Indeed, after all, foreigners held a high status in South City. Whenever they appeared, they were always surrounded by a huge entourage, making a grand spectacle. In contrast, people like the vendor, living in such poverty-stricken conditions, were truly rare. Dong Huiying observed for a while and discovered that the vendor’s left hand seemed to be crippled, similar to Zhi Chen from the past. Perhaps his tendons were severed, and he sat cross-legged on the ground, his ankle bent, indicating he was also lame. This reminded her of Yixuan... "Shu Yu?" She turned to look at Shu Yu, who understood and took out a purse from her bosom. Dong Huiying held the purse and approached the foreign man, saying in fluent foreign language, "I’ll take all of these." His name was William, and he had traveled across the sea out of a longing for Eastern culture. But ever since arriving in the Eastern Land Dayuan, he had indeed endured much hardship and suffering. All of these herbs were collected by him from the mountains. He thought of the woman at home who had stayed by his side through thick and thin. She was a woman born and raised in Dayuan, who had married several husbands, but people in Dayuan said she was cursed, as her husbands died shortly after marrying her. When he was at his lowest, that woman still treated him well and warmly, unable to bear seeing him destitute. But now, the woman was ill, and he had not a penny to his name. Even the herbs he had collected from the mountains had been displayed for sale for several days without a single purchase. William sighed deeply, feeling rather upset. At this moment, he suddenly heard fluent and authentic foreign language. Startled, he looked up and saw a young woman dressed in purple. "I’ll take all of these." William was taken aback and then replied, "Miss, have you ever been to my country?" The customs here in Dayuan were closed off. People like him who came from overseas were generally referred to as foreign people. However, they didn’t realize that overseas countries were numerous; even if they all appeared to be white, they might not all belong to the same country. The girl smiled mysteriously, "I am a Doctor, and it so happens that I’ve been quite free recently. I can heal these injuries on you, including those on your face." After that, she gave him her address, thinking it might be a good deed to forge some positive fate, as his old injuries—scarred face, crippled arm, lame foot—reminded her of those restless and troublesome men from her home. William appeared bewildered, as if he couldn’t quite process it. Thinking to himself, what a strange woman! Could she truly be a doctor with such kindness? Finally, they completed the transaction. William received a pouch of coins, while Dong Huiying obtained a bunch of dried, unattractive-looking herbs. However, Dong Huiying was quite pleased internally because these medicinal herbs... She allowed a small smile to escape. But when she returned home and saw the man waiting at the courtyard gate for her and Shu Yu to come back, her smile gradually faded away. She looked intently at him and asked, "Do you, are you willing, willing to remember?" The man was slightly startled, as if unsure how to reply. Upon seeing his expression, she understood. She was willing to help that foreigner heal his old ailments not just because of the painful reminders of the past, not just because his wounds reminded her of many memories, but also because among the foreigner’s herbs, there were those which Zhi Chen needed...