"No need to pay?" Ren Feng was a bit surprised.
"Yes, your bill was settled by the elderly gentleman from earlier, and another gentleman asked me to convey his respect to you." The owner said.
"Really?" Ren Feng smiled, "Alright, if they paid, they paid. Rumei, Keqing, let's go."
Seeing Ren Feng wanted to leave, the owner hesitated and caught up with him.
"Mr. Ren Feng, can I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead."
"I'd like to ask, why did you help him?" the South Korean owner stared at Ren Feng intently.
"Why did I help him?" Ren Feng thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I couldn't think of a reason not to."
"But you're from Huaxia."
"That's right, but medicine knows no borders, whether it's Chinese medicine, Korean medicine, or Western medicine. The ultimate goal of medicine is to save lives and benefit humanity."
Ren Feng gently said, "If I didn't save him, my conscience as a healer wouldn't be at ease."
