Wang Yue looked at Liu Sihui and her daughter, both beaming with joy, and felt a pang of emotion. He offered some comfort. "You trusted me enough to let me treat her. As long as Niu Niu's condition improves, that's what matters."
Only then did Liu Sihui, reminded by Wang Yue, wipe the tears from the corner of her eye. She asked excitedly, "With Niu Niu's condition, can you guarantee she'll be fine for a year after four medicinal baths?"
Wang Yue didn't answer right away. Instead, he turned to Niu Niu and said gently, "Niu Niu, hold out your hand and let Uncle check your condition."
Niu Niu obediently held out her little hand, her eyes full of anticipation.
Wang Yue checked her pulse. Once he had a good idea of her condition, he met Liu Shihui's expectant gaze and said, "Sister Liu, Niu Niu's condition is a little better than my dad's. After four doses of the medicine, she should be able to last at least a year and a half."
At that, Liu Sihui's face paled. If the treatment cost over two hundred thousand yuan every year and a half, her wages and tips from pole dancing might not be enough. She might have to rely on other sources of income.
She didn't want to do that, but seeing how rosy Niu Niu's cheeks had become in just a day, and how much strength she now had in her legs, she felt the money was worth it. Medicinal baths were better for her daughter than taking pills.
After a brief hesitation, she looked at Wang Yue and asked, "Are you sure she can last a year and a half?"
Wang Yue thought Liu Sihui didn't believe him, so he answered earnestly, "A year and a half is