Early the next morning, Zhao Tienan arrived at Sun Jiumengzi's house again.
"Doctor Zhao, you're here, please have a seat. I'll make you a cup of tea."
Zhao Tienan had not yet spoken when a pretty, elegantly dressed woman greeted him first.
"Oh, okay, that would be nice."
Zhao Tienan nodded, speaking politely.
He knew this woman. She was Sun Jiumengzi's sister, named Sun Meiling, nearly thirty this year, and had always lived in the neighboring village.
Upon hearing that her brother was seriously injured, she hurried over to take care of him.
This was unavoidable, mainly because Sun Jiumengzi's father had been bedridden for a long time and could only be cared for by Mrs. Sun. Additionally, many sheep at home needed managing by Mrs. Sun.
That's why Sun Meiling was called over.
"Sun Jiumengzi, are you sober now?"
Seeing that Sun Jiumengzi had opened his eyes, Zhao Tienan immediately inquired.
