I rang the doorbell, and it was Xiang Beifei who answered the door. His awkward eyes were filled with confusion, but after I explained my purpose, he hurriedly welcomed me into the house.
The room was dimly lit, and I could smell a strong scent of medicine, accompanied by the heavy coughing of an elderly man. Upon asking, I learned that Xiang Beifei was preparing medicine for his grandfather, who suffered from severe chronic asthma. His condition had flared up in recent days, causing intense coughing fits.
I asked him why he hadn't gone to the hospital?
He replied, "We don't have the money."
Upon hearing this, my heart felt heavy.
In this day and age of rapidly advancing technology, asthma has long been conquered, and yet some people still suffer from it due to poverty.
It turns out a speck of dust in the era of systems is a mountain on the shoulders of a level N Awakener.