As Zheng Lingling ascended the stairs, she turned to Doctor Jiang and said, "Dr. Jiang, my mother's cough has gotten worse recently. As a daughter, it breaks my heart to see this. Can we do anything to relieve her cough and speed up her recovery?"
Doctor Jiang replied, "Your mother's chronic cough, compounded by her old age and deteriorating health, won't improve overnight. It requires gradual treatment."
Zheng Lingling nodded her agreement. As they climbed up the stairs, she took the initiative to steady Dr. Jiang's arm.
"Mom, Dr. Jiang is here." Zheng Lingling knocked on the door.
"Come in," came Mrs. Zheng's voice from inside.
Zheng Lingling entered the room with Doctor Jiang.
"Xiaoyan." Mrs. Zheng rose to meet them.
Zheng Xianjing followed suit and greeted her.
Doctor Jiang nodded in acknowledgement, then turned to Mrs. Zheng with concern, "Aqing, I heard from Lingling that your cough has worsened."
Laughing, Mrs. Zheng said, "It's not as bad as Lingling has made out."
