The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Chen Jingmo helped him to his room and casually said, "Yes, I hurt my leg and need to go to the orthopedics department for an X-ray."

Li Dezhong stared at his nimble legs, lost in thought.

When he returned, he said, "Jingmo, I'm old, and I've been lame my whole life. I don't have many years left to live, so don't waste this money."

Chen Jingmo said, "If you don't come with me, I'll chop up your cane and burn it for firewood. Besides, how is it a waste of money? You rescued me and are taking good care of me, so why can't I pay for your medical treatment? Besides, I'm not an ungrateful person. I'm the kind of person who knows how to be grateful."

He wiped Li Dezhong's hands and slipped a wife cake into his hand, saying, "Have something to eat first. Don't worry, I have plenty of money..."

As Chen Jingmo spoke, he lost his confidence.

Because he transferred all that money to Chen Yunting before he jumped into the river.

Damn it, this is a terrible thing.

The two hundred yuan he had in his pocket was saved from being soaked in a waterproof bag when he was at home. His phone was also in a waterproof bag, but a wave crashed into something, breaking the waterproof bag and shattering the phone screen. He sold it for four thousand yuan at a phone store and bought a new phone for a little over a thousand yuan. Just two hours after getting it, Xiaohua knocked it off, so he had to get the screen replaced.

Chen Jingmo thought to himself that he was really kind enough not to kick Xiaohua twice.

I don't know if the remaining three thousand yuan will be enough for Li Dezhong's medical treatment. If it's just enough, I can use it to fix someone's car; if it's too much, then I'll have to...

He turned on his phone. Luckily, the phone number was registered using Li Dezhong's ID card, otherwise his location would have been discovered again.

"I'm not going."

"Tsk, sir, why are you getting more and more stubborn as you get older? You fell in the yard today, but we came back in time. Otherwise, in this heat, you would have gotten heatstroke, and even a miracle couldn't save you. If you had fallen outside and couldn't get up, a truck would have come and smashed you to pieces. Then Erdan would have been crying while picking up your body fragments."

That's an overstatement.

Li Dezhong said, "I've had this for a long time, and it can't be cured."

"It's because you have this kind of thinking that it's been dragging on and on. With medical technology so advanced now, how could we not cure your lameness? Don't worry, I have plenty of money. Now is the time for me to repay you. People say that good deeds are rewarded, and your reward is me."

Li Dezhong's family only had one tricycle, which was pedaled. It was unimaginable that there were such poor people in the world. So when Chen Jingmo opened his eyes and saw the wall covered with newspaper and the plaster was crumbling, he thought he had been reincarnated as a human. At that time, it was like the sky was falling for him. Fortunately, he was not reincarnated.

In Guihua Village, Li Dezhong's family was the poorest, but the people were simple and honest. Although they were often hungry, Erdan was still raised on a single meal saved by a hundred families.

Chen Jingmo took the two of them to the village chief to borrow an electric scooter and gave him the two large fish.

After he was rescued from the river, the village chief carried him home and drove him to the hospital in a tricycle.

The village chief refused to accept anything and insisted they eat. Even after they accepted, he took money from home and chased after Erdan to give it to him. Only after they kept refusing did he remember to ask them what they were doing. When he learned that Chen Jingmo had taken Li Dezhong to see a doctor about his leg, he was deeply moved and patted Chen Jingmo on the shoulder, saying he was a good kid.

Li Dezhong's face turned slightly red with embarrassment.

Because the village chief had offered to take him to see a doctor about his leg more than once, but he had always refused, he was now going to the hospital with Chen Jingmo...

He sighed again, knowing the condition of his leg—it was difficult to treat.

"Uncle, do you have your ID documents with you?" the village chief asked.

"I brought them all."

He nodded and looked at Chen Jingmo, "Don't go yet, I'll go back and get you some money."

He said Li Dezhong was a great hero of Guihua Village. Only then did Chen Jingmo realize that he was a retired veteran. Within a minute of waiting, many neighbors took out money, almost all of them giving two hundred, which quickly raised four thousand.

Chen Jingmo was very envious.

Halfway there, Chen Jingmo took them to a noodle shop to eat stir-fried chicken. It was Erdan's first time eating it, and he was so full that he had to hold his stomach when he left. Chen Jingmo didn't laugh at him, but just bought him a box of digestive pills.

hospital.

Li Dezhong was very nervous. He answered whatever the doctor said, and Chen Jingmo told him not to hide anything.

When he went for an X-ray, the doctor saw bullet fragments inside. After calling 110, the other party began to investigate Li Dezhong's life story. They were afraid that he was a spy who had escaped justice, but they were also afraid that he was a hero. He has not received treatment yet and has endured pain for many years, suffering injustice to this day.

The final result was good, of course. The doctor took Chen Jingmo around and managed to reimburse 8 yuan of the estimated 6.4 yuan medical expenses. However, he would still need to be hospitalized and undergo rehabilitation treatment.

Li Dezhong hesitated; he wanted to save all the money he had earned over the years for Erdan.

Chen Jingmo agreed without hesitation. However, the surgery was a bit complicated because the shrapnel had been in Li Dezhong's leg for nearly sixty years, compressing many nerves and easily shifting. The doctor arranged for them to be transferred to another hospital in the city, where the estimated cost increased. Since they didn't have enough money, the doctor lent Chen Jingmo some of it.

Outside the operating room.

Erdan knelt down before Chen Jingmo, "Brother Jing, I will pay you back all the money you spent on Grandpa in the future."

Chen Jingmo pulled him up, "You have money to kneel on. Let me tell you, this money is just a drop in the ocean for me. I'm going out tonight, so you take care of our master."

At 9 p.m., Li Dezhong was wheeled out. During the conversation, the nurses learned that Chen Jingmo was neither Li Dezhong's son nor his grandson. They were all surprised because no one would spend so much money on someone they had no connection with. Chen Jingmo said that he saved him.

At ten o'clock, Chen Jingmo discussed with the nurse that if he couldn't come the next morning, he would ask her to buy a meal for Erdan and Li Dezhong. He would pay her back in advance. After going downstairs, he skillfully opened a website and memorized the location and time on it.

At 11 o'clock, at Pusa Mountain, Chen Jingmo, wearing a mask, was selecting a vehicle.

This racing competition is a one-off event, and the winner will receive 200,000. He used to win one or two million in a single race, but it was too dangerous. Compared to that, this race in a small town should be much safer. After dying once, Chen Jingmo is now more afraid of death.

To his surprise, someone was livestreaming, and they made a living from the tips they received during the livestreams.

Damn, I was careless.

"Are you new here?"

"Um."

"You're quite aloof. Well then, let me explain the rules to you. From here to the top of the mountain, the first place winner gets 200,000, the second and third place winners get 50,000, and there are no other coins."

"Understood."

Huang Mao glanced at Chen Jingmo, then smiled and pointed at the car he had chosen. "You have good taste, but the mountain roads are difficult to navigate. If someone dies, it's none of our business."

Chen Jingmo sneered, "Then you still dare to do a live stream?"