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“All right, all right, just go ahead and down this drink and you’ll start feeling better almost immediately! Just hang tight here, okay? I’ve got a lunch simmering away at home, and it should be ready before you know it. I’ll rush back and bring it right over for you.”

The health center was conveniently situated very close to Blaine’s house. Given its proximity, the round trip to fetch a home–cooked meal from his own farm took barely ten minutes.

The egg spaghetti, served warm, was not only soft and comforting to eat but were also particularly. beneficial for soothing the stomach.

Aware that Blaine had offered the best he could from his own resources, Josiah mulled over ways to show his appreciation once the chief had departed.

While the easiest and most straightforward gesture would have been to offer money, Josiah had used up all the cash he had on him during his travels to the village. It became evident that this quaint, remote mountain village was not equipped to handle electronic payments.

Having received his IV drip in the morning, Josiah found himself with no pressing engagements for the remainder of the day. Opting to remain at the consultation room under the guise of needing further recovery time, he inquired of Lysander, “Is there a bank nearby?”

Lysander pondered this for a moment before responding. “No, there isn’t one around here. The closest ATM is back in town. Do you need something from there?”

This distance was rather far. Realizing the impractical distance, Josiah resignedly admitted, “There’s no point then.”

After he completed his IV drip, the afternoon had arrived. With no other obligations, Josiah decid

volunteer his time at the health center.

to

While he wasn’t qualified to assist in medical tasks, he was perfectly able to help the elderly gentleman make his way to the restroom. His height also made him ideal for supporting the IV bag.

Around the same time as the previous day, the young nurse approached them with an invitation for dinner from Blaine,

she fo

Lysander hadn’t completed her shift the previous evening, and she felt quite guilty about asking the nurses to cover for her yet again today. Despite this, she didn’t want to cause any offense to Blaine and permitted. Josiah to go.

evening, Josiah was familiar with the route and made his way to the village chief’s residence alone. Upon arrival, he saw Blaine’s wife busily preparing

was hung high from the beams of their homes and was a prized delicacy in the village. As she teetered on a stool trying to reach it, the stool

forward to assist, his pulse racing as he urged, “Mrs. Alvarez, please step

age as Susan, but they appeared

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elderly, Josiah was always concerned about their welfare. Before she could protest, he had already tiptoed to retrieve the hanging cured meat, presenting it to her with a gentle, “Here you

I can’t possibly thank you enough. You are… truly a blessing,” gushed Anita, overwhelmed with gratitude.

the gesture as a triviality, reassuring her,

“Mr. Guerra, you and Dr. Thorne are truly kind souls, unlike those

he pricked up his

of others, Anita nevertheless continued, prompted by his evident curiosity. “Our village was always known for its poverty. Occasionally, visitors would come to take photographs and look around, but almost all of them complained about the conditions and chose to drive back to the city to

charm. If the countryside were

a sigh, Anita replied, “It’s wonderful that you

way.”

environment so much, why do they even come here? Were they also intending to provide medical assistance?”

discussed the topic. “Our village stretches across the surrounding mountains and appears vast due to our sparse population. Just beyond the village, along a narrow path, there are several large ponds used by the villagers

supports both fish and lotus roots must indeed offer a splendid view.”

Many wealthy individuals who visit find the place beautiful and want to develop it

the

simplicity of the village made it appealing for those seeking a respite from city

If there w

or even just a decent guesthouse, it could be an

village. He would go out of his way to show them around the mountains and offer them our local fish and lotus roots, but nothing substantial ever came of it. Now, he’s grown old and

not have been so fervent. As he aged, his main desire was to do something meaningful for the villagers before his tenure

ended.

pondered aloud, “Did they abandon their plans because