"Huang Zhiqing, can you take the bus by yourself? If not, I can drive you directly to the county hospital."
"Thank you, sir, I'm fine. I can take the bus, I don't want to trouble you."
"It's nothing, it's nothing. You young girls must take care of your health.
You have left home to come here; nothing is more important than your health."
"Thank you, sir."
The ox cart moved very slowly, slower than walking, but it was quite comfortable.
When they reached the township's bus station, the old man watched Huang Ying get on the bus, and he even instructed the conductor to take care of her.
The gentle warmth in her heart almost made Huang Ying want to cry.
If she ever had the ability, she would definitely repay all those who had been kind to her.
After a long and bumpy ride, she finally arrived in the county. Huang Ying told Wang Shulin she was going to the city, so he wouldn't know she was in the county town.
