"Viral? Oh dear, what are we going to do! We don't have the money to go to the hospital!" The woman immediately became anxious, and tears welled up in her eyes at the mention of money.

Wang Cong quickly comforted her, "Auntie, don't worry, you've come to the right place! I have a family secret recipe, it'll work for you right away!"

"Really?" The woman looked delighted, but then asked with concern, "It won't be very expensive, will it?"

Wang Cong smiled and said, "It's not expensive at all! It's only two yuan a pack, I'll take it to you!"

In fact, Wang Cong started packing the antidote after he returned from administering the medicine last night. At this moment, he quickly took a pack of the prepared antidote and handed it to the old lady.

"Auntie, let me get you some water. You and your grandson should drink this packet of medicine, and I guarantee it will work immediately!"

"Oh, thank you so much!"

The woman thanked him profusely, but was initially still somewhat skeptical. After all, the mother and child were having severe diarrhea.

But after taking the medicine, I suddenly felt much better in my stomach. Even my little granddaughter recovered and was jumping around, saying, "Grandma, my tummy doesn't hurt anymore. I'm going to go play with Xiaomin!"

After saying that, the little girl ran out as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, this child!" The woman said helplessly, then turned to Wang Cong with gratitude. "Young man! You're a miracle doctor! Thank you for your medicine, it's so effective! Here, let me transfer the money to you!"

"By the way, really, only two yuan?"

When it came time to pay, the older woman still couldn't quite believe it. After all, two yuan wasn't even as expensive as her tofu pudding!

Wang Cong smiled gently, "Really, ma'am, I'm not lying to you. I just took over the clinic, so please help me promote it when you get back!"