"Shortly after, my mother fell ill too," the little boy's tears flowed down his cheeks as she spoke. Then he wiped them away with the back of his hand.
Su Binglan could not bear to see the little boy upset, so she patted his head and hurriedly said, "Your mother is okay and will wake up before you know it."
When Doctor Wu heard her words, he looked at her with adoration again. 'As expected of the miracle doctor. There's nothing she can't cure.'
"Miss Su, do you have a way to cure the woman?"
Su Binglan nodded. "Yes, I'll prescribe medicine and give her acupuncture. She'll be all right."
Doctor Wu was surprised. "So, it's not the plague?"
"It is a plague and can spread, but it's man-made," Su Binglan said.
Doctor Wu was still puzzled. "The little boy has been living with his mother, but he's fine."
