In the face of reality, the waiter helplessly shook his head.
"I'm sorry, but I am helpless too; without money, no one can get treatment. Doctor Tang has already helped you and your grandmother a lot; it's not reasonable to expect him to keep paying, is it? Besides, you have no ability to repay him."
"I do, I have it—I can sell myself. As long as it saves my Grandma, I'd even sell myself,"
Before the girl could finish speaking, the waiter looked at her with a pained expression.
"Even if you sold yourself, how much silver would you actually fetch? I'm afraid it wouldn't even cover one of your Grandma's treatment expenses. Girl, go back, spend time with your Grandma, see what she wants to eat, and try to get some for her. That way, at least your time together won't feel wasted."
On hearing this, the girl grew even more desperate, sitting at the entrance of the pharmacy, crying her heart out, which pitied me to see.
