Qin Yutong took the wooden box he offered and put it away. "I'll give you an answer within three days at the latest," she said softly.
Hu Xiaotian nodded.
"Oh, there's something I should tell you," Qin Yutong said. "Yan Boguang can already get out of bed and walk." Admiration showed on her face as she spoke. Had Hu Xiaotian not operated on his abdomen, Yan Boguang would most likely have died long ago.
Hu Xiaotian cared little whether Yan Boguang lived or died. He smiled indifferently. "He was blessed with luck and a tough constitution. Fortunately, he also met you!"
Murong Feiyan did not dare take the credit. "You were the one who saved his life," she said softly.
Hu Xiaotian looked straight into Qin Yutong's eyes. "Do you know that Yan Boguang is the son of Yan Kui, the bandit chief of Heavenly Wolf Mountain?"
"Mister Meng insisted on saving him because of Yan Nujiao," Qin Yutong said. "She once saved Mister Meng's life."
"A multitude of tongues can melt metal, and accumulated slander can eat away the bones," Hu Xiaotian said. "Miss Qin, you probably don't understand how dangerous rumors can be. If someone with ulterior motives learned of this and accused you of colluding with the horse bandits of Heavenly Wolf Mountain, you could be in serious trouble."
Qin Yutong gazed into his eyes. "In your opinion, Lord Hu, what matters most to a physician?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled. "Different people see things differently."
"Since you possess such extraordinary medical skills, Lord Hu, why don't you put them to use and save patients from their suffering?"
"I'm not interested in saving people," Hu Xiaotian said.
Looking at this strange young man, Qin Yutong could only sigh silently to herself.
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