Su Jiu frowned slightly. "Is this how your clinic treats its guests?"
"If you don't like it, you don't have to stay."
Su Jiu's expression grew colder. "I had no idea the attendant at this clinic had so little self-awareness."
With that, Su Jiu moved to sweep her aside.
But just as a gust stirred from her sleeve, another gentle breeze intercepted it. Seeing this, A Cen's eyes shifted briefly, and she immediately pretended to fall to the floor.
For that instant, she truly did look weak and easily bullied.
Qi Song sighed helplessly. "Fellow Daoist Su, what are you doing?"
Su Jiu's lips curved slightly, a hint of nonchalance in her eyes. "The person I saved is here, yet your attendant barred me at the door. Is your clinic always so discourteous to others?"
Qi Song tilted his head slightly toward A Cen, as though asking why she had done it. A Cen seemed to understand his feelings and turned her head away awkwardly, but Qi Song still instinctively shielded her behind him. He looked apologetic toward Su Jiu, yet said, "I'm sorry. I was the one who told her to keep everyone out. If you have any complaints, Fellow Daoist Su, direct them at me."
Even a fool could tell that Qi Song was protecting A Cen. Su Jiu's gaze darkened further.
A Cen, meanwhile, was stunned. Disbelief flashed through her eyes, and a faint blush rose to her cheeks. Then she shot Su Jiu a somewhat provocative look.
Su Jiu saw her mouth, "What can you do to me?"
A Cen thought that Su Jiu's friend still needed the doctor's treatment, and with him protecting her like this, Su Jiu would surely swallow the insult.
However, she had clearly overestimated the girl's importance to Su Jiu and