Carl handed his phone to Jane, pointing at the news on the screen.


    Jane nced skeptically, seeing a photo of herself and Nic.


    ?Beautiful and Kind, Selflessly Rescuing Children in Disaster!】


    Due to Jane’s rescue efforts in the mountains and the photos taken with Nic, the media captured the moment.


    For a while, major newspapers and online tforms were flooded with this news. The local TV station in Guavo even continuously broadcasted it.


    After the news and photos emerged, online views quickly surpassed ten thousand. Users who were familiar with Jane’s previous deeds praised her for her beauty and kindness.


    Undoubtedly, Jane had be a local celebrity.


    Jane chuckled, somewhat helpless. “I don’t know how I got caught on camera.”


    “Jane, you’re beautiful and kind, a real little angel saving humanity,” Carl exaggerated.


    “All you can do is talk nonsense!” Jane red at him.


    As she finished speaking, her phone rang with a pleasant ringtone.


    Jane picked up the phone, “Hello.”


    A pleasant young female voice came from the other end, “Hello, is this Miss Jane?”


    “Yes, it’s me,” Jane nodded, wondering who was calling.


    “We are radio station staff. Yesterday, an olddy came to the station, hoping we could help contact you. She is a rtive of one of the earthquake victims and wants to express her gratitude in person. Do you have time this afternoon?”


    So, it was from the TV station.


    Jane instinctively refused, “I’m sorry, I don’t have time.”


    “Bernice, it’s me!” The voice on the phone suddenly changed to that of an olddy.


    Bernice?


    Jane was puzzled.


    The name sounded somewhat familiar.


    Suddenly, she remembered when she first met Uncle Newton at Yu Bi Feng. He muttered to himself when he saw her for the first time, “Is it Bernice?”


    Who was Bernice?


    “Bernice, I saw you on TV. I really want to meet you,” the olddy urgently said on the phone.


    “Where are you? I’lle find you,” Jane thought for a moment and replied.


    She suddenly wanted to know why Uncle Newton and this olddy both mistook her for Bernice.


    The olddy provided an address, and Jane, after informing Nana, immediately rushed over.


    An hourter, Jane arrived at the olddy’s doorstep and knocked.


    Soon, the door opened, revealing an olddy with silver hair.


    The moment she saw Jane, she looked excited, a bit dazed and surprised. “Miss Bernice, is it really you?”


    Jane smiled, “I’m sorry… I don’t know the Bernice you’re talking about. But do I look a lot like her? Who is she?”


    Upon hearing Jane’s answer, the olddy paused, then carefully scrutinized her. “Well, Bernice isn’t as young as you.”


    The olddy sighed softly, nodded at Jane, and said, “Yes, you and Bernice… look very alike. It must be my poor eyesight; I made a mistake. I’m sorry, youngdy.”


    Jane raised her eyebrows, “It’s okay, but… can you tell me who this Bernice is? I’m curious.”


    A significant part of her curiosity was now directed towards Uncle Newton.


    Now that both of these individuals mentioned the same name, could they possibly know each other?


    Why would she look like this Bernice person?


    Could Bernice be a rtive?


    Why had her grandfather never mentioned her before?


    “Come in and have a seat!”


    The olddy weed Jane inside, poured her a cup of hot water, and couldn’t help but exim, “You look so much alike!”


    Jane’s curiosity deepened, and she pressed, “Grandma, who exactly is Bernice?”This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    The olddy lowered her eyes. After a dozen seconds, she slowly began, “That was more than twenty years ago… I’ve always lived in the mountainous area, a local through and through. At that time, life was tough. My husband was a hunter, went hunting every morning, and I went to the town to sell leather after sewing…”


    “Sounds incredible, doesn’t it?” She smiled gently, somewhat nostalgic. “You young people haven’t experienced those days… Though life was a bit hard, we were doing fine. But one day, my husband’s two friends urgently brought him back. There were two small holes in his leg, and blood was pouring out uncontrobly.”


    “They said he got bitten by a venomous snake while hunting. He couldn’t move at the time, and walking became a problem.”


    “I was frightened at that moment. I quickly took him to the hospital with some rtives and friends, but the doctor said we were toote, missed the best treatment window, and could only go back and wait for death.”


    “What happened afterward?” Jane had a vague guess in her mind.


    “After that…” The olddy’s face lit up with a smile, a smile of surviving a disaster. “When my husband and I were on our way back, we encountered Miss Bernice and a young man. She must have been with her friend.”


    “I was too sad at that time, didn’t pay attention to what they were doing. Bernice came over to ask for directions and, by the way, asked me what happened.”


    “I was feeling so upset and ufortable that I thought talking to a stranger wouldn’t hurt. To my surprise, as soon as Bernice heard about it, she wanted to help us. She even said her friend was a doctor and might be able to cure the snake poison in my husband.”


    A doctor? Poisoned? Could this person be-


    Jane had a name on the tip of her tongue.


    The olddy paused and took another sip of water, clearing her throat. “I didn’t believe them at first, after all, when we went to the hospital, the doctor said there was no cure. Others couldn’t possibly have a solution. But my husband thought, since things hade to this, let them give it a try. So, we got into their car and returned to my house. Unexpectedly, that young man truly worked wonders. He took out a few needles from his backpack, pricked my husband’s leg, forcing out the deep purple venom. Surprisingly, he got better!”


    “Ah… my husband and I were so happy at that time, we didn’t know how to thank them.”


    “Wait a minute.” Jane was now almost certain. “The man you’re talking about, the one with medical skills, what’s his name?”


    “What’s his name?” The olddy hesitated, her brow unconsciously furrowed. “I really don’t know… They stayed at my house for two days. I only heard Bernice call him Rory.”