About four to five minutes later, Yan Qianqian came out of the bathroom.
Her originally pale face now had a hint of color, and her spirit had improved significantly.
This was different from pretense; at this moment, Yan Qianqian's eyes were bright and lively.
"Tang Rao, brother, what did you give me? It's magical! I feel... I feel as if I'm completely healed," Yan Qianqian said excitedly.
She knew her own body, and after taking that medicine pill from Tang Rao, it felt as if her body had been cleansed.
"It's not completely healed, that still depends on your brother. But for the next month, you can eat and play without worrying about anything. You can even be discharged from the hospital," Tang Rao said with a smile.
Yan Qianqian's body, relying on medical methods, was basically beyond help.
Thus, in Tang Rao's view, there was no need for her to stay in the hospital day after day.
"Brother, is that possible?" Yan Qianqian looked at Yan Wei, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.