urge of relief in his heart. However, what came next almost drove him to despair."So many torture devices haven't been used yet, we can't kill him all at once!"Then, at Ye Bufan's call, the officers r...Hearing this, Ye Bufan asked, "You said that there was just a clinic for sale, wouldn't it be the Xilin Garden"

Qin Chuchu said: "That's right, it's the Xinglin Garden that is being sold. I think you would be a perfect fit to take over."

Ye Bufan asked, "What is the price"

"The price is 50 million."

"The price is a bit high."

Ye Bufan said.

Although he's not short of 50 million now, he still thinks the price is high enough. After all, 50 million in Jiangnan City could buy him the most luxurious villa.

"Not high, nor low."

Qin Chuchu said, “The Anling Garden was passed down from the Lu family’s ancestors and has a history of almost 300 years. Among the three renowned physicians of Jiangnan, Anling Garden is the oldest.”

Similarly, the scale of Xinglin Yuan is much larger than both Huichun Pavilion and Bai Caotang. Moreover, its location is excellent, situated right in the heart of the bustling city center.

Needless to say, the land itself is worth over 100 million yuan. So 50 million isn't expensive, it's very cheap.

"Oh!" said Ye Bufan, "Since it's so cheap, it should be sold out. Should we hurry and go"

"Listen to me carefully, buying a house in Xinglin Garden is not that easy."

Qin Chuchu said, "Lu Qingzhi has been seeking medical treatment all over the country for so many years and hasn't been able to cure his daughter. He recently heard that there is a psychiatric rehabilitation center in America that is very good at treating mental illnesses, with an estimated cost of around 50 million."

To cure her daughter's illness, she was forced to sell the Apricot Grove.

However, he did set conditions for selling Anxinlin Garden. First, whoever purchased Anxinlin Garden had to continue operating the TCM clinic and was not allowed to engage in other industries.

Second, after taking over, the Xinglin Garden is not allowed to change its name.

Third, the recipient must pass his test. If their medical skills are not up to par, they will not be sold.

Ye Bufan exclaimed, "These conditions are quite harsh."

Qin Chuchu said, “That’s right. Lu Qingzhi is very conflicted. He wants to sell some money to his daughter for medical treatment abroad, but he also doesn't want his ancestral business to fall apart in his hands, so he came up with this compromise selling condition.”

But he had an addendum: whoever could cure Lü Bǎnxià, the Anxin Courtyard would immediately surrender themselves, without asking for a single copper coin.

Ye Bufan said, "You know a lot about the Lu family."

Lu Huai'an was a good friend of my grandfather before, and the two families were quite close.

"It's just that Lu Huai'an passed away these past few years, so I haven't moved around as much. But our relationship is still good, and I know a lot about their situation."

Qin Chuchu said, "I think with your medical skills, even if you can't cure Lu Banxia, at least you can pass Lu Qingzhi's test, and it's just right to take over Xinglin Garden."

"That's a good idea." Ye Bufan nodded and said, "Since you are so familiar with the Lu family, what about Lu Banxia What happened to her that caused her madness Was it hereditary or did she suffer a major psychological blow"

Qin Chuchu said, "Of course it's not genetic. The Lu family has practiced medicine for generations, and every generation has been incredibly healthy, with no one ever suffering from heart madness."

As for a psychological blow, that's out of the question. Lu Banxia was stunningly beautiful from a young age, a true daughter of heaven. In the Jiangnan traditional Chinese medicine world, she was known as the "little prodigy" and enjoyed the favor of Mr. Lu Huai'an.

She had a natural talent for Traditional Chinese Medicine. At the age of five, she could recite the Tangtou song backwards. By ten, she could identify all kinds of Chinese herbal medicine. At sixteen, she obtained her license to practice Traditional Chinese Medicine and was able to see patients independently.

This is not all, Lu Banxia has had lofty aspirations since childhood and wants to carry on the legacy of Xinglin Garden.

That year, at the age of 17, I went to Harvard University in the US to study business administration. I hope to develop Anxin Garden using modern economic management models.

She studied at Harvard University for three years, topping her class in every subject each year. Even before graduating, she received numerous offers from large multinational corporations offering high salaries.

But Lu Banxia was determined to develop Traditional Chinese Medicine and rejected them all.

Over the years, countless men have pursued her, both domestically and internationally. However, she has consistently rejected them all, finding none worthy of her attention.

People like her are not to be trifled with, they don't deserve any attacks. They have nothing worth attacking in the first place.

Ye Bufan said: "To be so outstanding, it's indeed difficult to be discouraged by others."

Qin Chu sighed again and said, "It's a pity that heaven envies beauty. When Mr. Lu Huai'an passed away, Lu Banxia came back from the United States to handle her grandfather's funeral."

But after she came back, she suddenly fell ill with madness. Now she's become neither human nor ghost, a far cry from the brilliant girl she once was.

Ye Bufan frowned and asked, "How did she go insane"

Qin Chuchu said, "I heard that he was fine the night before. He slept for a whole night, and the next morning he completely became a madman. He beat anyone he saw, and he didn't even recognize Lu Huai'an."

"Let's go take a look, perhaps I can cure this illness," Ye Bufan said.

He felt that Lu Banxia had an evil aura about her, perhaps it was not an ordinary illness.

But now traditional Chinese medicine is in decline, and even fewer practitioners can treat exotic diseases. In this respect, no one surpasses him, the master of arcane arts.

Under Qin Chuchu's guidance, the two drove to the former Xinglin Garden.

As mentioned before, Xinglin Garden is located in the bustling center of Jiangnan City and covers a large area, at least over 1000 square meters.

This old house uses traditional construction methods, consisting of three courtyards in total. The first courtyard houses a main hall and a medicine room. The second courtyard has six wards for hospitalized observation of critically ill patients. The third courtyard, also with six rooms, serves as a private residence.

However, by today, the Xinxing Garden appears very dilapidated. Not only are the walls mottled and cracked, but the ground is also uneven and pitted, giving a desolate feel.

Such a large courtyard coupled with this scene, even a timid person wouldn't dare live here. If they were filming a horror movie, they wouldn't even need to build sets.

Parking the car in front, they saw that the courtyard gate was ajar. They knocked several times but got no response, so the two pushed the door open and went inside.

Qin Chuchu called out, "Is Uncle Lu at home"

The two courtyards in front were eerily silent, overgrown with weeds. Occasionally, a few rats scurried past, making the scene look desolate and abandoned.

Qin Chuchu couldn't help but sigh: "When I was a child, I often came to Xinglin Garden to play. At that time, this place was bustling with people, and the patients were all lined up. I never thought that one day it would become so dilapidated."

After passing through two courtyards, they suddenly heard a heated argument. They quickened their pace and came to the back hall, where they saw a middle-aged man arguing with a fat man.

A middle-aged man, dressed in a tattered robe with a bushy beard and hair like grass, looked utterly destitute and down on his luck. This was the owner of this place, Lu Qingzhi.

Opposite him stood a corpulent man, his face flushed and round. He was dressed in a designer suit with a thick gold chain around his neck and a large gold watch on his wrist. He looked like a nouveau riche, and it was none other than Zhao Dafu, the man who had once supported Huang Xiaoli financially.

He shouted: "I'm saying, you old man, are you crazy You sell for 50 million, I give you 100 million, what's there not to sell"

"If you still think the price is too low, I'll add another 20 million. How about 120 million"cession. Three bolts of lightning, as thick as water buckets, appeared suspended in mid-air.This time Zhang He also made a move, a white whisk appearing in his palm.But this thing was obviously no ord...