"Ahem, if you've seen enough, isn't it ti to settle the dical fee?"
Seeing the girl in front of him staring, Qin Yang lightly coughed and reminded her.
Upon hearing this, the beautiful lady snorted coldly. This guy had saved her grandfather's life, and she had just felt a slight fondness for him, but it instantly vanished.
As if she would renege on the paynt. Even if you asked for thirty thousand, you'd get a million for saving her grandfather.
"Abiao, go to the car trunk and fetch the bag," the beautiful lady instructed her bodyguard, Abiao, beside her.
Abiao complied and swiftly fetched a white LV bag from the trunk of a nearby red Maserati.
Whoosh!
The beautiful lady unzipped the bag, revealing stacks of bright, eye-catching red hundred-yuan bills.
Qin Yang was taken aback; this chick really was quite rich—driving a luxury Maserati and carrying so much cash. A standard heiress!
The beautiful lady, seeing Qin Yang's expression, had a smug look on her pretty face. She had prepared extra cash when out with her grandfather today, just to dazzle this rogue!
"Hmph, take it."
The beautiful lady took out three stacks of the bright hundred-yuan bills and handed them to Qin Yang.
The elder beside them chuckled. He knew his granddaughter usually acted mature and wouldn't do things like flaunt money.
Today was unprecedented, and he found it quite amusing.
As Qin Yang had just taken the money, he saw two ambulances speeding towards them, stopping at the mall entrance.
"Alright, the fee is settled. I should go. Although the old man is fine now, he should still go to the hospital for observation."
Qin Yang pocketed the thirty thousand yuan and was about to leave.
"Little doctor, wait a mont," the elder called out.
"What is it? Old man, anything else?" Qin Yang stopped and turned around.
"This is my business card. Please keep it," the elder said, handing a golden business card to Qin Yang.
The beautiful lady was taken aback to see her grandfather give this little rogue... little doctor a golden card, her mouth opened slightly in surprise.
After all, it had her grandfather's private number, which even so provincial officials in Jiangbei Province didn't have.
"Oh."
Qin Yang took it casually and just glanced at it. The card only had "Ruan Zhengtian" and a phone number.
"Well, that's it then."
Qin Yang casually put the card in his pocket, waved his hand, and left.
"Grandpa, why did you give him your private number?" the beautiful lady asked, holding her grandfather's arm.
"Hehe, it's just a card, Xinxue. This young man is quite sothing. I feel much better now. Find a way to look into his background. It's rare for soone so young to have such excellent dical skills."
The elder looked thoughtfully at Qin Yang's disappearing figure and said.
"Leave it to , Grandpa. In Yunshui City's limited space, it's not hard to investigate soone," the beautiful lady nodded.
On the bustling street.
With thirty thousand yuan in his pocket, Qin Yang felt a bit more secure. Passing by a traditional dicine shop, he went in and ca out with a bag of herbs, leaving only a few hundred yuan in his pocket.
"I haven't even bought anything nice, and the money's gone. Money is really easy to spend."
Qin Yang smiled bitterly, holding the herbs, which would be considered weeds on the Immortal Yuan Continent and things he wouldn't usually look at.
"Even though these herbs have minimal dicinal power, they're enough for my current body."
Qin Yang carried the herbs and wandered around.
Many things were still quite novel to him.
A few hours later, Qin Yang arrived at a street market.
The market was fairly crowded, and in a slightly secluded corner, seven or eight clean tables and chairs ford a simple barbecue stall with already two tables of diners.
A middle-aged woman, wearing an apron, was skillfully grilling chicken wings, skewers, and vegetables, looking very accustod to this smoky routine.
Beside her, a middle-aged man was organizing a large barrel of draft beer and then helped serve custors.
This middle-aged couple were the simplest of ordinary folks in the secular world.
Qin Yang stood not far from the stall, watching the busy figures, and was suddenly moved by a sense of familial bond.
They were the parents of the previous host, but now they were his parents too, at least the blood in this body was given by them.
Young Qin Weimin had served in the army for ten years. After retiring, he worked as a technician at a distillery, straightforward and honest, never rising beyond a technician in all those years.
Mother Cheng Suqin ran this modest barbecue stall. The family's life wasn't prosperous but was manageable. After so work, Qin Weimin rode his bicycle to the distillery.
Qin Weimin had been strict with the previous host, as every parent hopes their child excels, but the previous host was unruly, always ssing around, disappointing his father.
He was of course also not fond of his father, while his mother, Cheng Suqin, was loving towards the previous host, a typical strict father and kind mother family.
Thinking of this, Qin Yang smiled lightly, with determination shining in his eyes. From now on, he would make this ordinary couple proud of him!
Qin Yang walked over.
"Yangyang, you're back."
Cheng Suqin looked up at Qin Yang with love in her eyes.
Her face bore the marks of ti, strands of white hair were prominent, and her hands were rough, causing an inexplicable pang in Qin Yang's heart.
"There's food in the pot for you. Help yourself," Cheng Suqin said to Qin Yang while grilling skewers in the smoky air.
Qin Yang lifted the lid and saw a large plate of egg fried rice topped with a roasted chicken leg steaming hot.
Looking at the hot al, Qin Yang felt warm inside. This was the feeling of family.
The old him, on Immortal Yuan Continent, was an orphan despite the brilliance of his life. Though his master cared for him, he was often in retreat, so familial bonds were a luxury for Qin Yang.
Qin Yang picked up the plate, found a table and chair, and began to eat heartily.
Though the food couldn't compare to what he had on the Immortal Yuan Continent, at this mont, Qin Yang found it incredibly delicious, relishing the experience.
While he was eating, another figure sat naturally across the table, bringing a whiff of fragrance.
"It's you?"
Qin Yang looked up, frowning at the person sitting opposite him.
"Yes, little doctor, what a coincidence to et you again,"
The beautiful lady smiled at Qin Yang, then softly spoke to Cheng Suqin, "Auntie, could I trouble you for two chicken wings and two tofu skewers?"
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