She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Luo Yusheng was moved by how pitiful he sounded.

What illness does your wife have?

As soon as he finished speaking, the worker took out his old cell phone and shakily opened the photo album.

Luo Yusheng took a look and, although it was blurry, she could still make out that it was a payment reminder message and electronic medical record from the hospital.

It says in black and white on the paper that it's early-stage uterine cancer.

Uterine cancer?

This is not an ordinary cancer.

Luo Yusheng unconsciously tightened her grip on the phone.

Thinking back to my past life, I also had cervical cancer.

A person was starving and freezing in a tiny rented room, and no one cared about them.

Only she knows how miserable it is to have cancer.

The despair I felt back then was all retribution for my own stupidity and wickedness.

Despite having her family fortune stolen by Ji Tingxiao and Song Qianqian, she couldn't even get a single penny of charity.

Now that she has been given a second chance at life, she will never repeat the same mistakes.

Luo Yusheng returned the phone to the worker and comforted him, "Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with the treatment in the early stages of cancer, you will be fine."

With today's advanced medical technology, many cancer patients have successfully fought off cancer.

But the worker just shook his head in despair: "Although it can be treated, my family is dirt poor and has no money for treatment at all."

As he was speaking, he leaned out and gave a miserable laugh: "I have accident insurance. If I jump from here, I'll get a lot of money, and then my wife will have money for medical treatment!"

Luo Yusheng's heart tightened, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw his eager actions.

"Don't be impulsive!"

She squatted down and reached out to grab the worker's arm.

Fortunately, the scaffolding was securely fastened, and no accident occurred.

The people below were all quite frightened, especially the secretary.

Before Luo Zhengdong went on his business trip, he repeatedly told her to take good care of Luo Yusheng.

This is his precious daughter; he absolutely cannot allow anything to go wrong.

"Don't worry, there's definitely a way to solve this."

Luo Yusheng held onto the worker tightly, using all her strength.

Seeing his ashen face, she felt terrible.

"I can help you!"

"As long as you post a request for help online, there will definitely be kind-hearted people who will donate money."

The worker was not very educated and this was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing.

But judging from Luo Yusheng's expression, he didn't seem to be lying.

He was overjoyed and asked repeatedly, "Are you telling the truth?! Don't lie to me!"

True to her word, Luo Yusheng immediately took out her phone and opened the Waterdrop Crowdfunding page.

She first asked the workers to send her all the medical records and payment reports, and then uploaded them one by one.

After I finished doing all this and just submitted it, my phone vibrated.

The above shows that the application has been approved.

Luo Yusheng took the lead and donated 10,000 yuan in front of the workers.

Although it wasn't much, it was enough to comfort the workers.

“Look, as long as we share this donation link, people can donate money to help treat your wife’s illness.”

The workers witnessed the whole process and were already in tears.

He had only met Luo Yusheng for the first time, and this young girl was already so kind.

Seeing his wavering, Luo Yusheng seized the opportunity to say, "Let's go down first. There's still hope for the future."

The worker finally listened, nodded, and followed her down from the scaffold.

Only when her feet touched the ground again did Luo Yusheng realize that her actions had been too impulsive.

Fortunately, not only was he unharmed, but he also managed to persuade the workers to come down.

As soon as Luo Yusheng turned her head, she saw a group of reporters walking towards them.

In less than a minute, a number of people had gathered around the worker.

Why did you choose to jump off a building at the construction site?

"Was it because the Luo family treated the workers poorly that this incident occurred?"

"Have you ever regretted standing on the scaffolding?"

One sharp question after another reached the workers' ears.

This was the first time he had encountered this situation, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

The worker kept his head down and remained silent, but the reporter did not let him off the hook and continued to press him for answers.

Upon seeing this, Luo Yusheng immediately took over the conversation.

"Please don't make wild guesses. This worker was having a breakdown because he was facing difficulties."

After she finished speaking, she took the opportunity to show everyone the Waterdrop Crowdfunding homepage.

"This is a crowdfunding campaign I just helped his wife apply for. I hope everyone can show some kindness and help this poor couple."

Having worked as a journalist for many years, I naturally know what kind of content is most attractive, and I immediately gave it a close-up shot.

The secretary, who was not far away, was not idle either.

Luo Yusheng's move will certainly attract a lot of attention to the Luo family.

This is a great opportunity to promote the company!

So she stepped forward, raised her voice, and, in full view of everyone, voluntarily donated 10,000 yuan.

Seeing that the young lady and her secretary had donated money, several other managers at the construction site followed suit, each donating two thousand yuan.

Waterdrop Crowdfunding received tens of thousands of yuan in donations in just half an hour after its launch.

This is good news for the workers.

The worker, watching the numbers on his phone steadily increase, was moved to tears.

He came from the countryside, penniless and powerless, and the only way he could express his gratitude was...

In front of dozens of people, the worker suddenly bent down and was about to kowtow to Luo Yusheng.

Fortunately, Luo Yusheng reacted in time and pressed down on his shoulders with both hands.

"useless!"

"This is just a small favor for me. As long as your wife gets better, it's nothing at all."

The reporter seized the moment and snapped several photos, intending to put them in the news later.

After calming the worker down, Luo Yusheng had him taken away to rest.

The reporter showed no sign of leaving and held the microphone to her mouth.

"Miss Luo, what is your purpose in helping this worker? Is it to demonstrate the humanity of the Luo family?"

She smiled gently: "As a successor of the new era, I believe I can provide some help to the vulnerable within my own capacity."

Her statement was impeccable.

The reporter asked a few more questions, which she answered with ease.

The farce is over, and construction must resume.

Luo Yusheng told the reporters to go back first, while she and her secretary went to the construction site's rest room.

The worker's eyes remained fixed on the phone screen.

Luo Yusheng stepped forward: "You don't need to worry about what happens next. Go back and take good care of your wife."

The worker nodded, and before leaving, he bowed deeply to her.

Looking at his slightly hunched back, Luo Yusheng recalled the photos she had seen on his phone.

The woman in the photo is tormented by illness; she is pale, emaciated, and bloodless.

This is no different from when I was seriously ill.

Thinking of her tragic death in the cold commercial square in her past life, her heart felt as if it were being crushed by a boulder, and she felt suffocated.