"Mn." She uttered. From what Song Jia gathered after she checked on Sun Lin's blood sample, she found out that he had a spinal injury at birth. "The treatment I have planned for him is to give him medication to stimulate his blood circulation and nerves. If everything goes well, we'll proceed to the next step."
"I—I can't believe it.." He gasped.
Song Jia snorted.
"No—I.. None of the physicians here had given answers about my brother's condition. They have already stopped seeking it. But you— not only have you figured out his condition.. but you had even made a treatment plan and even refined the pills! No, what I want to say is—Thank you!"
"It's too early for thanks.."
"Still—." He sighed.
"Alright.. alright.." She pouted her lips. "Like the other box, I have also written the instructions.."
"Yes. I'll make sure that everything is being followed."
"Mn." She hummed. "Oh.. has Wan Yan reported to you about other things here?"
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