"These must not be seen or known by others, do you understand?"

"Okay, I understand, Master. I will be careful."

"Okay. Let's go out."

Liu Yuhan opened the door and saw a young man squatting at the door. There were also many people sitting on the benches in the drugstore. There were a few children who were also dressed in rags and wearing straw sandals. They stood at the door of the drugstore, looking around but didn't dare to come in.

"Doctor, what happened to my brother?" The young man stood up in a hurry, and he staggered and almost fell.

"Don't move. We've bandaged him. He's fine for now. Let him get some sleep."

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Liu Yuhan asked softly, looking at the boy's pale face and lips. The child must have hypoglycemia.

"Doctor, I haven't made any money today. I will save up money for you no matter how much the medicine costs."

"Stand up slowly and follow me."

Liu Yuhan took the boy to the kitchen and gave him the remaining food.

"Eat, you still have to take care of him, don't faint."

"Thank you, doctor." The boy wiped his hands, picked up the bowl of white rice and started eating, his tears mixed with the rice...

well……

Liu Yuhan waited for him to finish eating, then poured him a bowl of warm water and used a clean cloth to wrap up the dozen or so corn buns on the stove.

"Are those kids outside familiar to you?"

"Yes. We live together."

"The injured child is not your biological brother?"

"Um."

"What's your name?"

"I'm the oldest, I'm their boss. My name is Ku Wa. That's what my mother called me when I was a child."

"Give these buns to them first. Your brother will be staying in the pharmacy for at least three days. You can go back first and come to see him during the day."

"Thank you, doctor..."

Kuwa tightly hugged the cloth that Liu Yuhan had used to pack his steamed buns. He felt both warm and sad inside.