"Yeah, this is an old house from before, after we sold our house, Mom and I moved here," Xiaomin replied.
She felt a bit embarrassed at the moment, but eventually went to open the door at Wang Xiaoshuai's gesture.
Xiaomin didn't even take out a key, she just gave the door a light push, and it opened—it clearly wasn't locked. Places as poor as this rarely lock their doors, especially homes like hers with nothing worth stealing; even thieves would turn their noses up.
Upon entering the doorway, they saw a faint light inside, and soon after, a voice came through.
"Xiaomin, is that you coming back?"
"Mom, it's me. I've brought a doctor back with me, maybe this time your illness can be cured," Xiaomin replied.
"Ah?"
Xiaomin's mother exclaimed in surprise, "What time is it now, how could you have the doctor come over personally?"
"It's better if you went out instead!"