"No need to say it, I understand..." Tara Summer could read their grateful expressions and gave a faint smile.
Then, she quickened her steps towards the medical room on the first floor.
In the medical room, the doctors had just finished their examination. Upon seeing Tara Summer enter, they immediately came forward.
"Young Madam, you're here..." Doctor Armstrong was holding an X-ray image, his expression rather relaxed. This expression slightly eased the crowd, who quietly listened to him continue, "We just took an X-ray of Little Miss, and there is indeed some fluid in her lungs..."
"Fluid!?" Tara Summer's face darkened, and the crowd behind her held their breath, their bodies tense.
"Don't worry, Young Madam, just relax..." Doctor Armstrong smiled slightly, pointing to the film in his hand. "There's not much fluid. If we give her some medicine for a couple of days and a few anti-inflammatory IV drips, she will be fine in two or three days. However, don't let her catch a cold!"
