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Gu Qingye remained silent for a few seconds before looking at Xie Jiuhan. "I didn't invite the Healer at all. This Healer is fake."

Xie Jiuhan frowned and did not say anything. However, his gaze made Gu Qingye feel like there was a knife hanging on his head.

"Ninth Master, if you don't believe me, you can ask the butler beside my grandfather and see the prescription he gave! It's all about mutual augmentation and suppression. It's bullsh*t. My younger sister is a medical genius and she has already tested it. That person is a fake miracle doctor."

Feng Qing was standing in the bedroom when she heard this through the gap in the door, she could not help but want to hit someone. Although she knew that Gu Qingye was trying to dispel Xie Jiuhan's doubts about finding her, Feng Qing's face was still dark when she heard her friend say this.