"Let's just take a bus, Third Brother, it'll get us to the village clinic faster."
Ji Weinan's face was a bit red from the fever, and he immediately refused, "No, we hardly have any money as it is, the bus costs nine yuan. Let's walk, I won't even get treated; I'll just tough it out."
Ji Tian curled the corner of her mouth, really worried Ji Weinan was getting delirious from the fever. His mind wasn't the brightest to begin with; she didn't want it getting any worse. Her concern was all for the love of her sibling, "No way! Third Brother, in my heart, you're more important than the money. We need to get you treated even if it costs us every penny."
Ji Weinan's eyes teared up as he looked at her, Ji Tian assumed he was regretting his past mistreatment and even cursing at her for Shen Zhiyi's sake, and yes, she hoped he was regretting it.