After reviving the old man, Ling Zhenfei returned to his seat. When the train arrived at the station, he and Yang Zixuan got off together, as if the rescue on the train had nothing to do with him.
Still, some people recognized Ling Zhenfei and greeted him. Yang Zixuan, confused as to why so many people knew Ling Zhenfei, looked puzzled.
Exiting the train station, Ling Zhenfei had too many personal matters to attend to, so he hailed a cab for Yang Zixuan to send her home.
Just as he was about to hail a cab for himself, someone suddenly grabbed his arm from behind.
"Benefactor, I finally caught up with you. Why did you leave just like that?"
The person who grabbed him was the boy from the train. Judging from his breathless state, he must have chased after Ling Zhenfei in a hurry.
"Didn't we already save the old man? Why aren't you accompanying him to the hospital instead of chasing after me?"
