"All right, I promise I won't say you invited me. By then, I'll just say I'm the social worker here."

Whether it was the little boy's request or his expression, it greatly touched Yang Yan.

Looking at the figure before him, he suddenly recalled his past self.

His grandfather had just passed away, and although Yang Yan was a bit older than the little boy, life was still tough.

However, he was grateful to have met Su Ye at that time.

It was then that he awakened his true self.

That's when the Moonlight Emperor came to be.

"Thank you, doctor! Rest assured, no matter how much it costs, I will surely earn enough."

Upon hearing Yang Yan's promise, the little boy appeared somewhat agitated, bowing repeatedly and assuring Yang Yan.

"Alright, let me hurry and take a look at your mother first!"

Yang Yan said with a smile.

"Mm! You truly are a good person."

The little boy quickly took a key from his pocket and skillfully opened the door.

The room was small but very clean.

A woman with light brown curly hair was lying in bed, her breathing slightly heavy.

Because her back was facing the outside, Yang Yan couldn't see what she looked like.

"Mom, we're back. Today, a social worker came by outside. He's a doctor, offering free medical check-ups for everyone. So I invited him to come help you as well."

The little boy walked to the bedside, gently holding his mother's hand as he spoke quietly.

"Buman, you're back? Do we have guests? Quickly invite the guest to sit and pour them a glass of water."

The woman turned tiredly, speaking weakly to the little boy.

"No need, ma'am. I'm the social worker here, and today I came to help everyone with health screenings."

"If you're ill, we provide free assistance."

Yang Yan said with a smile.

"Thank you! The house is a bit cramped, forgive us."

The woman, supporting herself slightly, apologized.

The little boy hurriedly supported his mother's body to help her lean against the wall as she tried to sit up.

Only then did Yang Yan see what the woman looked like.

The woman was beautiful, fitting the aesthetic of the East.

However, due to the pain of illness, she looked very pale.

Her originally fair face showed no signs of color, the entire person appearing muted.

"Buman, why don't you go downstairs and fetch some water for the gentleman here."

The woman fondly touched the little boy's head and instructed quietly.

"Mm! Alright, I'll go right away."

Upon hearing his mother's words, the little boy grabbed a water jug and walked out the door.

"Sorry doctor, I'm afraid you've come for nothing. My family doesn't have the money to pay for the consultation fee now."

After the little boy stepped out, the woman spoke to Yang Yan with regret.

"Haha! Don't worry, my beautiful lady, I won't charge you any fees."

The woman had clearly seen that he wasn't the social worker here, so Yang Yan immediately clarified his stance.

"You're a good person. In this society, that Buman could find a doctor like you, I can't say if it's just his good luck or something else."

The woman awkwardly smiled.

"Alright! Time is ticking, let me take a look at your illness. You seem to have been sick for quite a long time."

While speaking, Yang Yan moved directly towards her.

"No need. I'm well aware of my body's condition, and I'm afraid my time is short. It's just pitiful for young Buman."

The woman shook her head, considered it as a refusal to Yang Yan's examination.

Hearing the woman's words, Yang Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

He had seen people face death so calmly before, but encountering a woman in her prime like this was a first.

Especially since she still had things she cared about.

"Without even checking, how do you know there's no hope?"

Yang Yan asked with a smile.

"It's a family hereditary disease. Many people in our family have it. Some might not die, while others die young."

"And my situation belongs to the latter. Actually, I studied medicine in the past, so I'm naturally aware of my body condition."

The woman said calmly.

"Oh? A family hereditary disease?"

Upon hearing the woman's words, Yang Yan nodded slightly.

Family hereditary diseases aren't uncommon, and their types vary immensely.

"Haha! Don't be so pessimistic. There might be countless types of bizarre diseases in this world, but there are equally bizarre doctors."

"And I happen to be that kind of peculiar doctor who likes to challenge various strange ailments and always manages to conquer them successfully."

Yang Yan said confidently.

He wasn't just saying it casually.

In this world, he hadn't found a disease he couldn't handle.

After all, if it's a disease, the worst-case scenario is cellular issues.

And Yang Yan, capable of precisely targeting the soul, can easily kill diseased cells.

Even if it's due to a deficiency causing the ailment, he could use creation to fix it.

Seeing Yang Yan like this, the woman visibly paused.

She couldn't quite understand why this Asian man was so determined to treat her.

On second thought, with her home being destitute, there seemed to be no profit motive.

"Then I'll trouble you. Oh, by the way! You haven't told me your name yet; I'm Catherine."

The woman smiled.

"My name is Yang Yan. Nice to meet you, Catherine."

Yang Yan also smiled.

When little Buman entered the room, Yang Yan was already checking Catherine's pulse.

As a native of Huaxia, Yang Yan had quite a bit of study in traditional Chinese medicine.

It's even fair to say that in the realm of Chinese medicine, there were few who surpass him.

This much was evident from how he persuaded that old Chinese doctor in the town two years ago.

"Mom, how are you?"

Buman, placing the water next to the stove, looked worriedly at Catherine.

Catherine didn't speak, instead Yang Yan furrowed his brow slightly and said:

"Your mother's condition is a bit tricky, of course, it's not without solutions."

"How about this, let me go back and study it properly, then I'll come back in some time to treat your mother."

"Thank you. You're a good person."

Catherine smiled.

She evidently regarded Yang Yan's words as polite conversation.

She assumed Yang Yan couldn't figure her ailment, hence the excuse.

However, she was used to it.

After all, she had seen this reaction after other doctors examined her before.

Nonetheless, Catherine was very grateful that Yang Yan had come, especially when he stated there's no consultation fee.

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