C965 All right

"What? Don't you believe me?" Mandarin looked at me and asked.

"No!" I promptly waved my hand and continued, "I just don't quite believe that such a small leaf can actually cure Sister Qing's illness."

Hua Yu harrumphed and told me to wait and see how she was treated. As Hua Tuo's descendant, if he couldn't even cure such a minor ailment