The silver moonlight shone through the window and landed on Xie Jiuhan. It made him look even more special. At this moment, Feng Qing's heart relaxed a little. She had the urge to take off her mask and sunglasses, but in the end, she forcefully resisted it.
This man who stood at the pinnacle of the Capital, this man who was called Ninth Master by the world, was actually willing to kneel down for her.
"Healer, you are the first person I, Xie Jiuhan, have ever knelt to! Use my dignity. Please, I beg you to save my wife's eyes. If even you can't treat her, then my wife might never regain her vision. I can't bear for her to never see me again." Xie Jiuhan knelt on the ground with a sincere gaze.
