In the dim light, the old lady was on her deathbed.
A trembling hand grasped Ouyang Zhenyu's hand.
The old lady suffered internal injuries, and there were no medical facilities nearby. Even sending her to the barefoot doctor would have been of no use.
After examining the old lady, Ouyang Zhenyu knew she needed surgery.
But there are simply no conditions here.
Even if he were a top surgeon, he couldn't save her now.
"Xiao...Jiang, I...know...I...can't...do it anymore."
"Grandma, don't say that. You'll be alright."
Ouyang Zhenyu clenched his fist.
He can save the old lady.
The medicine could bring the old lady back to life; even just a single drop would be enough.
He had just checked the potion of resurrection, but the moment he finished, he knew things weren't as simple as he'd imagined.
He really can't be a saint.
The potion of resurrection is bound to oneself, and only oneself or one's closest relatives have the opportunity to share it.
In other words, only one's own parents, brothers, wife, and children are likely to be involved.
He had no relation to the old woman in front of him and there was no way he could have any connection with her.
Even though he had prepared the resurrection potion countless times and it worked perfectly in his hands, it was absolutely impossible for him to use it on the old lady.
He has tried seven or eight times.
Finally, it was determined that some items provided by the system were indeed given away for free, but there were definitely conditions and restrictions.
Otherwise, if he were to make a few bottles of resurrection potion every now and then, wouldn't he be able to save everyone in the world?
I have this thing in my hands, and I see the old lady every day. She almost died, but I didn't help her.
He can't even get past his own moral hurdle.
But using such precious things on an old lady might be seen as a saintly act by others.
He knew he was selfish, and he had considered not using it.
But in the end, the moral compass triumphed over that little bit of selfishness in his heart.
It's because he received two lifetimes of education focused entirely on selfless service.
After all, people in this era share the same personality, bottom line, and social rules.
He couldn't completely disregard the lives of others.
If it were just a car accident on the street that was about to kill someone, I might be able to stand by and do nothing.
But the old lady's life is hanging by a thread now, and it is indeed because of them.
Ouyang Zhenyu still couldn't bring himself to do it, because he had caused someone's death.
Unfortunately, even if he wanted to, he couldn't now because the system required him not to be a moral exemplar.
To be precise, when Ouyang Zhenyu realized he couldn't use it, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt a little guilty because he was relieved.
Humans, look at this, this is human nature.
Deep down, I am still selfish.
"Don't... lie to me, Xiao... Jiang, you... are a... good person, I... know I can't go on."
These two...children...are so pitiful. If they...stay here...they're sure to die.
"Can...please...please?"
Please... take... them back to... Xia Kingdom.
“They…are…people from the Xia Kingdom…I…know that my…request…is…excessive.”
"You... just bring them back to Xia Kingdom... whether they live or die is up to them... the brother and sister... themselves."
"If I... die, they... simply... cannot survive... here."
"This place...I'm completely unfamiliar with it, and they...aren't...Burmese."
Xiaoqing and Xiaoxiang cried their eyes out and held the old lady's hands tightly.
"Grandma, you won't die."
"Grandma, you said you wouldn't leave us."
"Silly...child, everyone...dies eventually. Grandma...is not...a monster, how...could...live...forever?"
"You...must...listen."
The old woman was only able to exhale, not inhale.
He couldn't utter a final word; all that remained was the expectant light in his eyes as he stared at Ouyang Zhenyu.
Judging from her expression, if Ouyang Zhenyu doesn't agree, the old lady won't be able to breathe her last.
Ouyang Zhenyu nodded.
"Grandma, don't worry, I will take those two siblings back to Xia Country and make sure they live well."
Even if it means the old man can't die with regrets, he would still agree.
The old woman's eyes closed suddenly, and she breathed her last.
The two children's cries were deafening.
The neighbors all knew that a funeral was going to be held here.
The funeral was held quickly, regardless of how distraught the two children were.
The old woman was burned to ashes and put directly into a box.
It's definitely impossible to take the body there.
After a simple funeral, the two children wore plain clothes and black armbands.
They carefully placed the small box containing the old lady's ashes in their bag.
The two didn't have much stuff; they packed a few simple clothes, and each of them had only a small bundle.
The bundle was pitifully small, and there wasn't even anything of value in the room; the room didn't even belong to them.
After the old lady passed away, the two children rarely spoke.
Xiaoqing held her younger brother's hand tightly.
Both children had blank stares in their eyes.
Xiaoqing knew that from today onwards, there would be no more grandmothers, and she would be the only eldest sister in the family.
She was the only one who could protect her younger brother, but even she was at a loss; at this age, she didn't know how she should live.
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