"Please don't do this. I don't deserve it." Ye Chen hurriedly rose to his feet, helping He Aiguo up before quickly moving to help He Ping as well.
He Aiguo said, "You do deserve it. You gave us such precious birthmark-removal ointment without a second thought. This isn't something money can measure. We truly don't know how to thank you. If you ever run into any difficulties in the future, just say the word. So long as it doesn't violate the law or morality, the He Family and the Zhang Family will do everything in our power to help you solve them."
Zhang Yong and He Aiguo were comrades who had been through life and death together. They had carried guns side by side. He Aiguo had taken a bullet for Zhang Yong, while Zhang Yong had once dragged his injured leg as he carried the barely conscious He Aiguo back to camp.
After He Aiguo retired due to his injuries, Zhang Yong had also taken great care of and supported He Ping.
If Ye Chen could truly heal the face of Zhang Yong's beloved granddaughter, it would be an immense help indeed.
"No need to thank me. It's just a jar of ointment. You're all heroes who have contributed to the country. It's my honor to be able to help and ease your worries," Ye Chen replied.
As he spoke, Ye Chen handed He Ping a document pouch containing the lyrics, sheet music, and USB drive. "These are the lyrics, sheet music, and recorded USB drive for the Spring Festival Gala songs The Lights of China, Go Home Often, and Unforgettable Tonight. Take a look first. I'll head home now to get the ointment."
He Ping hurriedly accepted it with both hands. "Just hearing the titles, these songs already