The Divine Healer

"My aunt is coming, yet you drive me away!" Chen Mu blinked his eyes hard.,It was July, with scorching heat blanketing the land. The intense sun baked the earth.,As the convoy started, Qi Wan Yun, who no longer had any good feelings for Chen Mu, forcefully suppressed her anger. She took out the Romanée-Conti he had ordered, poured a glass and handed it to Chen Mu: “Romanée-Conti, Doctor Chen, please try if it’s authentic.”。