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Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Chapter 331 How is this possible

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!"

Why couldn’t it be her with the high fever?

Why did her daughter have to suffer like this?

At this moment, she indeed hated Sun Feng’s son a bit.

So young... and yet so ruthless? To actually push someone into a well.

If it weren’t for the many people in the courtyard who noticed in time, would her daughter still be in this world?

Just as she was overwhelmed with pain, Sun Taoquan rushed in hastily.

"Honey..."

Chang Ying, immersed in her pain and having been resentful towards her husband as well, felt an intense hatred upon hearing his voice.

However, when she looked up and saw Rong Yan entering with him, she was slightly taken aback.

Quickly, she managed her emotions and took a few steps forward, "Mr. Rong, what brings you here?"

Sun Taoquan wanted to say something, but he didn’t get the chance to speak.

Rong Yan stepped forward on her own, "I came to see your daughter."

"Thank you, I really appreciate it so much." Chang Ying was somewhat moved.

Her mother-in-law and sister-in-law had not visited the hospital since yesterday to see her daughter, yet it was a kind benefactor who came.

Rong Yan didn’t say much, she directly moved past her to the bedside.

Bending slightly... she took the girl’s pulse.

Chang Ying observed her action, somewhat surprised and quite puzzled.

Sun Taoquan quickly moved closer to her side, whispering: "Honey, Mr. Rong knows medical skills... she said she might have a way to reduce the fever."

Although he was also skeptical... deep down, he still held out more hope.

Chang Ying: ...

Are you joking with me?

How could that be possible! Mr. Rong is so young.

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