As they were talking, the car had already arrived at Weijia Lane.
Han Yiyuan stopped the car and said, "We're here. The owner lives in the alley in front." Many alleys in Beijing are narrow and cars cannot drive in at all.
Several people got off the car and followed Han Yiyuan to a courtyard with a vermilion gate.
"This is it." Han Yiyuan walked forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, an old man with white hair came forward and opened the door. He looked at Su Jinyue and the others and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Uncle Yang, we're here to discuss buying a store," Han Yiyuan said. After getting the information about the stores, he screened out some of the ones Su Jinyue might choose and did some research on the owners.
"Come in, and remember to close the door." Uncle Yang turned and walked into the house.
Su Jinyue walked into the courtyard, closed the door, and followed Uncle Yang. Although Uncle Yang's courtyard was not as big as Su Jinyue's, it was quiet and elegant, with a unique charm.
Several people followed Uncle Yang into the house and sat down in the main hall.
Uncle Yang glanced at Su Jinyue and the others and asked, "You want to buy my store?"
"Yes, we'll meet your price," Han Yiyuan said. The store had a prime location, and the reason it hadn't been sold was because Mr. Yang's asking price was a bit outrageous. Those who wanted to buy the store had come to Mr. Yang several times to negotiate, but to no avail. He had already discussed the price with Su Jinyue and the others, and the reasons behind it, and they all agreed.
Uncle Yang nodded and said, "Okay."
"Then do you think it's okay for us to go and handle the procedures now?" Han Yiyuan asked.
Uncle Yang nodded, then his expression suddenly changed and he started coughing violently. He stood up, turned around and walked towards the room.
Su Jinyue and Su Yanxi exchanged a glance. They had already seen that Grandpa Yang had lung cancer, and it was already in the late stages.
After a while, Uncle Yang came out of the room. Although his complexion had improved a little, he still looked a little pale. "I have already got the property certificate. Let's go and handle the formalities now."
"Uncle Yang, excuse me, if you're not feeling well, why don't you go to the hospital?" Su Jinyue asked. With Uncle Yang's current health, he could only last a month at most.
"Why treat it if it can't be cured?" Grandpa Yang said with a wry smile. He knew he didn't have much time left on earth, and he didn't want to die, but he couldn't just say he didn't want to.
"If you don't want treatment, then why do you want so much money?" Qu Yingli asked curiously. Although she was not a doctor, she was a cultivator and could naturally see the condition of Mr. Yang.
Uncle Yang looked at Qu Yingli with a sullen face, "This is my business. If you don't want to buy the store, get out." He also wanted to sell the store quickly, but he didn't want to sell his store to someone he disliked.
"Uncle Yang, do you want to live?" Su Jinyue said.
Uncle Yang turned to look at Su Jinyue, "What do you mean?" Of course he wanted to live, unless he was mentally ill.
"We have a way to cure your illness, do you believe it?" Su Jinyue looked at Uncle Yang.
"Do you know what's wrong with me?" Uncle Yang sneered. He has advanced lung cancer, and even the hospital can't cure it. How could they? Are they trying to trick him into selling the store to them?
"Advanced stage of lung cancer." Su Jinyue said.
A hint of surprise flashed in Grandpa Yang's eyes, "Did you find out from others?" He didn't believe that she could see what was wrong with him.
"If you believe it, we will help you heal it. If you don't believe it, forget it." Su Yanxi said. This old man has a really bad temper.
Uncle Yang pondered for a moment, "Can you really cure it?"
"As I said, just believe it." Su Yanxi said confidently. There is no disease that their medical valley cannot cure.
"Okay, I believe you. But I won't give you a discount in the store." said Uncle Yang.
"You really are obsessed with money." Qu Yingli was speechless. He was almost dead, but he was still obsessed with money. This was the first time she had seen such a person.
Grandpa Yang coughed awkwardly. He was a retired teacher, and he wanted the money to build a primary school so more children could attend. The price he offered was exactly what it would take to build a school. He had already entrusted someone to sell the courtyard house he lived in after his death, and all the proceeds would go to building the school.
"Uncle Yang, can you tell us the reason? Maybe we can help you." Su Jinyue asked. She felt that there must be a reason why Uncle Yang wanted so much money.
Uncle Yang frowned and thought for a while, then said, "I want to build a school so that more children can go to school." They can afford to buy a store, so they must be rich people. Maybe they can help him fulfill his unfulfilled dream.
Su Jinyue felt a slight lump in her throat when she heard that. She stood up and walked to Uncle Yang, took out a jade bottle and handed it to him with both hands, "Uncle Yang, this medicine can cure your illness." He was really a person she respected very much.
Uncle Yang took the jade bottle with a doubtful look on his face. "Can it really cure this?" Is there really such a medicine in the world? Is she lying to him?
Su Jinyue nodded and smiled sincerely, "I won't lie to you."
Uncle Yang looked at the jade bottle in his hand, then at Su Jinyue. "I believe you!" He opened the jade bottle and poured the medicine into his mouth. He didn't have much time left anyway, so he might as well trust her for once.
"Uncle Yang, I'm sorry for what happened just now! You're a great man." Qu Yingli stood up and bowed apologetically to Uncle Yang. She had thought he was just trying to get money, but she hadn't expected him to be so great. She certainly didn't think Uncle Yang was lying to them. What was the point of lying to a dying man?
Uncle Yang smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay!" Many people couldn't understand his behavior.
"Uncle Yang, I plan to pay double the price to buy your store." Qu Yingli said.
Uncle Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head. "No, if you have the heart to do so, you can donate the money to those in need."
As the effect of the medicine took effect, Grandpa Yang felt that his breathing became much smoother. He no longer had the stinging and choking feeling he had before, and the pain in his lungs also disappeared. He looked at Su Jinyue and the others with surprise and gratitude, "That medicine really works, I can feel it, thank you! You are really miracle doctors!" If he had not decided to build a primary school, he would definitely sell the store to them at half price.
Su Jinyue smiled and shook her head, "We are also very happy that we can cure you." An old man with such noble character is worthy of respect.
"Let's go and handle the transfer procedures now." Uncle Yang felt better and had more strength.
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