But what Xia Jin couldn't bear was that on the very day she investigated Ding Liang, an old beggar who had taken a painkiller had left the world without pain after being tortured by illness for several months without any medicine or medicine.
At this moment, Xia Li understood even more clearly that the reason she sold painkillers in this era was for her own survival. To others, it was to have a life of dignity, and even to leave this world in dignity.
As the sky gradually darkened, Xia Li's mood was extremely downcast. She felt as if she had fallen into an bottomless abyss of darkness, unable to see a single ray of light. She was even somewhat perplexed.
Did she now see the day when the sick, underclass people would be relieved of their suffering?
On both sides of the street, candles were lit. The dim light looked so small in the dark sky.
When she stood in front of Ding Liang's hospital entrance, the medicine clerk at the counter saw Xia Li and greeted her.
"Miss Xia Li, are you still not back yet? "What are you standing at the door for? Come on in."
The shop assistant said as he pulled Xia Li into the hospital area and sat down, then passionately poured her a cup of hot tea.
"Thank you. Where is Grand Master Ding?"
Xia Li took a sip of the hot tea and asked the shop assistant.
"Grand Master Ding, he went to the town's Steward Liu's home to treat Madam Liu and also sent her the painkillers. Miss, now that I think about it, it's all because of your contributions, the people in this town are about to step on our hospital's doorstep. This painkillers are hard to obtain!"
The shop assistant said, his face was filled with pride, but when he saw that Xia Li did not seem to be in a good mood, he quickly changed the topic.
"Miss, are you looking for Grand Master Ding?"
"En, today I am going to do some work in the town. I didn't expect that I would stay so late, so I thought about coming to Grand Master Ding to talk about the old days with my neighbor."
Xia Li pondered for a moment, and then found a reason to speak.
Miss, the few guest rooms in our hospital were originally all prepared for patients to treat. Now that they are filled with patients, only the Young Master Sun's room has a bed left. How about I go to the inn in town and arrange a room for you.
The doorman rolled his eyes, please try Xia Li's opinion.
"For the time being, there's no need to go through all that trouble. I can just directly stay in Sun Chun's room for the night.
Xia Li drank his last cup of tea, placed the teacup on the table and made his decision.
"Alright, then just follow me, Miss. Please come with me."
The shop assistant said, and led the way, bringing Xia Li to the guest room on hospital's second floor.
At this moment, the doors to some of the guest rooms on both sides of the corridor were opened. Walking over, one could see the patients inside who were drinking medicine, and some were even laying down on their beds to rest. Most of them were closed doors, but one could still hear the sounds of conversation inside.
The shop assistant knocked on the door three times, and a clear and cold voice came from inside.
"Who?"
"It's me."
Without waiting for the shop assistant's reply, Xia Li spoke first.
After the room became quiet for a moment, the door opened and Sun Chun walked out. He looked at Xia Li with a tired expression and his gaze was filled with questions.
"Young Master Sun, Miss Xia Li has matters to attend to outside, so the night has turned dark. She cannot rush back, so she said that she will stay in the same room with you tonight. Look …"
The shop assistant was not clear about the relationship between the two of them, and cautiously asked Sun Chun.
"Go and busy yourself first."