Charlie shook his head and said with a serious expression, “Olddy, given your health, even if you wanted to give your son a kidney, you wouldn’t be able to handle the anesthesia required for the operation.”


    The olddy was taken aback for a moment. She nced at Charlie, then at her son, whoy motionless on the hospital bed, and it seemed like she began to ept her grim reality.


    She slumped to the ground, her voice filled with deep sorrow as she murmured, “I have four sons; the first three have all died, and only my youngest remains. I’ve lived with him all these years—if he dies, I won’t be able to go on…”


    With that, the olddy looked up at Charlie, her eyes pleading. “Mr. Wade, please, I ask you to show mercy. When the timees, could you arrange for some strong workers to help us dig a hole to bury him? At least it would be a safe resting ce…”


    Charlie hadn’t realized that the olddy’s youngest son was her only surviving child.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Observing the olddy’s grief-stricken face, Charlie concluded that if her son were to pass away, she might very well sumb to her overwhelming sorrow right then and there.


    After a moment of contemtion, Charlie sighed and reassured the olddy, “You don’t need to be so despondent. I happen to have a medicinal pill that might save your son’s life.”


    As he spoke, Charlie reached into his pocket and pulled out a blood-scattering pill, handing it to the olddy.


    Seeing the olddy’s suffering, Charlie feltpelled to help. He didn’t want to see them both perish in despair and be buried far from home.


    As the olddy epted the pill, she asked hesitantly, “Mr. Wade…will this really save my youngest son?”


    Charlie nodded. “Yes, taking this could save his life. You can give half to him and take the other half yourself. This way, your son can recover, and your health may improve as well. It’s not impossible for you to live to 90 if things go well.”


    Overwhelmed by hope, the olddy expressed her gratitude, “Mr. Wade, thank you for your kindness!”


    Without hesitation, she ced the entire pill into her son’s mouth.


    At that moment, although the olddy was skeptical of the medicine’s effectiveness, she understood that this was herst hope and felt she had to try.


    What she never anticipated was that as soon as the pill entered her son’s mouth, it transformed into water and flowed into his system.<fned3c> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n findnovel</fned3c>


    Just as she was processing this, her son suddenly opened his eyes. Seeing his mother before him, he asked in confusion, “Mother? Am I… not dead?”


    Instantly filled with joy, the olddy embraced her son, eximing, “You’re not dead! You’re still alive!”


    The young man sat up instinctively, moving with surprising ease, showing no signs of weakness.


    As he gathered his bearings, he asked uncertainly, “Didn’t you say I was supposed to have surgery to remove a kidney? Wasn’t that operation happening?”


    The olddy, initially taken aback, quickly pulled her son closer and urged, “Hurry, bow to Mr. Wade! If it weren’t for him, you’d be gone.”


    Still surprised, the young man looked down to see arge incision on his abdomen, realizing that the surgery might have already happened.


    But seeing his mother kneeling, he joined her immediately on the ground.


    Looking up at Charlie, the olddy said gratefully, “Mr. Wade, thank you for saving my youngest!”


    Charlie shook his head gently, turning his attention to the middle-aged man nearby. “Remember, you must treat this olddy with kindness and ensure she has a good life in herter years.”


    The middle-aged man, sensing the gravity of the moment, quickly replied, “Don’t worry, I will!”


    Charlie nodded, just as Abbas began to move the bodies of those from Crazy Juarez. He instructed Abbas, “Gather all these victims and find a proper resting ce for them.”


    “Understood!” Abbas replied promptly, leading a few people to assist.


    Just then, the olddy recalled something and tugged at her sleeve. She removed a bracelet made of chicken blood vine and handed it to Charlie. “Mr. Wade, I have nothing to repay you with. This bracelet has been passed down in my family for over a thousand years, and it’s the only valuable item we possess. Please ept it!”


    Charlie smiled and replied, “Olddy, since it’s a family heirloom, you should keep it safe.”


    A man nearby who had helped the olddy chimed in, “Isn’t this just Scarlet Cane? Aunt, you can find these bracelets for ten yuan at roadside stalls in the southwest. How can something like this be a family heirloom for so long?”


    The olddy replied earnestly, “This is not just chicken blood vine; this is a phoenix bone vine!”