Wang Xiaolong waved his hand; as a doctor, one should never stand by and watch someone die!
That was a principle and a bottom line!
Now that the little girl was no longer in danger of losing her life, he didn't feel the need to fuss over anything, or perhaps... he disdained to do so.
"All right, give the child some water to drink. Her throat isn't seriously damaged, but it's still somewhat injured, so don't let her eat anything greasy or spicy for the next few days. Try to feed her liquid food instead."
The waitstaff nodded continuously. One of them took Xiao Qi into their arms and, after coaxing her to stop crying, said, "Sir, please find a seat for yourself. Once we've taken care of Xiao Qi's arm and come back, we'll definitely thank you properly."
Wang Xiaolong shook his head, "It's just a dislocation, there's no need to go to the hospital."
