Chapter 166: 166, Misunderstanding Chapter 166: 166, Misunderstanding Song Yan Ning nodded, finished her bread, took two sips of water, and put the water back in her bag.
The middle-aged woman saw that Song Yan Ning wasn’t paying attention to her and gave a bitter smile before turning her head away. She must think I’m foolish to be talking to her like this.
“How is he now?” Song Yan Ning looked towards the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman turned back in surprise, “Are you talking to me?”
Song Yan Ning nodded, “How is your husband’s situation now?”
“He’s in the hospital receiving treatment. His co-worker phoned me; they said his injuries are quite serious.” Worry filled the middle-aged woman’s eyes. Knowing her husband was hurt, she had brought all the family’s savings and even borrowed some from relatives, managing to gather twenty thousand yuan, but she was uncertain if that would be enough to treat Heizi’s leg.
“I’ll accompany you to the hospital once we get off the train,” Song Yan Ning said. She was helping out because the woman seemed kind-hearted; otherwise, she wouldn’t normally meddle in such matters.
“That’s very kind of you, but please don’t trouble yourself,” the middle-aged woman shook her head. She knew Song Yan Ning meant well, but they were strangers after all, and what was she thinking bringing a child to the hospital?
Song Yan Ning realized she had been somewhat abrupt and thought for a moment before taking out a porcelain bottle and handing it to the middle-aged woman, “This is a wound medicine prepared by my grandfather. It’s quite effective for treating injuries.”
“Thank you!” The middle-aged woman took the porcelain bottle and put it in her bag. After a moment, she took out US$ 100 and handed it to Song Yan Ning, “This is for the medicine.” This child must also have it tough, otherwise she wouldn’t be making a living by selling medicine. Her earlier offer to go to the hospital must have been to market this medicine. Should she take her along to the hospital? With so many patients there, there would always be some who needed it, even if just to sell one or two bottles.
“This is a gift; you don’t need to pay,” Song Yan Ning said with a smile as she refused.
“How could I not pay? Please take it,” the middle-aged woman insisted, forcing the US$ 100 into Song Yan Ning’s hand. She couldn’t take advantage of this child, even though she didn’t think much of the medicine.
Seeing that she couldn’t refuse, Song Yan Ning accepted the money, thinking she could always give it back later.
“Do you want to come to the hospital with me? I can help you sell this medicine when we get there,” the middle-aged woman decided in her heart and said to Song Yan Ning.
“Ah?” Song Yan Ning was stunned. Did she really think she was a medicine peddler?
“Yangcheng Station is coming up. Please take your belongings…” The announcement for the upcoming Yangcheng Station came over the speakers.
Song Yan Ning stood up and started walking towards the train door with everyone else.
“Aren’t you really coming to the hospital with me?” the middle-aged woman asked again. Song Yan Ning must be too embarrassed to say no, but with her help, she could assist in selling the medicine, which wouldn’t be easy for a young girl like Song Yan Ning trying to make a living outside.
Song Yan Ning shook her head with a smile.
“I can really help you, although I can’t guarantee selling a lot, selling one or two bottles should be possible,” the middle-aged woman persisted earnestly. She genuinely wanted to help Song Yan Ning.
“You’re mistaken; I don’t sell medicines,” Song Yan Ning said, half laughing.
“Are you really not? Or is it just too embarrassing?” the middle-aged woman inspected Song Yan Ning skeptically.
“I really am not,” Song Yan Ning said with a bitter smile. She had only intended to give her a bottle of medicine out of kindness, not anticipating such a misunderstanding.
The middle-aged woman took out another two hundred yuan and handed it to Song Yan Ning, “Then sell me two more bottles.” She was short on cash and could only help this much.
Song Yan Ning rolled her eyes speechlessly, aware that the woman meant well, “Auntie, thank you! But I really have to go now.” If she were to sell her medicine, even for ten thousand yuan, it would be considered cheap.
“Young miss, wait, take these two hundred,” the middle-aged woman chased after Song Yan Ning, but soon she could no longer see her figure.