Xiaoxiao felt very anxious waiting in the car because Yang Ming had been gone for quite a while. The sky had turned dark, and being alone with the child in the wilderness genuinely frightened her, especially after being bitten by a snake. She constantly feared such creatures might appear at her feet again.
Finally, she heard footsteps outside and shouted towards the door, "Honey, is that you?"
"It's me, open the door."
Upon hearing Yang Ming's voice, Xiaoxiao was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the door. By the moonlight, Xiaoxiao saw Yang Ming, and also the old man who accompanied him.
She hadn't anticipated that Yang Ming had coerced the old man to come; she thought this was the master the young man had pleaded to, to help them. She quickly said, "Sir, thank you so much for being willing to come and treat my son."
"Hmph," Xue Eleven's Fourth Uncle snorted and turned his head, clearly displaying his reluctance.
