Chi Xiaoyu silently clutched the two bottles as she walked out, a faint melancholy coloring her small face.
When she opened the door, Gong Beiming was already very anxious, leaning forward to look inside, "Why did you stay in there so long?"
"Not long at all, just three to five minutes. What are you anxious about?"
Gong Beiming tightly grabbed Chi Xiaoyu's hand, directly questioning her, "You were supposed to be seeing the doctor for me, what were you talking to my wife about?"
"Alright, Gong Beiming, stop making a fuss, let's go!"
Chi Xiaoyu knew it was meaningless to stay any longer, so she silently dragged Gong Beiming out by his hand.
Han Yi followed Chi Xiaoyu out, "Xiao Yu, what did my brother tell you? Is he still going to treat the illness?"
"Your brother said he knew about Gong Beiming's condition and mentioned a medicine that's missing that could cure him."
"Okay, I hope it helps you two!" Han Yi smiled kindly.