With Leng Chuanjin's words that were akin to a promise, Xia Sanghuan didn't dwell on this issue any longer.
...
"That little girl has really been making quite a stir lately," Leng Qiuhua said as he stirred his coffee with a teaspoon and then took a sip.
Chen Jiayuan, sitting beside him, wore an inscrutable expression on his face.
He knew exactly who the "little girl" his father was referring to was.
Xia Sanghuan.
At this moment, the two of them were sitting in front of the office desk. The projector in the meeting room was showing the detailed information of the girl.
They had gathered almost all the information about her that was currently available, but they still hadn't found what they were truly looking for.
Her eighteen years in Qingshanpo were like a blank sheet of paper.
Apart from the information about her foster family, the information related to school was pitifully scarce.
So, she wasn't sent to Qingshanpo by the Fu family on purpose.
It was all just a coincidence.
Thinking of this, Chen Jiayuan gritted his teeth.
He was not willing to accept this.
He was not willing to see all the schemes he and Leng Qiuhua had laid for so long be ruined by an "uncertain factor."
The newspapers that the assistant had brought in early in the morning were casually tossed aside. Almost all the news on them was about this girl.
In just a few months, she had cured two rare diseases that had almost no clinical trial data before, published multiple papers, and even the two anonymous papers that had caused a sensation in the medical field last year were written by her.
"The person who catches Leng Chuanjin's eye must be extraordinary," Leng Qiuhua said.
"And that kid is especially concerned about her."
"This is where we were negligent."
Chen Jiayuan stared at the girl's photo, his eyes filled with...
"We thought that as long as we didn't let him find the medical prodigy or Yun Qi, everything would be fine. But in the end, this girl messed up our plan."
If it weren't for her, Leng Jingzhan would be dead by now.
And if everything had gone smoothly, Leng Chuanjin would probably be lying on the hospital bed waiting for the final death sentence.
The assets of the Leng family would then fall into their hands smoothly.
But this wasn't what worried Leng Qiuhua and Chen Jiayuan the most.
What they were most worried about was what exactly Xia Sanghuan and Yu Ming had talked about.
Yu Ming refused to say, and that woman also refused to say.
"If we had known this would happen, we should have killed her after that mission failed," Chen Jiayuan said.
Instead of just watching helplessly as she was protected by the police.
They knew that she would die. The law wouldn't let her go.
But they didn't know how much she had told Xia Sanghuan.
They had gone to great lengths to empty that laboratory. They couldn't let all their efforts go to waste.
With Leng Qiuhua's vigilance, he must have already found a way to get out of this situation unscathed.
But what about him?
What should he do?
He didn't think his bastard father would remember to pull him along when he ran away.
If it weren't for Wei Linjun's early death last time, he would probably have been thrown out by the old man as a useless piece.
This was also the reason why he was so eager to get Xia Anying to take action.
But in the end, it backfired.
Fortunately, Xia Anying wasn't a threat for now. He still had a chance to make up for this mistake.
"What are you going to do next?" Leng Qiuhua placed his cold coffee on the table beside him.
Chen Jiayuan naturally noticed this.
"Of course, I'll follow father's arrangements," he replied obediently.
"I actually want to hear your opinion this time," Leng Qiuhua said.
Hearing this, Chen Jiayuan's eyes dimmed.
Every time his father asked him this question, his father had already made up his mind.
What his son thought didn't matter to him at all.
Was the old man having a change of heart?
No.
He immediately denied this thought.
Most likely, his father really didn't know what to do next, so he came to ask him.
If his suggestion was good, his father might adopt it.
But if he thought deeper, his father was trying to push him out as a scapegoat.
And Chen Jiayuan thought the second possibility was more likely.
"Actually, I don't have any good ideas either," he said, frowning slightly, gently stroking his chin with his right hand, and leaning back in his chair as if he was really thinking.
"But anyway, we don't have much crucial information about Xia Sanghuan for now."
"To ensure the smooth progress of our subsequent actions, it's better to arrange someone to monitor her at all times."
"Are you so sure that Leng Chuanjin won't arrange someone to protect her?"
"So we need a candidate who won't arouse their suspicion," Chen Jiayuan said.
Hearing this, Leng Qiuhua paused for a moment.
"Why do I feel like you've already chosen someone?"
"Father really knows me well," Chen Jiayuan said with a fake smile.
"I'll send you that person's information this afternoon."
"I still have something to deal with, so I won't accompany you any longer."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the meeting room without looking back.
Because he knew that his father had already started thinking about how to persuade the person he had chosen to their side.
...
"Sanghuan, is there a new patient again?" Professor He pushed open the door of the research room and saw Xia Sanghuan, who had been there for several consecutive days.
"No," the girl turned around and gave him a weak and helpless smile.
"This medicine is for Jingzhan."
"...Are you sure?" Looking at the pills that could almost be called "prohibited drugs," Professor He didn't know what to say for a moment.
Seeing his shocked expression, the girl quickly explained.
"It's an auxiliary medicine for developing a new drug. It's not for Jingzhan to take!"
"That's good," the professor let out a sigh of relief.
He thought she had been so tired these days that she had become a bit muddle - headed.
"But why do you need to use this kind of medicine?" he asked as he picked up one of the boxes of pills and began to examine the ingredients and uses written on it carefully.
Hearing the professor's question, the girl's hand paused slightly.
"I got this from Wei Linjun," she said.
"Since he developed this medicine behind Fernos' back, maybe it has something to do with Jingzhan's illness."
She wasn't lying. When she was developing this medicine, she really thought so.
It's just that her original purpose wasn't this.
Now the research progress was at a standstill, and both she and the professor were at a loss.
Until she saw in her master's notes something that was the same as in Wei Linjun's experimental process.
Apart from being shocked, she also saw a glimmer of hope.
So she made up her mind to take a gamble.
The mixed potion was now being heated on the alcohol lamp. All she had to do now was wait.
But she was really too tired. Coupled with the scorching temperature around the alcohol lamp, she couldn't help but feel sleepy.