"My grandfather's health is very poor; I'm afraid he won't last much longer."
"Let's cut to the chase. Name your conditions. As long as you can save him, we will do everything we can."
To Su Yi's surprise, he thought that after saying all this, the person on the other end of the phone, given their earlier outburst, would definitely explode with anger.
He didn't expect the person to calm down instead.
And directly start proposing conditions.
"Now that's the attitude of someone asking for help!" Su Yi laughed:
"Tomorrow morning, I'll give you an hour. Bring him over, and I'll take a look. As for the conditions, we'll talk about them after I'm sure I can save him."
Su Yi didn't know if the Water of Life or Yue Ling's healing magic could cure all diseases.
He didn't want to make any guarantees or propose conditions before knowing for sure.
It's okay to snap at people with a bad attitude, but it would be wrong to promise something he couldn't deliver.
...
The next morning, as soon as Su Yi opened the door, he saw that the area outside his house was already full of cars.
He had agreed on a specific time with the other party last night, so there were no surprises.
However, he didn't expect them to make such a grand display for a medical visit.
Seeing him open the door, an ambulance parked in front of the villa also opened.
A burly man with a crew cut and at least 1.9 meters tall carefully helped a gaunt old man into a wheelchair, then slowly pushed the wheelchair towards the door.
Before getting close, he said from afar:
"Mr. Su, I'm Lin Yilong, I contacted you last night."
"Come in."
Su Yi nodded, his expression calm and indifferent.
As if he was used to such scenes and wasn't intimidated at all.
In reality, he had definitely never seen such a scene before, but he was confident and not flustered at all.
Lin Yilong was quite irritable on the phone last night, but he became much more humble when they met.
Seeing Su Yi invite him in, he obediently pushed the old man into the house.
As for the old man in the wheelchair, he had been closing his eyes from the beginning, not knowing if he was asleep or just resting.
Su Yi wasn't very interested in communicating with them.
First, he needed to determine if the person could be saved. If so, he would save him. Then, he would have this group of people, who were said to have a great background, solve a problem he had recently encountered. Then, the matter would be over.
After having Lin Yilong push the person into a bedroom on the first floor, he directly kicked Lin Yilong out, leaving only him, Yue Ling, and the old man in the bedroom.
Su Yi was a fake doctor, so whether he could cure the man depended on Yue Ling.
After pretending to take the old man's pulse, he looked at Yue Ling. Seeing Yue Ling nod imperceptibly, he felt confident.
After gathering himself, he said:
"Old sir, this illness of yours has been going on for quite some time, hasn't it?"
The old man, who had been closing his eyes and not speaking, slowly opened his cloudy eyes, looked at Su Yi, and said:
"It's been quite a few years."
"So you must have discovered it early on. Why didn't you get treatment earlier?" Su Yi asked.
"Work reasons."
Understood.
Su Yi guessed that this old man was probably in a high position before.
People in such positions, if they are diagnosed with an incurable disease and it gets out, often become extremely passive.
It would also affect the confidence of some allies.
If he underwent chemotherapy, it would definitely be impossible to hide it from outsiders.
So he kept delaying, eventually turning the early-stage cancer into incurable late-stage cancer.
Otherwise, normally, such big shots usually have dedicated medical teams that conduct regular check-ups, so they would never let cancer develop into the late stage.
Unless it's a genetic disease like Shen Yingying's.
But the old man's condition was clearly not a genetic disease.
Of course, Su Yi didn't know what the specific disease was.
He wasn't a real doctor, and even if a real doctor came, they couldn't diagnose cancer by taking a pulse.
"Your illness, the situation is very serious."
"What illness?" The old man changed his drowsy demeanor and asked with a smile.
Su Yi: ...
Seriously, why are you asking me what illness you have? I'm not a real doctor.
"Ahem, old sir, our traditional Chinese medicine is different from modern doctors. We also have different names for cancer. I don't know how to describe the disease I found by taking your pulse using Western medicine terms."
"You can at least tell me where the disease is, right?"
Seriously, do you want treatment or not?
Su Yi's mouth twitched.
Fortunately, he was a fake doctor. Yue Ling, although she didn't know medicine, she knew magic.
Hearing this, she imperceptibly gave Su Yi a hand signal, pointing to the position of his chest.
Seeing this, Su Yi thought for a moment and confidently smiled:
"It's in the lungs. In modern doctor's terms, it's lung cancer, right?"
Yue Ling couldn't help but rub her brow.
The old man said with amusement:
"It's liver cancer."
"Young man, it seems your skills are lacking."
"..."
"Lacking in skills? I've never studied medicine at all." Seeing that he couldn't keep up the act, Su Yi simply revealed the truth:
"Why do you care if I've studied or not? As long as I can save you."
"That's true. So how do you plan to save me? Are you going to use the same medicine you used for that little girl from the Shen family?" The old man suddenly became interested.
Su Yi didn't hesitate. He took out a small milliliter cup for drinking alcohol, poured a few drops of diluted Water of Life into it, and handed it directly to the old man:
"Here, it's this."
The old man took the wine glass, sniffed it gently, and his brow immediately relaxed. He only felt refreshed.
Then, without thinking, he raised his head and drank the Water of Life in one gulp.
His withered face visibly improved, and his whole person seemed to come alive.
"Since I got sick, I've never felt so relaxed. It really is good stuff."
The old man looked at his hands in surprise and actually stood up from his seat.
This little bit of the Water of Life certainly couldn't cure his disease, but it could extend his life and restore him to the appearance of a normal old man of his age in a short period of time.
"Right? One million per cup, just transfer it directly to the Tianyu Holdings account," Su Yi said with a smile.
This was a fat sheep.
Having him help with his own affairs was doing him a favor, but the medical expenses that should be paid couldn't be less.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand casually and said:
"Then give me another hundred cups."
"A hundred cups is enough to cure your disease and let you live to a ripe old age. If you want to live a little longer, buy another hundred cups. After drinking them, you should be able to live to around 150. Do you want to consider it?" Su Yi said with a smile:
"Of course, extending life is difficult to verify, and I can't prove it for the time being. If you believe it, buy it. If you don't believe it, don't buy it."
"A hundred cups is enough to save your life. I won't force you to buy more. We don't do that kind of bundled sales."
The old man said without thinking:
"Twenty billion. I'll transfer it to your company's account when I leave."
...