prescribed by the previous doctor, "There's nothing wrong with this medicine."
"Then why is my face getting worse and worse?" Zhang Xiaoling asked anxiously. Could it be true that only Song Yan Ning could cure her face?
Dr. Liu shook his head, "I can't be sure of the cause right now, why don't you come to the hospital tomorrow, and I'll examine you thoroughly."
"Okay." Zhang Xiaoling nodded.
"Mr. Song! Old Mrs. Song! I shall take my leave then." Dr. Liu packed up his medicine box and nodded with a smile to the two of them.
"Butler, see Dr. Liu out," Mr. Song instructed the butler beside him.
"Yes!" The butler responded respectfully, walked to Dr. Liu's side, and led him towards the door, "Dr. Liu! This way, please!"
Zhang Xiaoling looked away, thought for a moment, and turned to Mr. Song, "Call Song Yan Ning for me, I need to ask her something." She truly couldn't stand it any longer.