Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic-Chapter 120 - 107: Old Street of South City—Three Powers Officially Stand Tall

Chapter 120: Chapter 107: Old Street of South City—Three Powers Officially Stand Tall

The elderly man saves money by being thrifty, collecting and selling scrap every day. Surprisingly, it’s not because he can’t afford to eat, but because he secretly saves money to aid children in remote mountainous areas.

In some impoverished and remote areas, children’s living conditions are extremely poor. For ordinary children, going to school is normal, but for them, it is a luxury. Various reasons cause difficulties in their schooling.

Due to inconvenient transportation, from home to school, they might need to trek through mountains and rivers, walking for two or three hours.

With family difficulties, and parents not at home, they rely on their grandparents at a young age. There are many farm chores to do.

Such as helping the family plant crops, cutting pig grass, feeding cows, etc.

These children long to study, longing to change their fate with knowledge.

But in such places, the methods are very challenging. No teachers are willing to go, and schools lack funding, among other issues.

The ten thousand yuan donated by the elderly might cover a month’s meal expenses for dozens of children and teachers. Or it might install electric lights in classrooms, fit transparent glass windows.

"Here’s your money, I’ve picked it up for you. Please keep it."

Li Jingsheng returned the money and the remittance slip to the elderly.

"You’re selling scrap to donate to the Hope Primary School!"

He asked with boundless respect.

"Those little kids are so pitiful, their classrooms let in wind in winter and rain in summer, and teachers and students eat only potatoes. They can’t even afford a plain steamed bun. After I saw it on TV, I thought of helping those kids. My monthly pension is over eight thousand, and before my spouse passed away, her pension was over five thousand, so we donated ten thousand every month over there, at least we could let them eat some meat, and ensure their classrooms don’t let in wind and rain."

After my spouse passed away, my pension alone was not enough, so I thought of recycling waste to sell.

I could sell more than a thousand a month.

Now that I’m familiar with it, selling over two thousand a month is no problem.

Thinking of ways, it’s possible to gather enough for a ten thousand donation."

The elderly man’s words are genuine.

As if having done such a great and selfless deed, it’s like a trivial matter.

Li Jingsheng felt his soul had been deeply cleansed.

Not all elderly people have turned bad.

Many elderly people are particularly great.

At this point, he inadvertently glimpsed at the elder’s right hand, and noticed a wound on the side of the index finger.

Because the elder’s hand is quite dirty, it’s hard to notice without looking carefully.

"Let me see your hand!"

Li Jingsheng grabbed the elder’s right hand and examined it carefully.

The wound seemed quite deep, and the surroundings were still somewhat swollen.

"When did you injure your hand? How did it happen?"

He pondered over the cause but couldn’t come to a conclusion.

At the moment, the answer seemed to appear.

"Accidentally cut while collecting waste. At the time, it didn’t feel significant; I only noticed some discomfort after washing hands at home. The cut should be over ten days old! Usually, minor cuts and scratches heal after a while, but this time, it might be deeper and heals slower."

The elderly explained indifferently.

He doesn’t care, but Li Jingsheng does!

Experienced scavengers rarely search with bare hands but use tongs.

This helps prevent cuts on hands.

It also avoids direct contact with bacteria, viruses, and pollutants in the waste.

This elderly man wasn’t in this line of work originally, he started because his pension wasn’t enough to donate ten thousand, so he thought of selling waste.

He didn’t know how dangerous directly rummaging through trash bins is.

Previously, he had cuts and scratches, all fine, it was sheer luck.

This time, he’s likely to suffer.

He could even risk losing his life.

"Let me clean your wound first, your current physical symptoms might be related to this wound."

Li Jingsheng asked Tang Ping to bring alcohol, and cleaned the elder’s wound and the surrounding area thoroughly.

Then observed the wound’s slight swelling, but no pus.

There were signs of healing.

"Young man, I know you’re a good person, trustworthy, that’s why I came to you for treatment. If anyone else told me, a small injury on the hand could cause swallowing difficulty, body tremors, I wouldn’t believe it."

The elderly man lacks medical knowledge, finding it difficult to understand why a slight hand injury could lead to multiple physical discomforts.

Perhaps thinking these words seemed to flatter Li Jingsheng somewhat, the elderly supplemented.

"A few days ago there was a homeless person hit outside, wasn’t there?"

"Yes!"

"That homeless person I know of is a mute. When I first started collecting waste, my yield was low; it was him who brought me along for a few rounds, and thereafter my yield slowly increased. At the time, when he was hit, upon receiving news and rushing over, I happened to see you help him from afar. Ever since then, I determined you’re a good person. I knew you opened a clinic here long ago, but I used to distrust clinic doctors; they like to cheat money. Not far from here, Quick Recovery Clinic has cheated me twice."

The elderly’s words rendered Li Jingsheng speechless.

Who would have anticipated a scavenging elderly’s knowledge in this realm would surpass a newcomer who opened a clinic for over nine months.

Even this elderly person knows Quick Recovery Clinic can be unscrupulous.

If Boss Zhao happened to come by today, they’d likely collapse on the spot from anger.

After all, many people praise Quick Recovery Clinic’s medical skills and service.

One bad apple can spoil the whole barrel.

After suffering losses at Quick Recovery Clinic, the elderly distrust all clinics.

If not for seeing Li Jingsheng aiding that beggar by chance, the elderly, upon falling sick this time, certainly wouldn’t have entered his clinic for treatment.