Inside the room, Mrs. Yan, her eyes appearing especially large due to her thinness, fiercely glared at the man standing beside her, "Gao Mutou, look, look, is this the promise you made to me back then, saying you'd surely take good care of us mother and daughter?"
As she spoke, Mrs. Yan's fierce expression suddenly turned to grievance, her eyes starting to redden, her voice half hoarse, "Pity my daughter has been feverish for two days, and your family wouldn't even call for a doctor..."
Gao Mutou suddenly panicked, stumbling over his words as he comforted, "Come on, don't cry, it's my fault, I... Let me first have Doctor Li prescribe some medicine, tomorrow the wage from the fourth uncle's family should be due, and then we'll pay Doctor Li for the medicine."
Mrs. Yan immediately stopped her tears, looking at Gao Mutou filled with hope, "Are you serious? Then when the time comes, will your mother agree when you give the wages to Doctor Li?"
Gao Mutou sighed, "I'll go talk to her."
