Ling Yiran responded and went to get the prescription filled with the rest.
It was just a couple of ointments and a spray to relieve the pain and heal the bruises.
Ling Yiran handed the medicine to the little girl. "Here, this is Lil Ci's medicine. You need to apply it several times a day. The instructions are on the box. Do you know how to read these words?"
"Yes!" said He Zixin.
"Then remember to apply this medicine to Lil Ci’s bruises every day," said Ling Yiran.
"That’s no trouble at all! Lil Ci is my brother!" He Zixin put the medicine into her crossbody pouch and pulled out several crumpled bills that ranged from one dollar, two dollars, and up to fifty dollars.
"Here's 93 dollars. I know it isn't enough for today's medical expenses. I'll pay you again when I have enough money!" He Zixin said in a grown-up tone.
It was obvious that this money was all she had.
Looking at the crumpled notes, Ling Yiran could not help smiling. "It's alright. I'll pay for Lil Ci's medical bills today. You don't have to pay."
"No, we're not related. We can't use your money. Besides, I have money. I can pay for Lil Ci's medical bills!" said He Zixin. Then, she was a little embarrassed. "Uh... I'll pay for the rest later."
Qin Lianyi asked, "Why do you insist on paying? What if the bill is 1,000 dollars? Are you going to insist on paying too?"
"Of course, you should see a doctor when you're ill." He Zixin looked at Lil Ci with a straight face and said, "I have money. As I said, my mom left me a fortune. It’ll all be mine when I'm 18. I can take care of you then!"
As she listened to the girl speak with a straight face, Ling Yiran suddenly felt her nose getting sore.
If her own brother had been alive, perhaps she would be just like this little girl after her mother's death.
Lil Ci blinked her beautiful eyes and replied, "Okay, you'll take care of me, Sis."
His indifferent voice had a touch of trust in it. It was only directed to He Zixin.
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