Zhan Jingting remained calm and composed. "You're the one making all the talk. How can I be sure that the Meng family has this medicine, or that it's genuine, let alone question whether you can get your hands on it?"

"Don't worry, Master Zhan. I wouldn't have come to you without being fully prepared." Meng Xiaokun took a puff of his cigar. "Although my father looks down on me, the Meng family has a family rule that has been passed down for hundreds of years. The key to the secret room where valuables are stored must be held separately by each member of the family in the current generation. There are only two of us brothers in our family, so my brother and I each have a key. Only when both of us take out the key together can we open the door to the secret room."

“I secretly stole the key from my brother and made a copy. I secretly went into the secret room to check, and the drug is indeed there.” Meng Xiaokun looked at him sincerely. “Master Zhan, I’m not that stupid. I know what the consequences would be if I lied to you.”

Zhan Jingting seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, he said, "I can agree to your conditions. Money in one hand, medicine in the other."

Meng Xiaokun's eyes lit up. "What about the medicinal herb company I wanted?"

“I can’t just give the medicine to my wife without her knowledge. The medical team will study it and make sure there are no problems before giving it to her. If she can wake up, I will keep my promise to you at any time. But if she can’t wake up, then there will be no follow-up.”

"Master Zhan, isn't this unfair?" Meng Xiaokun frowned. "I betrayed the Meng family to steal the medicine for you, so I can't just get a little money in the end."

"The choice is yours, I won't force you." Zhan Jingting stood up. "Take your time to think it over, goodbye."

After Zhan Jingting finished speaking, he got up and left.

He walked out of the teahouse, and the early summer evening breeze carried a faint floral fragrance in the air.

Zhan Jingting stopped and stared blankly at the pleasant night view.

If Wanwan were awake, this trip to Suzhou would have been a tourist trip, how wonderful that would be.

He would hold her hand and stroll along the ancient street, and she would tell corny jokes to try to make him laugh, because she always said he was expressionless and didn't like to smile.

They will be very happy.

But now, all happiness is just his fantasy and expectation.

"Master Zhan, aren't you leaving?"

The bodyguard's voice interrupted Zhan Jingting's thoughts.

He snapped out of his reverie and looked into the distance. “Madam loves quirky little trinkets. I’ll go take a look.”

"yes."

Zhan Jingting walked towards one end of the ancient street, with two bodyguards following at a distance.

There were many small shops and street vendors along the roadside. Zhan Jingting picked out two exquisite retro trinkets, and his bodyguard immediately went up to pay for and pack them up.

Zhan Jingting smelled a floral fragrance from afar and followed the scent, where he saw pots of gardenias on the ground.

The stall owner was a long-haired girl wearing a mask. When she saw someone stop, she subconsciously looked up, and the next second, she froze!

The face before her was so stunning that she was completely mesmerized!

Zhan Jingting didn't look at her directly; his gaze fell on the pots of gardenias, and he picked one up.

The bodyguard immediately stepped forward to take it and asked, "How much?"

The girl's gaze followed the man who turned and left, and she didn't hear what he said at all.

The bodyguard waved his hand in front of her eyes. "Boss, check please."

The girl then came to her senses and said, "No need, it's a gift."

"I don't need you to deliver it. How much is it?"

"Really, it's not necessary. This is for that gentleman."

The bodyguard had no choice but to give up, saying, "Alright, thanks then."

Zhan Jingting returned to the hotel and went straight to his room. "How is Wanwan?"

"Same as always," Xiang Yang asked. "How's it going on your end? Who contacted you?"

"Meng Xiaogan's younger brother, Meng Xiaokun."

"His brother refused to treat the eldest brother, so why is he looking for you?"

"He said the Meng family has a medicine that was the same medicine that woke up his great-grandfather from his coma years ago, and it might be able to wake Wanwan up."

Xiang Yang was delighted. "What conditions did he propose?"

"It's just money, that's not a problem."

"So you agreed?"

"Money is a small matter, of course I won't refuse."

"That's great!" Xiang Yang exclaimed excitedly. "Whether it's useful or not, at least it's an opportunity."

"Hmm." Zhan Jingting placed the gardenia on the bedside table, raised his hand and touched the girl's face. "Wanwan, I bought this on the way. Smell it and see if it smells good."

“Our eldest daughter loves flowers and plants, she’ll definitely like it.” Xiang Yang looked at Zhan Jingting’s face. “Now that we have the medicine and can get our hands on it, why do you look so unhappy?”

"I didn't have much hope. Meng Xiaokun is a complicated person..."

"What's wrong with him?"

Zhan Jingting sat down on the sofa. “Speaking of which, the Meng family had a pretty tough time with Meng Xiaogan’s generation. Meng Xiaogan was very mediocre, so he was the head of the family on the surface, but the one who really made the decisions behind the scenes was his father, Old Master Meng.”

"Then how can he become the head of the family? Can't Meng Xiaokun be the head? Or is he just mediocre?"

"Meng Xiaokun is more quick-witted than his brother, but he didn't use his intelligence for good. In his early years, he was addicted to gambling and lost almost all of the Meng family's already meager wealth before he finally gave up. As a result, in middle age, he was captivated by beautiful women and kept several women on the side. His wife divorced him, and his son disowned him."

“The woman outside swindled him out of most of his money and then dumped him. After that, she just loafed around at the Meng family’s place. How could I trust someone like that? So I made him hesitate and gave him some time to adjust.”

Xiang Yang's rare joy was completely washed away. "So what should we do now?"

“No matter how wicked Meng Xiaokun is, he knows the consequences of deceiving me, so this medicine must exist. I just don’t trust him to give it to me smoothly.” Zhan Jingting looked at the girl on the bed. “Moreover, the Meng family has a clean reputation. I don’t think Wanwan would want me to get the medicine this way, and she wouldn’t take stolen medicine.”

"When it really comes to the worst, we don't care about all that. Besides, we didn't steal it, we bought it."

"It's not time to be desperate yet," Zhan Jingting said calmly. "I have my own plans."

Xiang Yang felt inexplicably at ease. "Since you've said that, you must have an idea."

Zhan Jingting remained noncommittal and asked, "What about the eleventh?"

"Aunt Zheng took him to bathe."

"Go back to your room and rest."

"Okay, you should get some rest too."

Eleven was quickly carried back to her room by Zheng's mother, wrapped in a bath towel, looking extremely cute.

As Zheng Ma dressed him in his pajamas, she smiled and said, "Young Master, the young master looks so much like you. When I gave him a bath just now, it felt like I was back more than twenty years ago when I was bathing you."

Eleven smiled, her eyes crinkling, "So Daddy needed someone to bathe him when he was little?"

Zhan Jingting coughed lightly, looking slightly embarrassed.

Zheng Ma hurriedly apologized, "Young Master, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Zhan Jingting said calmly, "Go down."

"yes."

After putting on her cartoon pajamas, Shiyi ran over and kissed Qiao Wanwan's hand, said goodnight to her, and then climbed into the small bed next to her to sleep.

Zhan Jingting covered him with a blanket, returned to the sofa, and was about to take out his laptop to work when a sharp pain suddenly shot through his head!