The curious glances of neighbors were all too obvious.
Sun Mei hurriedly used her key to open the door, "Mr. Rong, please come in!"
Rong Yan entered.
The mother and daughter quickly followed.
Sun Mei felt somewhat embarrassed about her humble abode, "Mr. Rong, please take a seat, I... I’ll get you some water."
"No need to fuss, I’ll take a look at your daughter first," Rong Yan decided that after she was done here, she would head to the town’s supply and marketing cooperative and then make a trip to the black market.
To see if she could sell some more goods.
With a large family to care for... she needed to bring in more cash. Once she had saved enough money, she planned to buy a house in Jing City.
Sun Mei was a bit stunned to hear this, but then she was overjoyed, "...Ah! Okay."
She quickly pushed her own daughter in front of Rong Yan, "Xiu’er, let the benefactor take a look at you."
In that moment of excitement, she had called her the benefactor again.
Xiu’er blinked her big eyes, looking at the fairy in front of her.
In her heart, Rong Yan was the fairy who had saved her by flying down from the building that day.
Rong Yan gestured for her to stretch out her hand.
Xiu’er obediently did so.
Rong Yan checked her pulse... then took a small flashlight out of her backpack.
"Come on, open your mouth!"
Sun Mei, seeing her daughter dazed, quickly gestured, "Xiu’er, listen to the benefactor, open your mouth."
Xiu’er opened her mouth wide and Rong Yan carefully examined her throat... A few minutes later.
She looked at Sun Mei’s anxious face, "This can be treated. I’ll administer some acupuncture in a moment; it’ll hurt a bit..."
As soon as Sun Mei heard it could be treated, tears immediately streamed down her face, and then she quickly said, "A little pain is fine, as long as she can get better and speak."
Rong Yan glanced at the space, which was somewhat unsuitable,
"Go and sit over there."
Xiu’er obediently went to sit down. Her condition indeed wasn’t congenital; she could hear, but because she hadn’t spoken for a long time and hadn’t received any treatment, she might lose her hearing in a few years.
Rong Yan turned to Sun Mei, "Go and close the door to avoid any outsiders barging in and causing a distraction when we’re doing the acupuncture."
It was important for her to hold the needle steady, but children were different, easily influenced by external factors.
Sun Mei promptly responded, "Okay, I’ll go and close it now."
After she closed the door and turned around, she already saw the benefactor holding a silver needle.
The sharp tip of the needle indeed looked somewhat daunting.
"Be good, close your eyes," Rong Yan’s voice was unusually gentle.
Xiu’er looked at her... The six-year-old girl seemed not to know fear; she obediently closed her eyes.
Rong Yan really didn’t pity people often, but since she had arrived in this era, there were those like Qin Ye’s twin brother and sister.
And like the quiet little girl in front of her – seemingly invisible.
They were at an age where they should be enjoying laughter and fun, yet they had to bear what they shouldn’t.
Clearing her mind of all impurities, her needlework was divinely inspired... In no time, nine silver needles had been inserted into various points on the young girl’s neck...
Sun Mei, watching from the side, was extremely anxious; she was afraid that any noise she made would disturb the benefactor’s needling, so she bit her lips tightly.
Her entire body was tensed...

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