The two girls had their backs to him, so he happened to overhear their conversation.
Especially what the girl said really shook him to the core.
... Short of twenty thousand, just forget it?
Just by looking at them, he could tell that someone close to them had been injured and was in the hospital, in urgent need of money. Yet, they couldn’t even come up with twenty thousand?
Cheng Dongyuan’s eyes flickered slightly.
After all, he had given this girl a hundred thousand in the morning. He had indeed given it to her, not as a moral obligation, but still, it was money she hadn’t had before. And now, in a critical situation, she couldn’t come up with the funds?
With doubts, Cheng Dongyuan stopped in his tracks as he walked by.
Xu Weiran sensed some gaze, glanced subconsciously, and saw the man passing by. Instead of continuing, he stopped.
She frowned slightly.
But then he came over and asked, "Excuse me, are you folks facing some kind of difficulty?"
"You, sir..." both people turned to look at him.
"Ah, it’s you, Mr. Cheng." said Bai Lu, the girl who, upon seeing him, immediately showed a flicker of joy in her eyes. But then, as if thinking of something, her expression became subtly complicated. She hurriedly grabbed his wrist, stuttering:
"Mr. Cheng, can we talk aside for a moment?"
Her demeanor suggested a familiarity that wasn’t there, but more importantly, she seemed worried she might slip up.
Xu Weiran watched as Bai Lu pulled him away, her frown deepening. Follow current novels on novᴇlfire.net
Cheng Dongyuan looked at his grabbed wrist, lightly pursed his lips, and smoothly pulled his arm back.
Bai Lu made sure they were out of earshot and then, with a troubled expression and a complex look, she slowly said:
"Mr. Cheng, we indeed are facing some difficult issues. A child’s parent has been seriously injured and is waiting for surgery money. If they can’t get the surgery, they’ll have to amputate a leg..."
As she spoke, she seemed afraid he might bring something up, and preemptively said:
"I... I already took out the money you gave me, but we are still a little short..."
Cheng Dongyuan’s eyes deepened slightly.
She had taken out that money? But the scene he had just witnessed seemed to suggest otherwise.
However, he was silent for a moment and then asked, "How much is still missing?"
"No, no, no, Mr. Cheng, that’s not what we mean. You’ve already given me money, I can’t ask for more..." She shook her head continuously.
She genuinely seemed reluctant to use more of his money.
Yet Cheng Dongyuan was straightforward: "Let’s not talk about that now. A life is waiting for rescue, how much is still needed?"
With him insisting, she finally bit her lip, embarrassed to say: "Twen—twenty thousand..."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Dongyuan looked back at them, especially at the girl with a slim figure, head slightly bowed but standing straight, and then spoke again:
"You come with me now. I’ll go to the ATM downstairs in the hospital and withdraw twenty thousand for you. Saving a life is the most important thing."
Cheng Dongyuan waved his hand, signaling her not to say anything more, and then he directly left, taking the elevator downstairs.
And Bai Lu followed him down.
He withdrew twenty thousand and gave it to her. Regardless, saving a life was the most crucial thing at the moment. Plainly speaking, he was not Ksitigarbha, a savior of all beings; he just did it because—