C133 He Treated the Patient

"Mr. Yang, my mother..."

Zhao Wuming couldn't contain his concern as he inquired, his face etched with worry.

Without turning back, Yang Xuan gestured dismissively and instructed, "Hold on, don't panic. I've stumbled upon something, but it's still uncertain. Take Yu'er and move back a bit."

"Alright, I'll entrust it all to you, Mr. Yang."

Biting his lip, Zhao Wuming tugged on Zhao Yu'er's arm