The chauffeur bent down and tried his best to coax him in a kind tone. "Little kid, were you the one who saved this sister just now? Are you injured? Uncle will get the doctor to bring you to the hospital for a checkup later, okay?"
The child's face was tense as he slowly shook his head and said, "I'm not injured. I don't have to go to the hospital. It will cost a lot of money to go to the hospital for a checkup."
He was young and did not speak well, but the content of his words did not match his age at all.
The chauffeur was stunned for a moment before continuing with a gentle smile. "You don't have to spend money. Uncle will pay for your medical expenses as well as those of this sister."
