Relatives, whether sincere or feigning, all raised their hands and followed suit, wiping away tears.
Li Yuelan was Grandma Sun’s eldest daughter-in-law. She also had second and third daughters-in-law, all of whom had borne only sons.
The second daughter-in-law, who was most dissatisfied with Grandma Sun’s partiality—specifically, how she doted on girls while appearing to slight the boys—stood by and poured cold water on the situation, saying, "It’s all because my sister-in-law blindly believed in traditional medicine, which only ended up harming Yuanyuan. And now you’re still letting traditional medicine treat Yuanyuan? This is utterly foolish!"
The third daughter-in-law chimed in, "Only people like Elder Song—old, highly respected, and truly skilled in traditional medicine—can be trusted. But that girl just came from Prison Star! The internet says she didn’t even go to elementary school. She boasts she can cure Yuanyuan, yet you’re entrusting the child to her? This is harming Yuanyuan!"
The other relatives, swept up in the mood, also began to chime in anxiously.
"They’ve been in there so long. Even a Western medical surgery doesn’t take this much time. Could something have gone wrong?"
"Maybe they made things worse and are too scared to come out?"
"Or maybe they’ve already snuck away! Did anyone notice if there are other exits in the clinic?"
"Yuanyuan’s mom, why don’t you go in and check?"
"Exactly, exactly! If they’ve run away, who will compensate you for your loss?"
Li Yuelan herself couldn’t wait any longer. Every minute, every second, was agonizing.
Hearing all the inflammatory and negative comments, Li Yuelan felt overwhelmed by the immense pressure. Her husband, Sun Peng, who was impulsive, couldn’t take it any longer either. He broke free from the bystanders restraining him and raised his leg to kick the door.
Ye Shen tried to stop them, but it was no use.
Sun Peng stormed in, shouting angrily, "Return my daughter to me!"
Suddenly, a heavenly voice echoed in their ears.
Yuanyuan, who just an hour ago had been paralyzed and convulsing, had miraculously escaped death and now rushed into Sun Peng’s arms.
"Yuan... Yuanyuan?" Sun Peng was utterly shocked to see the lively and bouncing Yuanyuan. Disbelieving, he held his daughter. "Yuanyuan, are you all right?"
"Daddy!" Yuanyuan’s little face pressed against Sun Peng’s. "Daddy, I was so scared, SOB SOB SOB..."
The child cried bitterly—the desperate sobs of one who had narrowly escaped death.
Li Yuelan and Grandma Sun walked in, both shocked and overjoyed.
"My precious daughter, are you really okay?"
"Oh, my dear little granddaughter, come to Grandma and let me have a look!"
They too were wiping away tears, weeping with joy, tears streaming down their faces.
Everyone, including the Sun Family relatives outside the clinic, looked at Si Mingjing as if gazing at a Divine Doctor, their eyes full of fervent adoration.
On the live streaming platform, the viewers who had been dozing off were suddenly wide awake.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Forgive my lack of culture; a single ’holy shit’ speaks volumes! But, but, but... that girl from Prison Star is *that* amazing?"
"If you’re so uncultured, how did you come up with ’a single holy shit speaks volumes’?"
"Hahaha! Alright, that little girl really got better! My beloved Ye Shen never loses!"
"Wow, I’m suddenly finding Si Mingjing kind of handsome!"
"I’m beginning to believe what Ye Shen said on Weibo: that Si Mingjing might have really saved the little tyrant of the Ye Family and even become Mo Yinhe’s personal physician."
"Awesome, my sister!"
Speaking of excitement, Zhang Muguang, who assisted Si Mingjing, felt it most deeply. His gaze fixed on Si Mingjing’s face, filled with an indescribable thrill.
"Miss, thank you. You saved my clinic."
Si Mingjing smiled gracefully. "You’re welcome. I did it for my master too. Her great reputation cannot be tarnished; the medical skills of the Zhang Family are absolutely top-notch."
Si Mingjing announced a name: "Zhang Meimei."