"This..." Ye Xiao looked at Jiang Miaoke's phone screen and felt a sense of collapse.
Clearly, if Ye Xiao couldn't get back here within fifteen minutes, Jiang Miaoke really might change her mind—was this girl so serious about keeping her word?
Jiang Miaoke smiled triumphantly and said, "How about that? You earned it, didn't you?"
Ye Xiao gave a bitter smile and responded, "Yes, right. Have you called Han Ruoxi? Don't think I'm deceiving her, or my friend's mother will suffer."
"Relax, she called ten minutes ago to confirm. Moreover, she said she would perform the surgery on your friend's mother as soon as possible. As for the medical bills owed, it's best to pay them off quickly. She can wait for about a week or so," Jiang Miaoke assured Ye Xiao.
Ye Xiao remarked, "This Han Ruoxi is truly kind-hearted, knowing that we are the struggling masses."
"Ye Xiao!" Jiang Miaoke suddenly glared at Ye Xiao with a displeased face.
