Xiaoya entered the nurse's duty room.
Xiaoqin was still sulking over the pay cut.
Indeed, not only had her already low salary been reduced by five Gold Coins, but prices outside had risen as well.
With this drop and rise, her life would definitely become even tighter and more difficult.
"Little Ya sister? What brings you to see me? Didn't I tell you last night that a girl with a broken brain like yours needs more rest and shouldn't be running around?"
emm...
How should I put this.
Xiaoya felt like she had just been insulted.
"Right, Sister Xiaoqin, do you know if that little boy named Ji Xiang has a grandfather?"
"Ji Xiang? His grandfather?"
Xiaoqin looked confused, thought for a bit, nodded, and then decisively shook her head.
"I know, Doctor Qin checked his family information when he was admitted. It turns out he did have a grandfather, but he's been dead for many years."
What?
Xiaoya's body instantly stiffened.
Dead?!
