Seeing the old man kneeling down and kowtowing to them, Ye Yueze felt a pang of pity.

At this time, a lot of passers-by gathered on the street, and some people pointed and whispered, saying how pitiful the old man was.

"Manman, do you still have any money on you? Take it out and give it to these two grandpas and grandmas first. When I get back, my brother and I will get the money and then return it to you."

"Young man, you are so kind-hearted. Life is full of suffering. If you have the ability, please help the elderly more."

One of the onlookers said this, and after he spoke, many other people followed suit.

"Yes, you two look like young ladies and gentlemen from wealthy families. Even a little bit of silver that slips through your fingers could save a life."

"That's right, we don't have the financial resources. If you do, please help us out."

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda."

Ye Yueze felt that the people were absolutely right; they were all kind-hearted people. He reached out his hand to Nangong Manyu again.

"Manman, give your money to Grandma first."

Nangong Manyu took a step back. She didn't know what was wrong with these people. Why did they keep asking her for money? Wasn't the most important thing right now to take the old man to see a doctor?

"Manman, don't hesitate, quickly take out the money."

Seeing that Nangong Manyu wouldn't give him the money, Ye Yueze raised his hand to take off his jade crown.

"Wait a moment!"

Nangong Manyu told him not to take off his valuables yet, and the two squatted down next to the old man who was foaming at the mouth.

She wiped the foam off the old man's face with a handkerchief, and then spoke to the onlookers.

"Who can carry this old man on their back and take him to see a doctor? Hurry up!"

The people who were just moments before filled with righteous indignation instantly fell silent, and one by one they took a step back, none of them wanting to cause trouble.

Seeing that things were going badly, the old lady quickly knelt down and took two steps to Nangong Manyu's side.

"Miss, we don't have any money, so we dare not see a doctor. Besides, this young master hit my husband. Please, save him, or he will really die."

Upon hearing that it was Ye Yueze who had caused the old man's injuries, the crowd became even more critical of the two individuals.

"So it was you who hit the person. Then you need to hurry up and save them. Otherwise, if something happens to the old man, you won't be able to live with your conscience."

Nangong Manyu knew this, but even if she and Ye Yueze gave all the money to this old lady, what good would it do? Could money really save someone's life?

The only ones who can save lives right now are doctors, but they only ask for money. These people really don't understand common sense.

"Stop talking, saving lives is the priority. Yueze, carry this grandfather on your back, we're going to Ji'an Hall."

"good!"

Ye Yueze didn't understand the customs of the people of Nanning, so he could only listen to Manman, believing that Manman wouldn't lie to him.

"No, don't touch my husband! He'll die if you do anything to him!"

The old woman frantically pushed Ye Yueze away, as if the old woman would die if Ye Yueze touched her.

"Grandma, if you keep delaying like this, you'll really miss Grandpa's life-saving time. Move aside and let my friend carry him to Ji'an Hall."

The old woman clung to their clothes, refusing to let go.

"No, we can't see a doctor without money. If we send you two to Ji'an Hall and you run away, it will cost us our lives."

Please have pity on us, give us some money, we'll go see a doctor ourselves, I beg you.

Ordinary people feel insecure without money; they're afraid of this and that. And this old lady is crying like this; she's so old, it doesn't seem like she's lying at all.

"Manman, why don't we give them the money first? Otherwise they won't want to go for medical treatment."

"No, I want to see him rescued myself. Since he is a citizen of Nanning, I have to take responsibility for him."

Nangong Manyu started to get a little angry with the old lady and raised her voice as she spoke to her.

"Grandma, I know you're afraid of not having money, but you keep asking us for money. Don't you ever think about Grandpa?"

If you really care about him, you should take him to see a doctor, and only after he's better should you talk to us about the money.

But you haven't done any of that. From the moment the old man collapsed until now, you haven't thought about saving him. All you've been thinking about is money. How do I know that after I give you the money, you won't use it to save people?

Yueze accidentally bumped into someone, and we acknowledge that and promise to compensate you. I'm telling you this now: as long as you take Grandpa to see a doctor, we'll cover whatever amount of money is needed.

But we won't give you the money now; it's not safe for an old person like you to carry so much.

The old woman was speechless, but one of the onlookers spoke up.

"Since this young lady has said so, it's not appropriate for the old man to move around too much. You two wait here, and I'll go and get a doctor for you."

After saying that, the man left, and in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he returned with a man dressed as a doctor.

The doctor quickly took the old man's hand to feel his pulse, and his pulse-taking speed was even faster than that of the imperial physicians in the palace.

He looked up and said to the old lady and Nangong Manyu, "It's over, it's over, this is a big problem."

Upon hearing this, the old lady collapsed to the ground. Ye Yueze was also anxious and asked the doctor.

"Doctor, what's wrong with the old man? Please prescribe a medicine for him."

The doctor who was called in nodded: "A prescription is needed, but the old man's illness is a bit serious."

He was originally in good health, but he got old. When someone bumped into him, the air he was about to exhale from his chest flowed back into his heart, which caused him to foam at the mouth and faint.

Even if a person doesn't die, they'll eventually have a stroke, become unable to do anything, and need the most expensive medication to stay alive.

Although Nangong Manyu had never studied medicine, she had read some medical books and had never heard of the concept of reversed heart qi.

Belatedly, she realized that she and Ye Yueze had been deceived, or rather, deceived by a group of people, who were all in cahoots.

"Young master and young lady, can you give the money to the doctor now? Hurry up, give us the money to change the medicine and save my husband!"

Nangong Manyu pulled Ye Yueze to his feet and looked back. Their area was completely surrounded. Would Xiaofei and the guards still be able to see them?

Realizing she might have been scammed, Nangong Manyu cautiously asked the doctor, "Doctor, how much silver will it cost to cure this grandfather?"

The doctor squinted and calculated for a moment, his fingers moving up and down, before finally saying, "About a thousand taels of silver."

Now Nangong Manyu was even more certain that these people were a group of swindlers. They wouldn't prescribe any medicine, wouldn't say what medicine was needed, and didn't even use the traditional Chinese medicine diagnostic methods of observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. All they cared about was how much money they could get from them.

This doctor must have been pulled in at the last minute to act; he has even more flaws than the old man and woman.