The staff counted the money a few times before handing it to Aunt Tian. Aunt Tian trusted Bu Ling completely, so she didn't count it and just put the money in the inside pocket of her cotton-padded coat, close to her chest.
The staff then registered the room information under Buling's household registration, and the transaction was considered complete.
The process went incredibly smoothly. Usually, with complete paperwork and a legitimate reason, the housing management office staff wouldn't stop you. Finally, before leaving, Buling even slipped a piece of candy to the young woman at the housing management office as a token of her gratitude.
Consider it a celebration, after all, it's buying a house, a joyous occasion.
After leaving the housing management office, Bu Ling put the certificate into her handbag, or rather, into her spatial storage and kept it safe: "Aunt Tian, would you like me to take you to the hospital?"
"No, Xiao Bu, this old lady can't ride in your car."
"Okay, then I'll go back to work now?" She just asked casually.
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Aunt Tian watched Bu Ling's retreating figure, smiled, and turned to walk in the opposite direction. She needed to go home first to get some clean clothes. With Cong Cong like this, it seemed he would be staying in the hospital for quite some time. She had finally managed to come out, so she needed to make sure everything was settled at home and that she had everything she needed.
After leaving the residential area, Bu Ling didn't immediately return to the hotel. She had taken two hours off, and the process had gone surprisingly smoothly; the house transfer was completed in less than an hour. Since she still had some time, she decided to go to the scrap yard.
"Girl, what brings you here again?" Old Yu asked, somewhat puzzled as he watched Bu Ling enter carrying a cloth bag. Hadn't she just come two days ago?
"It's time for me to take your pulse, and I've brought you some food while I'm at it." Buling acted as if she were part of the group, pushing open the door, grabbing a small stool, sitting down, rolling up her sleeves, and extending her hand.
"Uncle Yu, I'm short on time, let's finish this quickly."
Old Man Yu: "..."
What could he say? He could only resign himself to sitting on the other side to take her pulse.
After a moment, Old Man Yu withdrew his hand: "The prescription doesn't need to be changed. Continue taking it for another month, and come back to have your pulse checked after a month."
"Alright!" Buling deftly put down her sleeves, stood up and walked out without delay: "Oh, by the way, Uncle Yu, please keep some novels and the like for me in the future, so I don't have to search for them next time."
"You lazy girl."
Bling chuckled, and when he agreed, he started walking out.
Old Man Yu quickly said, "Wait, take the grain back with you, I have some." In this situation, he still needed to help the child, so he could only save money from his own food.
Bling rode his bicycle without turning around and waved.
Old Yu stared at Bu Ling's retreating figure for a long time without moving.
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