Chapter 427 Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

The two of them had a great time talking about people they were familiar with.

Perhaps it was because late at night was a good time for chatting, Qin Lang naturally turned the topic to the bottle of magic medicine that Tu Huan gave her before leaving.

"Miss Jiang, please believe that I have no ill intentions in asking this. I'm just purely curious. To be honest, I own a small antique shop in H City and it might be a professional habit."

"I understand." Jiang Li was not an ignorant person after all. Moreover, she was friends with Xie Huailuo. She thought that the small antique shop he mentioned was just his self-deprecation.

Jiang Li pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Qin, you're so frank, I can't just brush you off. But to be honest, when Huanhuan gave me this bottle of medicine before she left, I really didn't think too much of it. I just thought it was a token of her kindness, and I treasured it. I was also frightened by Siming's condition that day, so I acted impulsively and tried to save him. Don't even mention you guys. Afterwards, I was so scared that my legs almost paralyzed."

Qin Lang smiled faintly, "Judging from the current results, Miss Jiang's impulsiveness is very good."

Jiang Li also laughed helplessly. "Yeah, looking at the results now, it was purely an accident, but the medicine did work after all. However, if Mr. Qin wants to ask me about this medicine, I really can't help. I didn't even know Tu Huan had such a miraculous medicine with such an effect."

She thought about it and asked Mr. Qin, "I don't know if Huanhuan still has this medicine, but since Mr. Qin knows Huanhuan, if you need it, why don't you go ask her directly?"

Qin Lang smiled and said, "Actually, I asked before. A friend of mine was in urgent need of it. He ordered a few from Miss Tu for one million each."

"Ah?! One million for each one?" Jiang Li was stunned for a moment.

Her mind went blank. It wasn't that the price of this life-saving miracle drug was too high, nor was it that their Jiang family couldn't afford it. What surprised Jiang Li even more was that in all her interactions with Tu Huan, she had never realized that Tu Huan was so calm and generous in giving her such a valuable "thing".

And she didn't even realize how great a friendship this was.

It is hard to say whether Mr. Qin in front of her deliberately let her know the value of this medicine, but she knows in her heart that something that can save Xie Siming cannot be an ordinary thing.

This also made her suddenly feel a little awe towards Tu Huan's current living conditions.

They hadn't been together in close proximity for a long time, and she had no idea what other special changes had taken place in Tu Huan's life besides painting.

Jiang Li looked at Qin Lang opposite her.

She thought to herself that being able to keep in touch with Xie Huailou's good friend, and that the other party's tone of voice towards Huanhuan was quite respectful, Jiang Li's clever brain turned back and forth, and she suddenly felt that Tu Huan must have undergone great changes in the past few years.

Or maybe there is another possibility, that is, the family behind Huanhuan is different from others?

The sky above Haicheng tonight is covered with thick clouds, and the city's neon lights are flashing in the middle of the night. Outside the window of the intensive care unit of a private hospital, there is a straight road and vehicles passing by from time to time. The street lights on both sides are on, and occasionally there are slow-moving passers-by, looking left and right as they cross the road.

The two chatted until late at night when the nurse came to check on the ward, and their conversation was temporarily interrupted. Jiang Li got up and followed the nurse into the ward to check on the care.

Qin Lang got up and went to the window to relax.

The phone in my pocket rang.

It was a message from my father, Comrade Lao Qin.

Comrade Lao Qin: "I have landed in H City."

Pretty fast, Qin Lang thought.

"Go home straight after landing?"

Qin Lang sent a message to ask.

No movement.

It took a long time before Comrade Lao Qin responded.

"No, time is of the essence. I'll go directly to the Li family and pay them a visit."

When Qin Lang saw the message, he thought he was seeing things.

He looked up and made a call. As he was walking out, he bumped into Jiang Li who was escorting a nurse out. He held up the phone and opened the door for the nurse like a gentleman. He also said hello to Jiang Li and said, "I'm going out for a while. Call me if you need anything."

"It should be fine now, you can take a rest."

Qin Lang nodded and turned to go outside again.

When I came out with the cigarette box, Comrade Lao Qin opposite me finally answered the phone.

"Hello?"

Qin Lang took a cigarette from the cigarette box, then took it off and asked into the phone, "No, Comrade Qin, what's wrong with you? Don't you see what time it is? Why don't you go home for a night to rest and pack up? Why are you rushing straight to the Li family with your bag on your back?"

The driver's voice came from the phone: "It's going to be fifty kilometres to go there at this time."

"Gaga, ga! Make way!"

"Okay!"

There was a burst of noise on the phone. Qin Lang waited for a few seconds and finally heard his father's voice again.

Comrade Lao Qin fastened his seat belt and turned in a different direction to answer the phone.

"You know nothing. I'm just wearing this. I'll go straight to him after getting off the plane. Only by meeting him can I show my sincerity."

The taxi quickly drove out of the airport area. In the late night of H City, the moon was bright and there were few dark clouds.

After suddenly returning from the west, the temperature dropped by more than ten degrees, so Comrade Lao Qin had to put on an extra layer of thick clothes. Fortunately, it was warm in the car. He returned on time as planned and was in a good mood, so he was also interested in chatting with his son Qin Lang.

He pretended not to hear his son's disapproval on the phone and continued to do as he pleased.

Qin Lang was helpless, knowing that even the gods themselves would not be able to stop his father at this time, so he simply ignored him and let him go.

"You're just going to go there empty-handed in the middle of the night? Without any gifts?"

Comrade Lao Qin said shamelessly: "I am a gift."

Qin Lang was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone: ...

How should I put it? If our blood relationship wasn’t so close, I really wouldn’t want to admit that we are father and son.

As they got into the car, Comrade Lao Qin suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, did Lan Qiao mention this to you?"

"Not yet."

"That shouldn't be the case. That kid is so cunning. Even if he's not one of us, how could he be missed out on such an opportunity to get close to the government and gain wealth? Our H City is only this small."

Comrade Lao Qin's tone was sarcastic.

Qin Lang was helpless: "My uncle should only be interested in things."

As for the mysterious matters like the emergence of a family that has been in seclusion for a hundred years, Lan Qiao didn't seem to be very interested in them.

Comrade Lao Qin didn't think so. "Just wait, it won't be long before I run into your money-grubbing uncle, believe it or not."

Qin Lang didn't like to talk about this topic, so he changed the subject and asked, "The Li family is leaving the mountain. Why? Is there a ceremony?"

"Who knows? I haven't seen it."

The scarlet flame flickered at Qin Lang's fingertips as he looked at the building with flashing lights in the distance.

"Dad, do you think it's a good thing or a bad thing for a family that has always been reclusive to suddenly come out of hiding?"