Bringing three little treasures out at once, she only had two hands. There was no other choice—she could only negotiate with the children to take turns holding her hand. But the three little ones seemed to have already agreed on something.
Every time, it ended up with Dabao holding Little Treasure’s hand, Little Treasure holding her hand, and she holding Erbao’s hand.
This formation had never changed since the children first learned to walk.
Even though the two brothers often argued over it, in the end, they would still maintain this arrangement.
Ruan Tinghe knew they were simply too sensible.
Dabao was strong and larger than Erbao and Little Treasure, so he voluntarily gave up holding his mother’s hand and chose to protect his sister instead.
Little Treasure, being weak in health, stayed safely in the middle so their mother wouldn’t worry.
Erbao obediently held onto their mother’s other side, always paying attention to her, while also being able to protect her.
One big and three small walked off the train in a line. The adult was bright and strikingly beautiful, while the children were obedient and adorable. The moment they appeared, they attracted a lot of attention.
But that attention was quickly diverted by a sudden cry.
“Help! Somebody helps! Is there a doctor?!”
Following the sound, they saw a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old young man clutching his throat with one hand while frantically digging at his mouth with the other. Gagging sounds came from his throat, but nothing came out.
It was obvious—something was stuck in his throat.
Beside him was an elderly woman with silver hair, anxiously patting his back while calling for help.
Unfortunately, all she got was a crowd of onlookers—no one stepped forward.
The young man’s face was already turning bluish from suffocation, his eyes bulging, pupils dilating.
This was a matter of life and death.
Ruan Tinghe didn’t hesitate.
“Dabao, take care of your younger siblings.”
She told the children quickly and rushed over.
Pulling the young man from behind, she wrapped her arms around his abdomen and performed the Heimlich maneuver she had once learned in school. Her movements were quick and precise. After several thrusts, the young man suddenly opened his mouth—and a round candied hawthorn popped out.
Only then did Ruan Tinghe finally breathe a sigh of relief.
She released him.
The young man immediately collapsed to the ground, crying loudly.
“Grandma… I’m scared…”
The silver-haired grandmother hurriedly held him and wiped her tears.
“My good grandson, you scared Grandma to death… Oh dear, your hand is bleeding! Why did you bite yourself so hard…”
“Grandma…
A-Ze hurts…”
Only then did Ruan Tinghe notice something was off—the young man didn’t seem mentally normal.
Little Treasure’s short legs pattered over.
“Ah ah~”
She stretched out her little hand, revealing two bandage stickers in her palm—one with a strawberry bear, one with a rabbit police officer.
“What is this…” the grandmother said, confused.
Little Treasure saw they weren’t taking them, so she simply tore one off herself and gently stuck it onto the young man’s bleeding finger. Then she puffed on it softly and made a little “fly away” gesture.
Erbao, seeing that the two were still confused, sighed and translated.
“My sister says—blow-blow, and the pain will fly away!”
Little Treasure nodded vigorously, then pressed the other bandage into the young man’s hand and ran back to hug Ruan Tinghe’s leg, looking up at her with bright, sparkling eyes.
She was clearly asking for praise.
Ruan Tinghe picked her up immediately. “Little Treasure is amazing.”
She had actually been a little worried just now, afraid the young man might hurt the child. But when she recalled how he struggled earlier, he hadn’t kicked or hit her during the rescue—he had only cried afterward. That was why she allowed Little Treasure to approach him.
“Miss,” the grandmother said after calming down. She stood up and took out several banknotes. “Thank you for saving my grandson.”
Ruan Tinghe was short on money, but seeing the young man’s foolish look and the grandmother’s white hair, and judging from their simple clothing, she felt they probably weren’t wealthy.
She couldn’t bring herself to accept it.
“No need, Grandma. You should take your grandson to the hospital to check his throat. He might have been injured after being stuck for so long.”
With that, Ruan Tinghe turned to leave with the three children.
The grandmother looked at the money in her hand and thought the girl was truly kind-hearted.
Just as Ruan Tinghe stepped out of the train station and was considering whether to find a hotel first or rent a place near the hospital, the grandmother actually caught up to them—with the young man in tow.
“Miss, we finally caught up to you,” she said, panting as she grabbed Ruan Tinghe’s arm tightly, afraid she might disappear.
“My eldest grandson will be picking us up soon. Let us give you and the children a ride. It’s hard to get a taxi here at the train station.”
Just as she finished speaking, a car stopped in front of them.
A man wearing glasses stepped out. His sharp gaze swept over Ruan Tinghe before he took the luggage from the grandmother.
“Grandma, didn’t I say I would go back to the countryside to pick you and A-Ze up? Why did you come to the city yourselves?”
His tone was reproachful but filled with worry.
The grandmother rolled her eyes. “Hmph, you busy man. You said you’d come months ago. Did you come?”
“I…” the man looked guilty. He really had been too busy.
“Oh right, let me introduce you,” the grandmother said, pulling Ruan Tinghe over. “This is the lifesaver of A-Ze. Miss, what was your name again?”
The man looked at her directly, assessing her without hiding it.
Ruan Tinghe met his gaze openly without backing down.
He wore casual clothes and leather shoes. There was a faint smell of disinfectant on him, and two shallow marks near his cheeks and ears—likely from a mask.
A doctor.
She immediately concluded it.
The disinfectant smell was just like in hospitals, and the marks matched those left by wearing a mask.
Ruan Tinghe originally intended to decline the grandmother’s enthusiasm, but now she changed her mind.
Even if she didn’t take the money, this connection might be useful.
If he really was a doctor, he might be able to help Little Treasure.
So she smiled faintly and introduced herself.
“My name is Ruan Tinghe. Grandma, you can just call me Xiaohuo.”
“Good, good,” the grandmother said happily. “My surname is Qin. You can call me Grandma Qin. This is my eldest grandson, Yin Quan.” She pointed to the man, then to the young man. “And this is my younger grandson, Yin Ze.”
Ruan Tinghe nodded politely at Yin Quan.
“Xiaohuo, where are you staying? Let Quan give you a ride. It’s not easy for you to take three children around the train station.”
Ruan Tinghe decided to build goodwill and openly stated her purpose in Shanghai.
“I brought the children here to see a doctor. I was planning to find a hotel nearby.”
“To see a doctor?” Grandma Qin’s gaze shifted to the three children.
Dabao waved with a grin. “Grandma Qin, I’m Dabao.”
Erbao tugged at her sleeve. “Grandma, I’m Erbao. I’m really good at drawing.”
Little Treasure tilted her head, blinked, and revealed a toothy little smile. “Mm-mm!”
Grandma Qin paused, then gently patted Little Treasure’s head.
“All good children.”
She could see the difference in Little Treasure. Because of Yin Ze, she understood what Ruan Tinghe was going through, and her gratitude toward her deepened, mixed with sympathy.