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"Is she suffering from an incurable disease?" Jiang Chen asked.
"I thought so too, that she was gravely ill. But when I asked her family, they were very secretive about it. They have brought Yang Yuxin home from the hospital to let her wait to die at home. It's strange; her parents usually dote on her and wouldn't just watch their daughter die," Qin Xiaoya replied.
"If her parents won't say anything, then I'll ask Yang Yuxin myself. She can hardly speak anymore; she was holding on by a thread just to send me a message. Even though she can't talk, I can tell she doesn't want to die. She has a strong will to live."
"Yesterday, I went to the hospital and finally found Yang Yuxin's attending physician. He was also very tight-lipped, but after some pressing, he revealed Yang Yuxin's condition to me."
"Yang Yuxin's illness isn't a medical issue but rather something that can't be explained scientifically. Every night, she suffers from nightmares. While I can't know what horrors she faces in her dreams, it's clear that they are terrifying. The nightmares torment her mind, preventing her from sleeping soundly. Anyone would struggle after days without sleep, let alone Yang Yuxin, who hasn't had a good night's sleep in nearly half a month. Even with sleeping pills or anesthesia, she can't escape the nightmares. It seems as if they are draining her vitality, leaving her increasingly weak. The doctor mentioned that Yang Yuxin might be haunted by something unclean."
"Young Master, Yang Yuxin is my friend. I can't just stand by and watch her die, so I beg you to help her," Qin Xiaoya pleaded with a sorrowful expression.
Jiang Chen looked at Qin Xiaoya and after three seconds replied calmly, "It's a small matter. After I meet Jin Jiangming tomorrow, take me to see your friend."
With Jiang Chen's assurance, Qin Xiaoya felt completely relieved. If he couldn't save Yang Yuxin, then there would truly be no hope left.
The next day, around nine in the morning.
Qin Xiaoya drove Jiang Chen and Zeng Xianyi to a courtyard in the Beijing suburbs. Although it was called the suburbs, it was still within the Fifth Ring Road. Owning a courtyard here was not something just anyone could achieve.
Jin Jiangming's courtyard was clearly newly built; it would be more accurate to call it a courtyard villa. From a distance, it resembled a royal mansion and was quite impressive.
In the past, Jin Jiangming would have proudly displayed "Jin Mansion" on the plaque at the entrance, but now he dared not be ostentatious; the courtyard didn't even have a sign.
Previously, this place had been rather quiet as Jin Jiangming kept a low profile. However, today the entrance of the courtyard was bustling with activity and filled with luxury cars. In Beijing, luxury cars were common sights and hardly surprising.
"It looks like Mr. Jin's house is quite lively today; I wonder what's going on?" Qin Xiaoya said as she parked in an area across from the courtyard.
"As far as I know, although Jin Jiangming has kept a low profile these years, his descendants are quite prominent figures in Beijing," Zeng Xianyi remarked.
Just then, they noticed someone putting up large characters for longevity at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Oh! So today is Mr. Jin's birthday! But it's not a milestone year; he should be seventy-three this year," Zeng Xianyi realized.
"Mr. Jin has been living quietly since his release from prison; I didn't expect him to celebrate his birthday so grandly. There must be many people here today bringing gifts; if we arrive any later, there probably won't be any parking spots left nearby," Qin Xiaoya chuckled lightly.
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