Equally adept at navigating the world, already seeing through Catherine's thoughts, Yang Yan smiled gently at her:
"Don't worry! I really have so clues about your illness, and I'm confident I can cure it."
"Tomorrow, have little Buman co to my shop, and I'll give him so dicine. After you take it, you'll feel much better."
"At the very least, it will allow you to be like a normal person for a short ti, not lying in bed feeling so weak."
Hearing Yang Yan's words, Catherine's body visibly trembled.
She seriously stared at Yang Yan's face, examining it for a while, as if trying to determine whether his words were true or false.
"What's wrong? Is there sothing on my face?"
Yang Yan asked with a smile.
"No, tomorrow I'll have Buman go over. But for now, I might not be able to pay your consultation fee."
Catherine said earnestly.
Yang Yan didn't say anything, just chuckled dryly.
This woman is indeed as her son Buman described, very independent and unwilling to accept gifts from others.
Even in today's situation, she's the sa.
But those who stick to their principles are always respected.
Therefore, Yang Yan didn't insist, choosing to honor her wishes to put her at ease.
"Alright, let's leave it at that for now! I'll go back and prepare."
After saying this, Yang Yan stood up and walked straight to the door.
"Buman, help see Dr. Yang out."
Catherine hurriedly instructed Buman.
Once outside, Buman looked worriedly at Yang Yan and asked:
"Doctor, can my mom's illness really be cured?"
Yang Yan squatted down, gently ruffled Buman's hair, and asked with a smile:
"Why do you ask? Of course, I can help cure your mom. Do I look like soone who would speak nonsense?"
Buman bit his lip, looking a bit upset, and said:
"Previous doctors said the sa thing. But every ti, after we spent all our savings, my mom's illness didn't improve much."
Yang Yan suddenly beca serious and comforted him:
"Don't worry, this ti it will be different. I said I can cure her, so I will! I promise!"
"But rember to co to my shop for the dicine tomorrow. After she takes it, your mom's condition will improve a lot."
After Yang Yan finished speaking, he stood up, turned around, and went downstairs.
"Dr. Yang, have you finished your business? If so, may we take you to et our boss now?"
As Yang Yan went downstairs, he found Quinn had been waiting there for a long ti.
"Looks like you guys are really in a hurry! You even chased here."
Yang Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
"I had no choice either."
Quinn laughed awkwardly:
"I was going to go back, but suddenly there was news from ho that the boss's condition had drastically changed."
"So, I had to muster up the courage and ask you to co over. Please, Mr. Yang, kindly accompany ."
As Quinn spoke, he bowed deeply towards Yang Yan.
"Alright! Since I'm free now, I'll go with you. But let's agree first, inviting cos at a high cost!"
Yang Yan said with a smile.
He was quite satisfied with Quinn's attitude.
Besides, the more he saw this attitude, the less guilty he'd feel about charging them heavily later.
"Mr. Yang, that seems a bit unfair. I clearly heard you gave that woman upstairs a consultation without charging a cent!"
Quinn said with a wry smile.
Actually, it's not that his family can't afford it; he's just afraid Yang Yan would really charge an exorbitant fee.
After all, Paul and his brother were slaughtered for two hundred thousand US Dollars by him.
God knows what kind of high price Yang Yan would demand from his boss.
As a servant of the boss, he has the duty to help minimize the losses, regardless of whether they can afford it.
"You can't say that. Giving a free consultation to the person upstairs is my choice. But as rich as you all are, if I don't charge you, how would I make a living?"
Despite Quinn's frugal attitude, Yang Yan didn't find it offensive; instead, he found the man rather interesting.
Thus, his tone carried a hint of teasing.
"Hmph! A guy obsessed with money. As long as you can cure our boss, no matter how much, your money won't be lacking."
Standing by, the head of the bodyguards couldn't stand Yang Yan, and despite Quinn's warnings, he couldn't help but voice his thoughts.
As soon as the bodyguard leader spoke, Quinn knew it was bad.
Unfortunately, just as he wanted to say sothing, Yang Yan was already smiling and speaking.
"I knew you guys were generous. Let's go, even if I don't like you, I have to go for my paycheck."
As he spoke, Yang Yan glanced aningfully at the bodyguard leader.
Quinn could only shake his head helplessly, with a bitter smile.
He had encountered people like Yang Yan who acted entirely on their own whims before.
Precisely because of that, he knew very well, his companion's remark just now had given Yang Yan ample reason to charge outrageously.
After about an hour's drive, Yang Yan and the others arrived in the Manhattan area.
Looking at the various villas around, Yang Yan couldn't help but sigh a little.
The United States is truly hell for the poor and heaven for the rich.
"Sorry! Due to today's special circumstances, we could only drive over. Otherwise, we would have sent a helicopter to pick you up."
Quinn said sincerely.
He genuinely didn't want to offend Yang Yan but instead wanted to salvage the situation as much as possible.
He vaguely sensed that soon Yang Yan would charge a high price.
He could only pray secretly that Yang Yan wouldn't be too ruthless.
"For , it doesn't matter what I ride. Plus, I discovered one thing."
Yang Yan looked at Quinn and said with a smile.
"What thing?"
Upon hearing Yang Yan's sowhat profound words, Quinn asked with a look of suspicion.
Yang Yan gently waved his hand:
"You're a very interesting fellow. Alright, enough of that."
"Let's go take care of business, and then you can have soone send back. I still have so things to deal with."
Quinn didn't know what Yang Yan ant, but he definitely didn't want to delay Yang Yan any longer and directly led him into the villa.
The interior decoration of this villa was extrely luxurious.
When Quinn brought Yang Yan to the poolside, many people were already there waiting.
Seeing all the various dical equipnt they had brought, Yang Yan couldn't help but smile.
Apparently, he wasn't their only choice.
However, this approach seed to align with their style.
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