Wan Boping said, "Please treat my son as soon as possible, sir." Although he had no idea how capable Hu Xiaotian really was, what he wanted most was to save his son.
Hu Xiaotian smiled faintly. Seeing an empty Grand Tutor Chair nearby, he ambled over and sat down.
Wan Boping gave a meaningful glance, and the steward, Wan Changchun, hurried over to serve tea. Hu Xiaotian took the cup and leisurely sipped from it.
Having weathered years of struggle in the business world, Wan Boping immediately understood what he meant. He said quietly, "If you cure my son, I will pay you a hundred taels of gold."
Hu Xiaotian gave a sly chuckle. "Is your second son's life worth only a hundred taels of gold?"
Wan Boping silently cursed the young man's black heart. Forget Azure Cloud County-even across all of Western Sichuan, the people who could afford such a fee could be counted on one's fingers. They did not even know how good his medical skills were, yet he was already hiking the price on the spot. But Wan Boping had no other options. Seeing how confident Hu Xiaotian was, he could only place some hope in him. Whatever happened, he would agree first and deal with the rest later. He's only a physician. If he cures my son, we'll settle things afterward. If he hasn't got the skill, I won't let him off. Wan Boping said, "If you can cure my son, I will add another hundred taels to that payment."
Hu Xiaotian said, "Words alone are no proof! Put it in writing first."
Wan Boping sneered. "You underestimate me, sir. Go and ask around. In all my years of business, when have I ever gone back on my word?"
Hu Xiaotian said indifferently, "I've only just