Ni Yang's eyes lifted slightly, "Grandma, don't worry, I will do my utmost effort to cure great-aunt."
"Okay." Great-Grandma Zheng nodded, her eyes unable to hide her concern.
Hearing this, Zheng Lingling sighed with relief.
From the meaning of Ni Yang's words, she knew that there wasn't much confidence in her ability to cure Zheng Suyu.
Shortly after, Ni Cuihua brought Ni Yang's medical box down from upstairs.
Ni Yang took out sterilized medical cotton from the box and wiped the froth from Zheng Suyu's mouth.
She wiped meticulously, her expression not showing the slightest disdain, as if she were not afraid of getting dirty.
After a series of emergency measures had been taken, Ni Yang instructed two servants to carry Zheng Suyu upstairs.
Old Master Zheng, Great-Grandma Zheng, and the others also followed upstairs.
