The ring road city was a second-tier city, yet the business at the municipal hospital was always thriving.
By the time Qiao Nian took a taxi to the municipal hospital, it was nearly six in the evening. The sun outside had begun its westward descent, but the afterglow hitting her body was still unbearably hot.
She carried a plastic bag she had just retrieved from Wei Lou. The white plastic bag was printed with the name of a certain fruit shop, and inside was something that looked like it could be either fungi or meat, swaying within the bag.
Gu San, who was accompanying Ye Wangchuan downstairs to find Ye Qichen's doctor, spotted the person walking toward the inpatient area carrying a fruit bag with his sharp eyes.
"Isn't that Miss Qiao?"
Ye Wangchuan had originally been standing with his hands in his pockets, biting a nicotine cessation stick, his face etched with impatience and a bloodthirsty aura. Upon hearing this, he lifted his eyelids to look.
Sure enough, he saw that slender, rebellious figure by the elevator.
Gu San asked curiously, "Does Miss Qiao also know someone hospitalized here?"
What a coincidence.
Ye Wangchuan remembered the spicy hot pot she had taken him to eat last night. Having an idea of the situation, his voice was deep and his pace slow. "It should be an elder she knows."
Gu San quickly looked at him, his face full of astonishment.
*Holy crap, Lord Wang, you even know about this?!*
Unfortunately, Ye Wangchuan didn't look at him. From the moment Qiao Nian appeared, his gaze had not strayed from a single spot.
The girl standing by the elevator waiting was wearing the blue hoodie he had bought for her. The blue hoodie reached just above her thighs; she must have been wearing shorts underneath, revealing a pair of long, straight, beautiful legs. The blue color complemented her skin tone, making her appear as if she were glowing amidst the crowd. Even her silhouette was enough to draw attention...
*Tsk.*
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes, suppressing a trace of discomfort in his gaze.
Calculating in his mind, he said to Gu San, "Go back and prepare some pairs of women's jeans and send them to the villa."
"Huh?" Why was Lord Wang talking about jeans again?
Gu San was utterly bewildered, but he nodded in obedience. "Understood."
He glanced back and forth toward Qiao Nian when, suddenly, as if noticing something, he pointed at the bag in her hand with a look of surprise. "Lord Wang, look at that thing Miss Qiao is carrying. Doesn't it look like a Tai Sui?"
He had also been at the auction house that day.
He had seen the legendary "flesh lingzhi" with his own eyes.
That thing looked very similar to what was inside Qiao Nian's plastic bag.
But since they were far away, he wasn't entirely certain.
He muttered to himself, "...No way, right? How could Miss Qiao have a Tai Sui? Wasn't that thing auctioned off to the CEO of the Chengfeng Group? But it really looks like it."
If it truly was a flesh lingzhi—an item worth ten million—would Miss Qiao just pick it up and toss it into a random plastic bag she found somewhere?
As he spoke, Ye Wangchuan was also watching. His gaze fell on the plastic bag Qiao Nian was carrying in the distance; the shape of the object inside did indeed look very much like a Tai Sui.
However, like Gu San, he felt it was unlikely that Qiao Nian could have obtained a flesh lingzhi.
But he was more cautious and said to Gu San, "Go check. See how many Tai Sui were recently auctioned on the black market."
Gu San nodded and readily agreed.
Just then, the elevator arrived.
They watched as Qiao Nian, carrying that fruit shop plastic bag, entered the elevator with the crowd. There was no time to go over and greet her, or even to take a closer look at what she was actually carrying...
A hint of regret appeared on Gu San's face. Although he felt it was unlikely that what Qiao Nian was carrying was a highly valuable Tai Sui, he still wanted to go over and see. He looked up and said to the handsome man beside him, "Lord Wang, shall we go straight up to find the Young Master after we finish seeing the doctor?"
*Sigh, the Young Master is also pitiful. He lost his mother at such a young age, and his own father is a scumbag who chases after power and wealth. If it weren't for the Old Master and Lord Wang taking him in, forcing him to change his surname to his mother's and raising him by their side, there's no telling how much hardship the Young Master would have suffered following his biological father.*
And yet, those people still wanted to use the Young Master to climb their way into the Ye family.
Thinking of the person in the hospital room at this moment, Ye Wangchuan lost his patience and replied bluntly, "We'll talk after they leave!"
"Go, find out which floor Qiao Nian went to."
(End of Chapter)