"No need, this was nothing more than the lift of a hand for me."
Zhang Xiaomeng waved his hand and declined indifferently.
"No, this is a token of my gratitude. You saved my father's life, you are my great benefactor, Qian Zhuang. Please accept it."
Looking at Zhang Xiaomeng with a face full of gratitude, Qian Zhuang spoke with a firm tone.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaomeng had no choice but to nod and put away the bank card.
Then, Zhang Xiaomeng took a piece of paper and wrote a prescription for Qian Zhuang, reminding him of the cautions related to the medication.
Qian Zhuang expressed his heartfelt thanks again for this.
After procuring the medicine, he respectfully handed Zhang Xiaomeng a business card before leaving Revival Hall with his father.
Watching the backs of the Qian family father and son as they left, everyone in Revival Hall was struck with emotion.
Subsequently, everyone turned their surprised gazes towards Zhang Xiaomeng unanimously.
