Hao Jian shrugged indifferently, "I have already said that it is up to you to decide how to handle the old man's life. If you don't believe what I say, then whatever happens is your problem."
"Pretending to be all mystical and such, then why don't you specify what's wrong with the old man exactly?" Liang Xiaotang mocked, wondering how she could humiliate him if Hao Jian couldn't provide a clear explanation.
"You claim that the old man has some blood stasis in his body, and that he would recover immediately if he took the medicine you prescribe, right?" Hao Jian counter-questioned instead of answering.
"Exactly! As long as I am here, I guarantee the medicine will cure the disease!" Liang Xiaotang nodded confidently.
"So, according to you, the old man only has blood stasis inside his body, is that correct?" Hao Jian asked again.
"That's correct; I've already made that quite clear." Liang Xiaotang replied, sounding somewhat impatient.