Jiang Shan, his face tense, wanted to say something, but Manager Yan waved his hand and said, "My father is right. A person's blessings are limited. Our Yan family has practiced medicine and helped people for generations, and we have all lived long lives. We are already very content! Girl, listen to me. No matter how much you do, our ancestor's lifespan has come to an end!"
Jiang Shan vaguely sensed something from Manager Yan's words and was startled. He then looked at Old Madam Yan.
Although the old lady had lost her teeth, she still had a kind and gentle face, like a Bodhisattva. No wonder Jiang Huai liked to be around her.
Jiang Huai took an egg tart out of his bag, thought for a moment, and said to Grandma Yan in a consultative tone, "Grandma, my mother said you can't eat too much. How about you drink less tofu pudding and I'll feed you more egg tart?"
Grandma Yan smiled broadly, but nodded readily.
The old man and the child shared an egg tart harmoniously and then chatted casually for a while.
Manager Yan's eyes were a little red. He wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes and said, "My father has been preparing for the ancestor's funeral these past few days. If he knew you were coming today, he definitely wouldn't have gone out."
Jiang Shan's mood inexplicably became heavier.
“The cold poison in Huai’er’s body has been cured. If it weren’t for your efforts, I don’t know if he could have survived until Physician Yan performed the surgery… I want to believe in cause and effect in this world. The Yan family is our benefactor. Shan’er has no way to repay this kindness.”
Manager Yan was momentarily dazed before laughing and saying, "You are all people of great fortune. If you truly wish to repay something, then... repay the common people! Hahaha, to repay the blessings of the common people with your own strength, that is truly virtuous, truly virtuous!"
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