Jiayi, upon hearing the senior doctor's words, clearly took them as a decree. Nothing was more important than Zaizai anymore. She nodded, "Okay."
The old doctor prescribed an injection and handed it to Jiayi, "Here, two shots today, and we'll see how it goes tomorrow. If it's still not okay, we'll give another shot at the follow-up."
Jiayi took the billing slip, thanked the doctor, and stood up with Zaizai in her arms. When she looked at the billing slip, she couldn't help but gasp.
It really is too expensive to have a sick child these days. Just a few shots and some medicine amount to a month's salary from the Mommy Dance Group's teaching job...
Zaizai has been very sturdy since he was born, hardly ever having to visit the hospital. Even with occasional little colds and fevers, he would take some medicine and quickly get better.
Today was the first time she had to spend so much money at the hospital.
She had thought it would cost at most a few hundred yuan.
