Lin Chen had been peeking at Jia Xiaoqing all along, not realizing that she had already noticed.
Lin Chen awkwardly smiled and said, "Rest assured, I'm very confident in treating your illness."
Jia Xiaoqing nodded and asked, "Alright, where then?"
Lin Chen smiled, let Li Yuqing arrange a ward, and then entered it with Jia Xiaoqing, closing the door behind them.
"Just the two of us?" Jia Xiaoqing asked, puzzled.
Lin Chen nodded, "Of course, just the two of us."
"You know what illness I have and still dare to take it on?" Jia Xiaoqing stared at Lin Chen.
"Of course I know. There's a tumor in your breast, and it's malignant. If it weren't for me, you might only have one more year to live."
"However, it would be a pity if such a beauty like you were to die, so I've decided to treat you."
Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, Jia Xiaoqing's expression slightly changed. She had only recently discovered her illness, and the doctor said that surgery was necessary for treatment.
