Aunt Lin watched as Shu'er asked this question, yet she wasn't in a hurry to answer.
She seemed to want to savor Shu'er's anxious expression.
Shu'er rolled her eyes, as if this was some kind of crazy sickness.
She couldn't be bothered to cooperate with Aunt Lin.
Seeing Aunt Lin act like this, she went to treat other people.
Yinxing and others, seeing Shu'er annoyed, stepped forward to stop Aunt Lin, who was smug.
Shu'er managed to treat a few people until most of the severe cases were handled.
Aunt Lin, face pale, squeezed in front of Shu'er, eyes filled with menace.
"Shu'er, what do you mean by this?"
Shu'er raised an eyebrow, looking at Aunt Lin rather bewilderedly.
Aunt Lin took a deep breath, knowing at this moment she couldn't keep stringing Shu'er along; she had to let her know the leverage they, the mother and daughter, held.
"Let me tell you, Shu'er, Niu Qian was part of the previous group of exiles."
As she spoke, she gave a thumbs-up.
