Sun Quantao was stunned when he heard this.
"You, what did you say?"
Madam Rong jumped in, "What my daughter means is, has your daughter’s fever subsided?"
Sun Taoquan shook his head, his face a mix of distress, "Not yet." Then he looked intently at Rong Yan, "Mr. Rong, did you just say... there’s a way to reduce the fever?"
"Yes, no time to lose. Tell me which hospital it is, and I’ll go there first." Since the fever hadn’t subsided, she knew she had to go take a look.
How could she just ignore this young girl she’d saved before? If she let the girl burn up into a fool, it would truly weigh on her conscience.
"It’s at City First Hospital." Sun Taoquan immediately reported the hospital’s name, "Which ward, I’ll take you there."
"Alright, then I’ll head home and grab my bicycle," Rong Yan said, heading out.
Sun Taoquan felt a surge of excitement inside, but he managed to restrain it.
Looking at the person who hadn’t left yet, "Auntie, Mr. Rong she..."
Madam Rong: ...
She really didn’t know how to answer this question, it’s not like she could tell him—My daughter might be a Divine Doctor, right?
"...She knows some medical techniques, we’ll just go and see."
That was a safer and more conservative answer.
Although she was quite confident in her daughter’s medical skills, what if it didn’t work? Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?
Even doctors can’t cure everything, can they?
When Sun Taoquan heard this, he was somewhat disappointed. He thought about how young the girl was, surely she couldn’t be better than the hospital doctors?
But... regardless, Mr. Rong’s kindness was truly commendable.
After all, his own mother and sister hadn’t even thought to visit his daughter at the hospital!
"Thank you, then I’ll wait outside."
Regarding the ambiguous expressions of others, he had no interest in hearing them out.
They probably just wanted to mention how young Mr. Rong was.
Madam Rong didn’t want to talk to the other people in the courtyard either, looking at their expressions... as if her daughter was some kind of fraud.
This made her very uncomfortable.
Ha, look at you ignorant people, my daughter is truly remarkable!
You wouldn’t understand a thing.
"Alright, then wait a moment."
After saying this, she walked out.
Meanwhile, Rong Yan had returned home.
Rong Wenming saw his daughter come in and asked, "Sweetheart, how are things over there?"
"I’m going to the hospital to check. The young girl probably hasn’t recovered yet, I’ll go treat her."
"That’s fine." Rong Wenming was especially grateful for his daughter’s kindness.
Preventing a young girl from having brain damage was truly a good deed.
Rong Yan pushed her bicycle out.
As she was about to ride away, she saw her mother stopping her.
Rong Yan applied the brakes, balancing on one foot, "Mom, why are you stopping me?"
Madam Rong spoke up directly, "I’m coming with you."
At the end of the day, she was very worried.
Rong Yan: ...
"What are you going to do there? It’s not necessary, I can go alone."
"No, I have to come with you..." Madam Rong found an excuse, "I’m also worried about that young girl, she’s our neighbor, and I’m idle anyhow..."
Rong Yan: ...
"Since you insist on coming, then hop on!"
Madam Rong prepared to sit on the back of the bicycle but looking at her own size, she worried her daughter wouldn’t be able to pedal.
"...Never mind, I won’t go. You go on your own!"

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