In the car, Little Tang seemed deep in thought. After a long while, she could not hold it in anymore and asked, "Young mistress, why did you not beg that… that senior just now? He was so incredible. He certainly would not lie and could surely cure your illness."
Little Tang and her young mistress had depended on each other since they were young. She hoped more than anyone else that Wang Qinghan could have a healthy body. All this while, she had seen the young mistress suffer pain and torment, often constantly in pain till she might as well have been dead. However, Little Tang could only watch helplessly. Only the young mistress herself could experience such a feeling.
All these years, she and the young mistress had traveled to countless places and found countless famous doctors. But none of them could cure the young mistress's symptoms.