"Thank you for your concern, Dr. Yang! Your medicine is truly miraculous, I feel so much better now. Just like I did before I got sick."

At some point, Buman's mother Catherine had already walked in and spoke with a smile.

The last time Yang Yan saw her, she was lying in bed, so he didn't have this same feeling he did now.

Standing there, at this moment, Catherine seemed as delicate and endearing as Lin Daiyu from "Dream of the Red Chamber."

Suddenly, faced with this uniquely charming beauty, Yang Yan found himself at a loss for words.

"What's wrong, Dr. Yang, is there a problem?"

Seeing Yang Yan staring blankly at her, Catherine couldn't help but ask with some suspicion.

"No... nothing! But, why did you come over?"

Yang Yan quickly came back to his senses and asked somewhat awkwardly.

Although his medicine was indeed remarkable, it wasn't an Immortal Pill!

Even if Catherine's health had improved, shouldn't she still be resting in bed right now?

"Nothing much, I felt much better so I thought I could come here to help you with something."

"I know the medicine you gave me is definitely very precious. I probably can't come up with the money to pay you anytime soon, so..."

Hearing Catherine's words, how could Yang Yan not understand her intent?

This woman was indeed rather strong-willed, apparently unwilling to accept anyone's charity!

But to say the medicine was expensive is no exaggeration.

About that medicine, it was not only expensive but almost impossible to find.

At least for ordinary people, no amount of money could buy it.

That was a fruit from the Tree of Longevity!

This treasure, even in the Hidden World, had countless people seeking just one with no way to obtain it.

"Alright, I think you should go back and rest for a while! I don't really have anything here you can help with right now."

"Besides, as you can see, this is just an obscure little clinic, hardly any patients come by."

Yang Yan said smiling, as he declined.

However, Catherine did not leave, and instead, along with Buman, started meticulously cleaning the clinic.

Because the police and health department people came to rummage through everything yesterday, the place was quite messy.

The mother and son's help did save Yang Yan a lot of work.

But deep down, Yang Yan didn't want to be repaid by them.

"Um... really, you don't need to do this. I treated you without any ulterior motives."

Yang Yan looked at their busy figures and couldn't help but say with some headache.

"Sorry, I don't mean anything by this, it's just that being indebted to you makes me feel uneasy. That's just how I am, I'm really sorry."

After hearing Yang Yan's words, Catherine realized her actions might have caused him some trouble.

Nevertheless, she didn't plan to stop what she was doing.

After all, only by doing this could she feel a bit at ease.

That woman, truly, as her son described, was stubborn to the point of being hard to understand!

Yang Yan looked at her determined expression and felt another headache coming on.

Seeing he couldn't persuade Catherine and little Buman to stop, Yang Yan dragged a chair over to the counter.

He leaned back in the boss chair nearby and closed his eyes to rest.

As time passed, Yang Yan unknowingly fell asleep.

When he awoke again, it was already noon.

Yang Yan yawned widely, then glanced at Catherine and little Buman, who were still busy organizing various files and sighed.

Seeing them sweating heavily, it seemed they hadn't stopped at all.

"Mr. Yang, you're awake? Could you show me where these things should go? Once we've sorted them, the place will be thoroughly organized."

Buman said with some pride.

Seeing Buman's demeanor, Yang Yan also smiled.

This little boy's perseverance was his most likable trait.

Moreover, he heard little Buman was only eight years old.

To have such perseverance at eight, that was quite rare.

"These things? Just find somewhere to toss them. Honestly, I have no use for them."

Yang Yan glanced at the boxes Buman pointed to and said with a laugh.

The boxes contained saline solution and some common medications.

These were acquired when Yang Yan set up the clinic, finding the place too sparsely furnished, unlike a clinic, he just got them casually.

As a result, they were unearthed by those guys yesterday.

It's worth noting, this was in the United States, the writings on those medications were in English, and Yang Yan didn't understand a word of English!

"Are you really not going to keep these good medicines?"

Catherine looked at Yang Yan with some confusion.

Perhaps because of long-term illness and self-study, Catherine had even seriously taken exams in the nursing field.

And before her illness fully manifested, she had been a nurse in a hospital.

"Yes! Truth be told, I'm actually a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and my main practicing methods involve acupuncture or other techniques."

"These are all Western medicines, I really can't use them."

"If it weren't for the emptiness around here at first, I wouldn't have bought these useless things."

Yang Yan spread his hands and said.

Hearing his words, Catherine was even more puzzled.

This was really quite bewildering.

A doctor who doesn't use saline solutions and such?

"Gurgle..."

As Yang Yan was about to explain what traditional Chinese medicine was, a strange sound came from beside him.

Yang Yan followed the sound and saw Buman standing there, somewhat embarrassed.

"Um, um..."

Buman stammered for a while but said no more.

However, Yang Yan figured it out.

This mother and son probably hadn't eaten a thing since the morning!

"Let's call it a day for now! I'll take Buman home first and bring him back in the afternoon to continue organizing."

Hearing her son's stomach growling, Catherine, too, said somewhat awkwardly.

Not to mention Buman, even Catherine herself was getting hungry by now.

After all, organizing a room, especially one this large, was exhausting work.

When they came in the morning, they just had a light breakfast, and now it was already noon and their stomachs were growling.

"Why don't you stay and have lunch first! By the time you walk back and forth, who knows when you'll eat?"

Yang Yan shook his head with a wry smile.

"No, I'll just take Buman home to eat."

With that, Catherine prepared to leave with Buman.

Just then, a few strong Asian men burst in from outside.

You could see they had various wounds on their bodies, still bleeding profusely.

One of them had even completely passed out, looking as if he had been fished out of a Blood Pool, and was now carried on the back of another robust man.

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