On the other side.

Song Yueying walked out of the hospital, looking at the streets steeped in the era, and the word "poor" came to mind. In an era when everything was in ruins and needed rebuilding, the country was poor, and the people were even poorer.

She began to doubt her past methods of making money, wondering if she could really make money here as she wished.

Stopping in her tracks, Song Yueying gazed at the sky with a touch of melancholy.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, an old man collapsed beside him.

Song Yueying was startled, then covered her forehead!

He quickly knelt on one knee and reached out to check the old man's pulse. It was very weak, a sign that he was nearing the end of his life.

"Is this old man alright?"

"I don't know, the young girl is examining the old man."

Are you sick?

"He looks sick, otherwise why would he suddenly faint?"

"What's wrong with this old man?"

“I saw him walking along and suddenly he fell to the ground. He fell right next to the little girl, who was startled and then squatted down to check on him.”

"Is this young girl a doctor?"

"have no idea."

As the crowd began to chatter, more and more people gathered around.

Song Yueying took out a green pill and fed it to the old man before looking up at everyone and saying, "Please step back a few steps, the old man needs to breathe fresh air."

Thank you everyone.

As Song Yueying's clear voice rang out, the onlookers quickly took a few steps back.

The slender fingers took the old man's pulse again; it was slightly stronger than before, indicating the pills were working. Song Yueying withdrew her hand and slowly stood up.

A few minutes later, the old man opened his eyes, caught his breath, and stood up. As if sensing the changes in his body, his aged face was filled with disbelief.

Then came a gentle surprise. The old man looked at Song Yueying and asked with certainty, "Young lady, did you save me?"

"It was her, ma'am, this young girl saved you." Before Song Yueying could speak, the onlookers answered the old man's question for her.

"That's right, it was this little girl who saved you. I saw it with my own eyes."

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. It was this little girl who saved you. She's a good doctor. She gave you a pill, and you woke up quickly."

Song Yueying blinked her beautiful eyes and kindly reminded him, "Grandpa, your health isn't very good. It's due to overwork. You should try not to overwork yourself in the future."

"Young lady, your medical skills are quite good!" the old man sighed. "If it weren't for your help today, I'm afraid I wouldn't be alive today!"

Song Yueying said, "It's not that serious. There's a hospital not far away. Even if I hadn't helped you, everyone would have taken you to the hospital anyway."

While speaking modestly, Song Yueying was thinking that the old man's health was severely depleted, and if things continued like this, he really wouldn't live much longer.

Meeting her was a stroke of luck for the old woman; she was spared death. After taking her green pills, she recovered quickly. Otherwise, even if she had been taken to the hospital today, it would have been too late!

Those around her praised the girl after hearing her say that.

As everyone was chatting happily, a large group of people suddenly surrounded them. A middle-aged man in work clothes walked up to the old man and said, "Old Wang, we've finally found you."

“You said you wanted to wander around, you should have waited for us! We're worried about you being alone, given your health…”

"I'm fine now." After saying that, Old Wang glanced at Song Yueying and said to the middle-aged man, "Young Liu, we really should thank this young lady today."

"If she hadn't come to my rescue, I'm afraid I would have really collapsed here."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man named Xiao Liu was quite frightened. He looked Wang up and down anxiously and asked, "Old Wang, have you fainted again?"

"How serious is it? Did you get hurt anywhere this time?"

"Regardless of whether we're injured or not, let's go to the hospital for a check-up first. Come on, let's go to the hospital now."

As he spoke, Xiao Liu took Wang Lao's arms with both hands and led him toward the nearby hospital.

"Xiao Liu, why are you still so impatient?" Old Wang raised his hand and patted Xiao Liu's hand on his arm. "I already said I'm fine."

"This little girl saved me."

“In that case, we should go to the hospital to have your health checked.” It wasn’t that Xiao Liu didn’t believe what Old Wang said, but rather that, having been by Old Wang’s side all along, he knew his health condition very well.

Old Wang's health is very poor. He has neglected his health for many years because of his work. Although he is only in his fifties, he looks like he is in his sixties or seventies.

Unexpectedly, Old Wang waved his hand and laughed, saying, "No need, I know my own body. I feel great now, my body feels lighter than ever before."

"How many hospitals have I been to for this illness? How many doctors have I seen? How much medicine have I taken?"

"Never before has the treatment been as effective as this one. The young lady's medical skills are remarkable; she is a highly capable person."

When the elderly man's relatives arrived, the onlookers dispersed.

Song Yueying was about to leave when Old Wang called her back.

Old Wang gave Xiao Liu a wink, and Xiao Liu immediately understood, taking an envelope out of his briefcase and handing it to Old Wang.

Old Wang took the envelope, turned around and handed it to Song Yueying, "Young lady, thank you for saving my life. This is a small gift, I hope you will accept it."

When Xiao Liu appeared with his men, Song Yueying could tell that Old Wang's identity was not simple.

Looking at the envelope handed to her, Song Yueying was somewhat surprised.

Old Wang was referring to a greeting gift, not a thank-you gift. A greeting gift is a present given between two people after they have met, while a thank-you gift is a present given to express gratitude for a favor received.

A gift given upon meeting someone expresses a desire to befriend them, while a gift given as a token of gratitude has the opposite meaning.

Song Yueying hesitated for only a moment, then accepted the envelope with a smile. Feeling the thickness of the envelope, she smiled even more happily.

Seeing Song Yueying accept the envelope, Old Wang smiled and extended an invitation, "I wonder if the young lady has time to have a simple meal with this old man?"

"I'm sorry, I really don't have time today," Song Yueying declined.

Now that she has money, she needs to hurry to the hospital to pay off Qi Yanjue's medical bills. Then they can go their separate ways and have nothing to do with each other again.

"It's alright, I'll remember this meal." Despite being refused, Old Wang was not disappointed but smiled and said, "I'll stay here for a while, and the young lady can come to this old man anytime to make up for it."

“Okay.” Song Yueying nodded. “My name is Song Yueying. I live in Qingyuan Commune, Brigade 4, Team 1. If you feel unwell anywhere, you can come to me.”

Old Wang nodded.

Without saying anything more, Song Yueying turned and walked towards the hospital.

As Song Yueying walked into the hospital, Xiao Liu asked in confusion, "Is the young lady a nurse at this hospital?"

"No." Old Wang shook his head firmly and walked back with his hands behind his back.