"The greatest pain in the world is not death, but waiting for death, especially for those close to someone who is dying. Watching their loved one's life slowly fade away, yet feeling utterly powerless due to lack of money, is a kind of pain one can never escape in a lifetime. Therefore, I hope to help those poor people who can't afford medical treatment!"
"Miss, do you mean to give medicine to the poor as alms? There are so many poor people. If you do this, how much silver will you lose?" Huan Qiu, upon hearing Cai Wei's idea, was moved but also felt it was unrealistic.
In the Capital, there were many poor people, and even more who liked to take advantage of any opportunity. If those who were looking for benefits pretended to be poor and came here for medicine when ill, the Master's possessions wouldn't last two years before being squandered by the Royal Consort!