The same “homeless man.” But this time, he looked completely different — a clean suit, an expensive watch, neatly trimmed hair. I froze in shock.

“You… it’s you?” I whispered.

He smiled.
“Yes. That day I had been in an accident, I was in shock and barely remembered anything. I didn’t have my documents with me, and I looked like that. But you saved my life.”

It turned out he was the owner of a large company — a millionaire. When he later came to the hospital to thank me, he found out I had been fired. So he decided to find me personally.