Eight years have passed, he's still going strong, but his girlfriend is having a mental breakdo

"I'm old and useless now."

Zhao Hongan said with a smile.

Shi Xia felt a pang of sadness seeing Zhao Hong'an's thin and weak appearance.

This is a single room with a bed, a private bathroom, a table, and a chair at the head of the bed.

Shi Xia and the other two casually placed the gifts they were carrying on the table.

"You guys, you came, but why did you bring anything?"

Although Zhao Hong'an said that, he was still quite happy to see that Shi Xia and the others had brought gifts to visit him.

Everyone prefers to associate with people who are grateful and repay kindness.

Shi Xia quickly replied, "It's nothing. Sir, we came to thank you for what happened this morning."

Seeing their reserved manner, Zhao Hong'an smiled and said, "No need to be so polite. I'm just an old man who doesn't have many days left to live. If I can help you young people, it's a way of doing something meaningful in my last moments. When I die, as long as you can remember me from time to time, it will be enough to make my life worthwhile."

Upon hearing this, Shi Xia's eyes reddened, and tears almost fell.

How lonely and isolated must Grandpa Zhao be to say such pessimistic things?

"Sir, don't worry, you're in such good health, you'll definitely live another year or two..."

Zhao Hongan's old face immediately darkened.

That poor kid, if you can't speak properly, then speak less.

Shi Xia is the type of person who talks first and thinks later.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized she had said the wrong thing.

"No, no, no. What I mean is... you'll definitely live a long time, sir. We'll come to visit you often in the future."

The two best friends chimed in:

"Yes, yes, yes. We'll come to see you often, sir."

"Sir, please treat us like your goddaughters. If you need anything, just come to us."

Yang Ruixi, in particular, reached out and shook Zhao Hongan's arm, with a hint of coquetry in her voice.

Goddaughter?

Zhao Hong'an was tempted.

Godfather and goddaughter...

This doesn't sound like a proper relationship at all.

Really like.

But Zhao Hong'an didn't know Tongzi's attitude.

The system panel displays the target goddess.

If Zhao Hongan recognizes Shi Xia as his goddaughter and gets the nature of the relationship wrong, causing the system to fail a task, that would be terrible.

Yang Ruixi is a good candidate.

But a master of the Eighteen Cuts technique might not be able to withstand it if they have any illnesses or something...

Zhao Hongan chuckled and said, "I just moved here yesterday, and I ran into you all this morning. It's fate, isn't it? If you don't mind this old man, feel free to come to me if you ever have any difficulties. I can't help with other things, but if you need money, I can certainly lend a hand."

"Especially Shi Xia, seeing you reminds me of..."

Zhao Hong'an showed a nostalgic expression, as if he was thinking of a deceased friend.

I rely on!

There's some juicy gossip!

Both Yang Ruixi and her companion were burning with gossip.

Shi Xia's heart was also racing, filled with curiosity.

Unfortunately, Zhao Hong'an didn't continue the conversation, changing his tone abruptly: "Girl, I accidentally fell yesterday and twisted my arm. Could you help me put some medicine on it?"

Shi Xia nodded immediately: "Of course."

Zhao Hongan pointed to a bottle of liniment on the bedside table, took off his coat, and exposed his arm.

There was a bruise on his arm.

This injury was caused by Hu Rui pushing him down yesterday; it's not too serious.

Shi Xia looked on, feeling very distressed.

Grandpa Zhao is so old, yet he still has to suffer like this.

She really wanted to comfort the old man.

Shi Xia first applied the liniment to her hands, and then, with her fair and delicate hands, she rubbed it on Grandpa Zhao's hands.

She looked serious and moved gently, trying to ensure the medicine was absorbed well while being careful not to hurt Grandpa Zhao.

Zhao Hongan felt the delicacy of Shi Xia's small hands and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"A little lower..."

"Push harder."

"hiss……"

"Yes, that's it."

Shi Xia was very careful, and her technique was quite good.

After applying the medicine, Zhao Hongan stretched his arm and felt much more relaxed than before, looking quite satisfied.

Shi Xia was also very happy.

Grandpa Zhao has helped her so much; he really put his heart into supporting her.

She had nothing to repay the old man with, but she felt at ease knowing she could do something for him and make him feel comfortable.

As Zhao Hongan dressed, he said, "The girl's technique is quite good. It's so nice to have someone help you. Last night, I tried to do it myself, but it just didn't feel right."

Shi Xia immediately replied, "If you'd like, sir, I'll come over tomorrow morning to help you with it."

Zhao Hongan: "Then I'll have to trouble you."

He looked at Shi Xia's pretty face and laughed, "If you help me with this so early in the morning, it might make you late for work."

"I see your electric scooter is pretty old. I'll transfer you some money so you can buy a new one."

As he spoke, Zhao Hongan took out his phone and transferred the money directly.

"No need, sir..."

Just as Shi Xia was about to refuse, a text message from the bank arrived.

She casually opened it and glanced at it, her eyes widening in shock.

Twenty thousand.

Zhao Hongan actually transferred 20,000 yuan to her directly.

The two best friends who were watching were incredibly envious.

After deductions for social insurance and housing fund, their monthly salary is less than 4,000 yuan.

Not enough money.

It's simply not enough to cover the expenses.

They're young girls, and their spending is high.

Everyone's credit cards are in installment payment debt.

Twenty thousand yuan is not a small amount for them.

Shi Xia has not done anything, she just helped Grandpa Zhao apply some liniment, and she has received 20,000 yuan?

Grandpa, I can also apply liniment for bruises and sprains.

You can even apply it to me!

Zhao Hongan raised his hand and pressed down on Shi Xia's hand: "You don't need to be so polite with me. I don't even know how many days I have left to live. In the end, when I'm gone, the money will just sit in the bank account and become a dead account, which will only benefit the bank."

"Money is of little use to me now. This little bit of money is nothing to me. Giving it to you, if it can help you, then it will be making the best use of it."

Shi Xia looked at the money in her bank account, then at Grandpa Zhao's aged face, and thought about how he had been driven out of his home and was now all alone. Touched by this, Shi Xia's eyes reddened, and she burst into tears.

She threw herself into Zhao Hong'an's arms and cried, "Grandpa, don't worry. I will definitely come to see you every day from now on and serve you until I die. I will never let you be lonely."

Two close friends watched from the side, their eyes red with envy.

An old man who had nothing left but money.

Unfortunately, this old man was in poor health and didn't have many days left to live. He felt that money was useless and only wanted to help the young people...

This isn't just a lord, this is an extremely important person!

Uncle Zhao, please don't just stare at Shi Xia, open your eyes and see how beautiful I am.

[Congratulations, host, for gifting 20,000 yuan. 200,000 yuan will be returned.]

[Shi Xia's affection level +1, currently at 88 points.]

Zhao Hong'an's face had darkened when he heard Shi Xia talking about life and death, but his expression immediately brightened when he saw the system notification.

A tenfold return of 200,000 yuan, with profits as stable as a rock.

More importantly, Shi Xia's favorability rating increased again, reaching 88 points.

If you improve two more points, you can successfully turn the tables.

88 points of favorability is already at an extremely close level.

So, Shi Xia didn't even care about what others thought, nor did she think Zhao Hong'an had any old-fashioned air about him, and she threw herself into his arms.