Yun Jiao felt relieved upon hearing Ruru’s words, "Alright, go to the back and see what Aunt Hua has cooked today."

Ruru happily walked to the back.

At this moment, a carriage stopped outside, and a man holding a seven or eight-year-old boy got off the carriage, followed by several other people coming down.

Yun Jiao suddenly stood up, recognizing the man holding the boy; it was Yin Suo from Zhao Lizheng’s family next to the Jiang Family in Qingshan Village.

Then Yun Jiao saw two familiar faces, Zhao Lizheng and Yin Suo’s wife, Hongxia.

Yun Jiao hadn’t seen Zhao Lizheng for many years.

He looked much older, his back slightly hunched.

Standing at the door, Zhao Lizheng raised his head and looked at the plaque overhead, recognizing the three words "Renxin Hall," before walking inside.

After taking a few steps, he saw Yun Jiao, lifted his robe, and knelt on the ground.

Yin Suo, holding the child, seemed like he wanted to kneel down as well.

Yun Jiao quickly walked over, urgently saying, "Lizheng Uncle, what are you doing? Please, get up, get up."

Zhao Lizheng saw that Yun Jiao was no longer the frail little girl he remembered, his eyes a bit teary, "Doctor Gu, I’m here to ask you to save a life."

Yun Jiao quickly invited them to sit down.

Zhao Lizheng pointed to the child in Yin Suo’s arms, "This is Yin Suo’s second son, who fell seriously ill some days ago. A doctor was consulted, but he showed no improvement."

"I also took him to the Wang Family Pharmacy in the county, got medicine, took it for several days, but it still didn’t help."

"It was Manager Wang from the Wang Family Pharmacy who suggested I bring the child to Xiang City to see you."

"I beg Doctor Gu to take a look at the boy."

Yun Jiao had already noticed the boy.

At this moment, he was leaning against Yin Suo’s embrace, his head drooping. Although his eyes were open, they lacked any vitality.

Logically, Yun Jiao should have checked the boy’s pulse.

She carefully examined the boy, noticing the unusual angle at which his head drooped, a trace of pity flashing in her eyes, and she slowly shook her head.

Zhao Lizheng was taken aback, "Doctor Gu, what does this mean?"

Yun Jiao sighed, "This child’s illness is beyond my help."

Zhao Lizheng’s face turned pale, and he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing, "Doctor Gu, I know I wronged you in the past."

"Back then, I shouldn’t have taken your silver, nor should I have forced you to agree to my condition. I was reckless, I deserve to die."

"I only beg Doctor Gu to have mercy and save my grandson’s life."

Yun Jiao felt helpless, signaling Ah Tie to help Zhao Lizheng up.

She sighed, "Lizheng Uncle, we’re all from the same village, if I could save him, I definitely would save your grandson."

She lowered her voice, "But, to be frank, it’s not that I refuse to treat the child; the reality is, there’s no saving him."

Zhao Lizheng was bewildered, "No saving him?"

Yin Suo’s eyes turned red upon hearing his father’s words, glaring at Yun Jiao, "You’re talking nonsense!"

Hongxia immediately burst into tears.

Yin Suo, holding his son, his eyes red, "You haven’t even looked, how can you say my son can’t be saved?"

Yun Jiao didn’t want to discuss this in front of the child; she had already seen that although the boy’s eyes were open, his consciousness was unclear.

Even so, she didn’t want to say directly in front of the child that he was about to die.

Yun Jiao stood up and called Zhao Lizheng to the side.

"The moment you came in, I saw the boy."

"No need to check anything else, just seeing his head drooping like that, I knew he wouldn’t live for more than three days."