"Xiaobei, stop asking so many questions, saving her is what's important. This girl looks like she's not going to make it, can you check if there's still a chance to save her?" Cao Chusheng said, turning to point behind him.
At that moment, a young man in his twenties stumbled into the courtyard with a girl on his back.
Upon seeing each other, both were stunned. How could it be him?
"Xiaobei, what are you spacing out for? Hurry up and see if this girl can be saved," Cao Chusheng said, helping the young man carry the girl into the house.
Zhang Xiaobei glanced at the young man, then started to examine the girl.
As the examination progressed, Zhang Xiaobei's expression grew increasingly grim, "Chusheng, quickly boil a big pot of water, sister-in-law, go and get me the set of silver needles I bought yesterday."
Seeing Zhang Xiaobei's serious face, the young man couldn't help but step forward and grab him. "Sir, what's my sister's condition now?"
"It's more likely bad than good!"
