The elderly woman raised her eyes, full of disdain, and after a light scoff, a displeasure flashed between her brows.
"What medical skills could a mere woman have?! You see, you've been misled by that group of women at the cloth workshop, treating all sorts of dubious people as doctors!"
"I don't need anyone else to look at my leg! Now get out!"
The old woman swept the teacup off the table, and with a snap, the cup fell to the ground.
Mrs. Yan hurriedly knelt down and began to explain, "Mother-in-law! Your health is poor, you must have a doctor diagnose it. The previous two doctors couldn't find a solution for your condition, and if it goes on like this, you might not even be able to walk, and your health will only worsen!"
"Mother-in-law, even if your daughter-in-law begs you, please allow Miss Ruan to take a look at your condition."
After saying that, she knocked her head a few times again.
