The woman speaking had red lips and a smile, looking at Beisitian as if she didn't mind Nian Fanghua's attitude.
"Children have a strong vitality, but their minds are too fragile." She shook her head and said.
Usually, people who say this have similar situations happening around them and express such sentiments, but judging by her expression, she didn't look sad, so it probably wasn't her own relatives.
"People are very fragile," Beisitian replied indifferently.
The woman's beautiful eyes lingered on Beisitian for a moment before asking, "What is your last name, Madam?"
"It's Bei." Beisitian replied politely, noting that this woman wasn't looking for trouble.
"I am Yun; are you a doctor?" Madam Yun asked.
Beisitian smiled, "Yes, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."
Madam Yun's lips curled slightly, "Ah, Chinese medicine, then you probably can't help."
