"What did you say?!"

Jiang's eyes widened. She had thought this young lady would say something like the other doctors: "Jing'er will definitely die within a year!"

Unexpectedly, she actually said she could cure Jing'er!

With tears streaming down her face, she pleaded, "Girl, what did you just say? Could you please say it again?"

Li Yunyan felt some sympathy for this mother. The Sang family now only had one old man, Jiang Shi, and Sang Shijing left.

Unfortunately, of these three people, one was old and the other was sick, so the entire burden of the family fell on her shoulders as a single woman, and the pressure she faced was unimaginable.

She lost her husband early in life, and her son was her only hope, yet she had to endure the pain of losing him at any moment! Her life was undeniably difficult! Now that there is finally hope, she must be terrified that it will be dashed.

Li Yunyan actually felt a little guilty. If it weren't for the fact that she and Sang Shijing had developed feelings for each other during the treatment process, she could have saved him with just a few pills!

She said firmly, "Madam, I assure you, I will give you a healthy son within a year!"

Lady Jiang wept with joy.

"Good! Good! Thank you so much, young lady! Just tell me what you need, and I'll have someone find it for you!"

She cried uncontrollably, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief.

Li Yunyan felt that she was about to faint from crying, so she quickly reached out to support her and gently comforted her, "Madam, you must not cry too much. Prolonged crying will harm your health. What if the young master recovers and you fall ill again? What will we do then?"

Jiang loved hearing her talk about her son's recovery, and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I won't cry anymore! Girl, you are a great benefactor to our family!"

"Don't call me 'Miss' anymore, Madam. My name is Li Yunyan!"