Lai San knew they had gotten the wrong idea. He smiled and said, "Xiao Wang is fine. He's at the medical hall now and will be better in a few days."
Those present were all a bit skeptical. Could cutting away two slivers of flesh really save a person?
Lai San had been out for a day and was starving. He picked up the gruel Lai Dafu had left for them and downed it in a few gulps before explaining in Zeng Dawang's stead.
"Because we met a benefactor when we came down the mountain. Not only did he direct us to a medical hall, but he also lent us silver for Xiao Wang's treatment."
Everyone looked at him doubtfully. 'Could such a good thing really happen?'
Shedding the timid quail-like demeanor he'd had in front of Chief Chen, Lai San vividly recounted the thrilling and tense events in town, telling a story full of ups and downs that kept everyone on the edge of their seats.
