"Sister-in-law Hu." Ji Ying stepped forward and knocked on the door. These past couple of days, Ji Ying had brought soup and money over, and had seen Hu Aimei several times. She said, "Sister-in-law Hu, we're here specially to check on you."
Ji Ying raised the gifts in her hand and said, "I brought some malted milk powder the kids like, and also some local specialties my son brought back from Ningbei."
"That's not necessary." Hu Aimei's uneasy voice came from inside the house. She said, "You've already sent a lot of things, there's no need to bring anything more."
Even Hu Aimei thought that Li Jianbin had gone too far.
All in all, because of this whole thing, the Xu family had paid money at the hospital, sent nourishing soup, money, gifts—it all must have cost at least five or six hundred.
Who spends that much just for diarrhea?
Spend a few bucks for some medicine, and that's already pretty good. Most people just find some herbs at home to treat it themselves.
