Bai Erlang followed Bai Shan home in a fog, asking in the carriage, "Make a name for Manbao? She isn't taking the imperial examinations, so why does she need fame?"
Bai Dalang said, "To make money."
"How many patients would she need to see to earn back the twenty taels of silver?" Bai Erlang vaguely felt something was off and said, "That's not right, how come I heard her mention this morning that you took ten taels of silver from her?"
Bai Shan glanced at him but didn't speak.
Bai Erlang immediately checked his pockets and found that he didn't carry so much silver, managing to produce only a five-tael silver ingot. He handed it to Bai Shan, saying, "Could you also contribute a share for me?"
Bai Shan threw the money back at him, saying, "Are you dreaming? With your talent, if it were you trying to make a name, I'd be kind not to charge you double the price."
Bai Erlang retorted furiously, "Excuse! You're clearly favoring beauty over friendship."
"Nonsense, she's a friend too!"
