Chapter 395 Can’t Let Go

"I want all his information, from birth to now. Not a single clue can be left out."

"Yes, Mr. Chi."

After hanging up the phone, Chi Wenyan turned around and returned to the ward.

Ji Wan was sleeping soundly, his breathing was steady, and there was even a faint smile on his face.

Maybe I dreamed about my baby.

He walked lightly, sat down beside the bed, and his eyes fell on her face, so gentle that tears could drip from her eyes.

But the chill in my heart is spreading wildly.

Chi Lin, do you think you did it perfectly?

Do you think you can control me by using Ji Wan and the child's safety?

Let you be proud for a few days.

Wait until I pull out your fox tail...

The next day, Chi Lin came again, with just the right amount of concern on his face.

"How are you feeling today, Wanwan? Mr. Lu's medicine is working well, right?"

He looked like he was seeking credit, with temptation hidden in his eyes.

Chi Wenyan's expression was calm, and he even nodded slightly.

"Well, the doctor said the situation is much more stable. Thank you for your concern."

His tone was calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

A hint of pride flashed in Chi Lin's eyes, but he said modestly: "No, no, I took the money, this is what I should do."

"I'll have to trouble Mr. Lu for follow-up treatment."

"Don't worry, I've already told Mr. Lu that he will do his best." Chi Lin patted his chest and promised.

The two of them interacted with each other, being polite and distant.

Chi Wenyan looked at Chi Lin's hypocritical smile and sneered in his heart.

Act, keep acting.

See how long you can perform.

He needs time now.

Before Mr. Lu's true identity is revealed, he must stabilize Chi Lin and ensure the safety of Ji Wan and the child.

He will settle this account with both principal and interest.

Municipal Archives.

Liu Chang was buried in a pile of yellowed old files, and the dust made her sneeze several times.

This was a collection of field research materials she compiled for an old colleague about a remote ethnic minority group in the early years.

Dull and tedious.

She yawned and casually opened a rough-bound research notebook.

Several black and white photos slid out and scattered on the table.

"Tsk, this old photo..."

Liu Chang muttered and reached out to pick it up.

When her eyes swept across one of the group photos, she suddenly stopped.

The photo was a little blurry, but she still recognized the person standing in the corner at a glance.

Although she was much younger and dressed in a style with strong ethnic characteristics, that face, those eyes...

"Isn't this Mr. Lu?"

Liu Chang's heart was pounding and a chill instantly ran up his spine.

How is that possible?

How could the hidden miracle doctor Chi Lin mentioned appear in a survey photo of a remote ethnic minority from decades ago? And was he wearing local clothing?

This is not right.

Something is so wrong.

She picked up the photo, her fingers trembling slightly.

The "Mr. Lu" in the photo looks to be only about thirty years old, with sharp eyes, completely different from his current immortal appearance.

This is not some hidden miracle doctor at all. There is definitely something wrong with this person.

Liu Chang's mind was buzzing, and he instantly thought of Ji Wan's illness, Chi Lin's enthusiasm, and Chi Wenyan's lingering doubts.

A terrible idea formed in her mind.

no.

We must tell Ji Wan and President Chi immediately.

She hurriedly stuffed the photo into her pocket, grabbed her phone and rushed out.

The call was quickly connected, and Ji Wan's gentle voice came: "Hello? Changchang?"

"Wanwan, where are you? Are you with Mr. Chi?" Liu Chang's voice was hurried, with uncontrollable excitement and nervousness.

"In... in the ward, Wen Yan is here too. What's wrong? What happened?" Ji Wan heard something wrong in her tone.

"I've discovered a huge secret about that genius doctor Lu." Liu Chang lowered his voice but spoke very quickly, "I'll come to you right now, wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Chang hailed a taxi and headed straight to the hospital.

The street scene outside the car window was rapidly receding, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

Mr. Lu... Chi Lin... What kind of shocking conspiracy is hidden behind this?

Inside the luxurious private club room, the air was filled with the mixed smell of expensive cigars and red wine.

Chi Lin crossed his legs, leaned back on the leather sofa, held a cigar between his fingers, and puffed out smoke. His posture was comfortable yet a bit deliberate.

He's had a lot more money lately.

The injection of the mysterious funds replenished his dry cash flow and instantly made him more confident.

"Mr. Li, I'm not saying anything bad about you."

Chi Lin raised his chin and glanced at the middle-aged man sitting restlessly opposite him.

"Your small electronics factory has neither the technology nor the scale. It's only me, because of our long-standing 'friendship', that is willing to show you the way forward."

Mr. Li forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Mr. Chi, you're right, you're right. But the purchase price you proposed is really... too low. Even our costs..."

"cost?"

Chi Lin sneered and flicked the cigar ash with undisguised contempt.

"Who would talk to you about cost in this market? I'm willing to pay you because I'm giving you face, understand?"

He leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, but his tone suddenly became more serious.

"Don't be shameless."

"I tell you, if you miss this village, you will miss this shop."

Mr. Li's face turned even paler, his lips trembled, he wanted to say something but didn't dare to open his mouth.

Who doesn't know his means and influence in the business world?

Seeing this, Chi Lin's mouth curved even wider, with a kind of smugness that seemed to be borrowing the power of others to bully others.

"Mr. Li, I advise you to sign the contract quickly and take the money home to enjoy your retirement. Isn't it better than guarding that shabby factory?"

He pushed a document in front of Mr. Li, his eyes filled with an unquestionable sense of oppression.

"Sign it, don't force me to use other methods."

Mr. Li's hands were shaking violently as he looked at the contract that looked like a contract of selling one's body.

He knew that Chi Lin was relying on the power of the Chi family to rob people openly.

But he is just a small boss, what can he use to fight against the Chi family?

Chi Lin looked at his hesitation and clicked his tongue impatiently.

"Stop dithering. I'll give you three minutes. If you don't sign, I'll leave. Don't come crying and begging me then."

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of red wine. His eyes were cold, completely different from the condescending look he had shown in front of Chi Wenyan before.

Power and money are indeed the best supplements.

Chi Lin felt like he was floating in the air, with his eyes high above his head, as if the whole world was crawling at his feet.

He even began to fantasize about how he would be able to call the shots once he completely took control of the Chi family.

As for Chi Wenyan?

Humph, just a young boy who was blinded by emotions.

Chi Lin snorted in his heart, but a determined smile appeared on his face.

He likes the feeling of being in control.

It's wonderful.