The doctor asked a few more questions and, after confirming she had no issues, said to them, "The child is fine, don't worry. She wasn't very talkative just now probably because she had a fever all night and lacks energy."
Hearing this, the couple completely relaxed, "That's good, that's good."
The doctor stood up and said, "I'll prescribe some medicine for you, and then you can go home. Oh, and your child is malnourished. You should go home and make her some nutritious food to help her recover."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaojuan's face showed a bitter smile.
The good food at their home never found its way to their daughters' mouths; it was already good enough if they could fill their stomachs.
But that was not something she could discuss with strangers.
Jiang Changhe fell silent for a moment and then grunted in agreement. He followed the doctor to pay for the medicine and returned with the remaining ten or so yuan.