Zhang Mingwei gave Ahn Xiaohui an insincere smile and asked, "Xiaohui, you're back, and your complexion looks much better than before, does your stomach still hurt?"
Ahn Xiaohui understood Zhang Mingwei all too well, she of course saw that he was scheming against Li Yufen.
She had already cursed Zhang Mingwei's ancestors eighteen generations in her heart, but on the surface, she also responded with a smile, "It doesn't hurt anymore, and I owe it all to Dr. Wang. If it weren't for his miraculous medical skills, I'm afraid I would've had to go to the hospital!"
"Mingwei, if you have the chance, you must recommend Dr. Wang to others, he is truly impressive. With his medical skills, he could thrive on the outside, it really is a pity for him to stay in such a small place as Wanmin Village!"
Ahn Xiaohui and Zhang Mingwei were each playing their own game now.