Ling still responded, and the group went to get the medicine again.

The medicine is just a few ointments and a bottle of spray to relieve pain and remove stasis.

Ling Yiran handed the medicine to the little girl, "Here, this is Xiaoci's medicine. You have to apply it a few times a day. There is a sticker on the medicine box. Do you know these words?"

"Meet!" He Zixin said.

"From then, I will trouble Zixin to remember to apply medicine to Xiaoci every day." Ling Yiran said.

"What's the trouble with this? Xiaoci is my brother!" He Zixin put the medicine into her small bag, and then took out several wrinkled pieces of money, ranging from one yuan or two yuan to a maximum of fifty yuan.

"This is 93 yuan. I know that the medical expenses today are not enough. I will give it to you next time when I save enough!" He Zixin said with a small and big tone.

Obviously, the money was her small vault, and today, she took out all of her small vaults at once.

Ling Yiran looked at the wrinkled stack of money and couldn't help but smile, "No, I'll treat Xiaoci today. Auntie will pay the money, you don't need to pay."

"No, we are not relatives, so we can't use your money. Besides, I have money, so I can pay Xiaoci medical expenses!" He Zixin said, and then felt a little embarrassed, "Uh... I will definitely make up for the rest."

"Why do you have to pay for it?" Qin Lianyi, who was standing beside him, said, "What if the medical expenses today are 1,000 yuan? Do you have to insist on paying?"

He Zixin answered a word firmly, "You want it!"

Qin Lianyi was a little surprised. After all, a 7-year-old girl actually gave such a firm answer like an adult.

"Do you have a thousand yuan?" Qin Lianyi asked.

He Zixin shook her head, "No, but I can save it. I have pocket money every month. I can save it without snacks or buying toys. I save it back! A Ci is my younger brother. He is his sister. I should be responsible for the money he receives for medical treatment!"

That tender face was more responsible than many adults at this moment.

Xiaoci looked at He Zixin and said, "Sister, I won't see a doctor in the future."

"Of course I should see a doctor when I am sick." He Zixin said to Xiaoci with a stern face, "Sister is rich, I said, my mother left me the property. When I am 18 years old, those property will be mine. Then I can support you!"

When the little girl was saying these words seriously, Ling still suddenly felt a sore nose.

Once upon a time, if her own brother was still alive, then maybe she would be like this little girl after her mother passed away.

Xiaoci blinked his beautiful eyes and replied, "Well, sister, support me."

The indifferent voice was accompanied by a hint of coquettishness and trust. And these were only directed at He Zixin.
Chapter completed!