Xiao Chen looked at Yue Chenshuang and said, "Traditional Chinese medicine is not omnipotent, and neither is Western medicine. What I hope to see is contention among various schools of thought, rather than dominance by only one. In the end, it's the patients who suffer from such losses."
"Alright, I understand that people like you, the wealthy, don't like to owe favors."
"Then pay the consultation fee. Transfer it to Yue Xiaolin. I'm a bit tired, so I'll be heading off first."
"How much?"
Yue Chenshuang asked.
"Give whatever you think is appropriate."
Xiao Chen waved dismissively. He wasn't interested in the consultation fee; whatever amount they offered would suffice.
Yue Chenshuang thought for a moment, then suddenly called her husband, "From now on, I hope our Capital Medical Group can promote contention among various schools of thought."
