The doctor followed her in and took her pulse. Nan Wusi also followed her into the inner room.

Tiger's face was tense, his eyes fixed on the doctor's hand taking his pulse, as if afraid something might go wrong. Nan Wusi, on the other hand, waited quietly to the side, silently observing Tiger's mother.

It can be seen that his mother has a pretty face, but her cheeks are sunken due to long-term malnutrition. After she fell ill, she looked haggard and her face was pale.

After taking Nan Wusi's pulse, the doctor said, "It's just a cold. As long as you take the medicine I prescribed on time, you will recover. But since the illness has dragged on for too long, it will be difficult for your body to recover even after you recover."

"Okay." Nan Wusi nodded. "Ye Zi, go with the doctor to get the medicine."

"Yes, Miss." Ye Zi followed the doctor back to the clinic.

"May I ask how this young lady is addressed?" Tiger's mother struggled to sit up.

"You can just lie down," Nan Wusi stopped her. "Just call me Miss Nan."

“Miss Nan is kind-hearted. We, mother and son, will remember your great kindness. If you ever need our help in the future, please feel free to ask.” Tiger’s mother called to Tiger, “Tiger, hurry up and kowtow to your benefactor.”

Upon hearing his mother's words, Tiger knelt down with a thud, only to be quickly stopped by Nan Wusi.

“Madam, there’s no need for that. It was just a small favor for me. Let’s just consider it fate.” Nan Wusi helped Hu Zi up.

While Nan Wusi was talking to Hu Zi's mother, Ye Zi, worried about her young mistress, hurriedly finished getting the medicine and rushed back.

"Does Tiger know how to brew medicine?" Nan Wusi asked the little boy in front of him, looking at the large pile of medicine that Ye Zi had brought back.

"No," Tiger replied hesitantly.

“Miss, let me teach him,” Ye Zi volunteered.

"Mm." Nan Wusi nodded.

After Ye Zi taught Hu Zi all the steps, Nan Wu Si asked again, "Did you remember them?"

"Got it!" Tiger said confidently.

"That's good. It's getting late, so I can't stay any longer. I'll come see you another day," Nan Wusi said to Hu Zi's mother on the bed.

"Take care, my benefactor. Tiger, go and see him off."

"Okay, Mother." Tiger was clearly pleased.

"Fairy sister, let's go." Tiger pulled Nan Wusi towards the outside.

Hearing Hu Zi's address, Nan Wusi was somewhat surprised, but mostly happy. In the innocent hearts of children, as long as you treat them well, perhaps anyone, regardless of beauty or ugliness, can become a fairy sister.

After saying goodbye to Hu Zi, Nan Wusi took Ye Zi back to the General's Mansion. He collapsed onto the bed as soon as he got back to his room; he was truly exhausted from the day.

Seeing the slums deeply moved Nan Wusi, and an idea gradually formed in her mind. Soon after, she fell into a deep sleep as she pondered this.