As he excitedly rambled on, Gu Xiaonan approached Gu Qingluan and politely said, "Mom, we should wait for the person responsible for the accident to bring the compensation."
"It's okay, we'll wait here with you," Gu Qingluan replied with a smile as she gently took his small hand. "You did great just now."
Upon hearing this, Gu Xiaonan's bright, black eyes formed crescent moons.
Gu Qingluan performed the Cleansing Dust Technique on his little hand, cleansing away the dirt that had stained it.
At that moment, a heavy figure, like a rolling ball, rushed over.
"Are you this boy's mother? I've observed that your son has extraordinary aptitude and talent. He's a promising medical student. As long as you allow him to become my disciple, I guarantee that in twenty years, no, just ten years, he will become renowned throughout the world and be respected as both a medicine master and an alchemist!"