Feng Ling's eyes trembled and she looked at the old lady's eyes. "Granny, you…"
The old lady raised her hand to signal her not to be anxious.
"Not long ago, there was indeed a young man who was rushed here by the river. He was seriously injured, and there were no good doctors in this town. I saw that he was unconscious, but he looked Asian. I don't know which country he came from, but he was sent to an old doctor's home. It has been a few days, and I haven't paid much attention to him, but he should still be alive. If someone died here, everyone would know."
"There hasn't been any news for so many days. He should still be unconscious, but he's not dead…"
"Where is he?" Feng Ling's eyes were full of gratitude.
The old lady saw her anxious look and understood. She did not say much. "The doctor doesn't like to communicate with strangers. You guys don't speak the same language. Let me take you there."
