Peng Dong finished writing the prescription and handed it to Daya, "Go to the first floor to pay and get the medicine; keep the receipt and come to me later for reimbursement."
If it weren't for Peng Cai, Daya wouldn't have to spend money on medical expenses, nor would she have to endure the pain of a burn injury.
Reimbursing Daya for her medical expenses was the only way to ease his conscience.
Daya held the prescription and gave Peng Dong a gentle smile, "No need, Dr. Peng, the burn isn't your fault, you don't have to feel guilty about it."
"Hehe..." Peng Dong chuckled softly, "You can tell I feel guilty? You're quite observant."
Upon hearing this, Daya's cheeks tinged with a slight blush.
As she stood up to leave, she finally placed the plastic bag she had been holding onto Peng Dong's desk.
Inside the plastic bag was a food container, and in the food container was a freshly baked cake.
