Shopkeeper Che Xintai's words made Song Zhenrong calm down a little.
When you care too much, you get flustered; on an ordinary day, he could have handled this much better, but right now he couldn't calm himself, and only gave Che Xintai a nod.
This favor, if he ever had the chance, Song Zhenrong would definitely repay; but at the moment, all he cared about was whether his younger sister, Song Xi, could pull through.
Just as they finished speaking, the first batch of Doctors had already arrived.
They were precisely the Doctors maintained by Che Xintai's household.
Although these Doctors weren't that outstanding, compared to small-clinic Doctors like Doctor Zhao, they were on a whole different level.
When they saw how weak Song Xi was, and how serious her injuries were, their expressions all became troubled almost at the same time, but they still immediately administered some emergency measures.
Only then did Song Xi's fading breath stabilize a little.
"...Thank you!"
