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Chapter 291 The Mysterious Old Man in the Chinese Tunic
Yuan's father was discharged from the hospital this morning, but Yuan Miao still did not show up.

After everything was arranged, before Yuan Ya left the house, Yuan's mother brought up the old story again, hinting at the family situation, that they couldn't even afford the tuition fees of the three of them.

Yuan Ya said that she was already thinking of a way.

Sitting in the car, she silently looked at the hurrying passers-by with gloomy eyes.

While waiting for the red light, her eyes were attracted by the outdoor bulletin board on the side of the road.

"Feizi, go to the side and wait for me!"

After she finished speaking, she got out of the car and ran towards the bulletin board.

This is a small boutique store, and there is a message for recruiting a small store salesperson on the notice.

After asking, she knew that they had already recruited people, but Yuan Ya's eyes lit up.

She quickly collected the recruitment information of some small odd jobs. Although the salary is not much, at least it can be considered an income.

Yuan Ya's interview schedule quickly filled up, from hotel waiters to sales at commercial counters, to cashiers in small supermarkets.

Feizi really wanted the boss to arrange an easier job for Miss Yuan.

Of course, just think about it.

After getting along for so long, he also understood Yuan Ya's character, she looked weak, but she was actually very stubborn.

"... Feizi? What's the matter with you, Feizi? The car has already gone too far!"

Yuan Ya wanted to cry without tears, calling out to the driver who ran to outer space.

It seems that I will be late for the interview today in all likelihood.

It was only then that Feizi realized that he had passed.

"Ah... my God! I'll turn back at the intersection ahead!"

Yuan Ya shook her head, "Forget it, the traffic jam is serious now, I'll just run there!"

Looking at the traffic jam, Fei Zi could only nod his head and let Yuan Ya get out of the car first.

When running halfway, Yuan Ya suddenly heard a commotion from behind, mixed with the exclamation of several women and children.

She glanced back, and the crowd was gathering towards her side and rear.

One can vaguely see an old man with pale temples and wearing a Chinese tunic suit, staggering to the ground.

The crowd had formed a circle, only whispers could be heard, but no one dared to approach the old man.

With so many people nearby, Yuan Ya didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so she rushed to the interview first.

It can be seen that the old man's right hand is trembling, and he is groping for the pocket on his chest.

His hands trembled so badly that it was very difficult for him to move.

At this critical moment, the old man's face was pale, but no one was willing to help.

There were even a few people who turned around and walked away as if they were watching a play.

Yuan Ya frowned, and was about to go over to help, when a middle-aged woman beside her suddenly stopped her.

"Little girl, don't be impulsive. You can't do good things casually now. You haven't watched the news. What if you get robbed of money?"

A few more people echoed in low voices, persuading her not to meddle in her own business.

"Thank you, auntie, I can tell whether his face is real or not. I also hope that you will be healthy when you get old and don't get sick. If you are sick, don't come out and run around. In case something happens to you , it is estimated that others will think that you are extorting money."

Ignoring the woman's annoyed complaints, Yuan Ya rushed over with a suffocating breath.

The old man had already taken out the medicine bottle at this time, but he couldn't unscrew it because his hands were shaking.

Yuan Ya snatched the bottle, followed the instructions above, poured out two pills and fed them into his mouth.

She glanced at the indifferent crowd around her, and the smoldering fire suddenly surged up,

"If you don't want to help, please go farther away, so as not to affect the air flow here!"

The crowd was a little guilty by what she said, and there was no excitement to watch, so they dispersed a lot.

No one wants to find trouble for nothing and make a fuss.

(End of this chapter)