Su Jin sat down to check the boy's pulse.
The boy had serious external injuries and some internal injuries, so Su Jin needed to write him a prescription.
"Do you have paper and a pen?" Su Jin asked the little girl.
"Yes."
She ran to the drawer, moved the clothes aside, and took out a pen and paper.
Su Jin wrote a prescription and said, "Don't worry, he'll be fine after taking a few doses of this medicine."
The little girl held the prescription and cried, "But I don't have money to buy medicine."
Xingxing took out ten taels of silver from her pocket and gave it to her.
The boy coughed.
Su Jin turned to look at him, seeing his haggard appearance, she wasn't very reassured about just leaving him like this.
"The people who beat you have come more than once, they might come again," Su Jin said.
"Why don't you move to a different place?" she suggested.
The boy coughed uncontrollably.
He shook his head stubbornly.
