Director Chen nodded: "She can be brought along, but she cannot see Jiang Cheng."

"She wasn't allowed to see him, and she's never met Jiang Cheng."

"Alright, we still have a lot to do over there. Let's go now. We'll take these things with us and wait for you at the hospital entrance after get off work."

After saying that, Director Chen stood up, and Director Liu and the man also stood up.

Director Chen was about to leave when he stopped, took a Type 54 pistol with a holster from his bag, and placed it on the table.

"This is my gun, Xiao Chu, you can take it for now, and return it to me after everything is completely resolved."

When Director Chen took out his gun, Director Liu turned to look at the man next to him. The man simply stood there with his head down, motionless like a pillar, as if nothing had happened in the house.

"Uncle Chen, this is your service pistol. It's inappropriate for me to hold it; that would be a mistake," Li Chu said hastily, waving his hand as he looked at the gun on the table.

Director Chen smiled at Li Chu: "I believe you won't do anything excessive. Take it, use it for self-defense during this period."

Before Li Chu could say anything more, Director Chen had already turned and walked out.

The man had already reached the door and opened it.

There was no other way; the person had already gone out, and he couldn't just chase after them with a gun.

Li Chu could only follow them out empty-handed.

Director Liu, lagging behind, said to Li Chu, "Prepare four one-inch photos for me later. No rush, you can give them to me anytime."

Li Chu looked at Director Liu with some confusion, but clearly the director had no intention of explaining. He simply patted Li Chu's arm, quickened his pace, and walked to the car to get in.

Director Chen, who was already seated in the passenger seat, rolled down the window and said, "Remember, a car will come to pick you up after get off work."

Li Chu stood at the door watching the jeep drive away. Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around and saw Ding Qiunan walking out from behind the curtain.

"You heard everything just now, didn't you?" Li Chu knew she must have woken up long ago and heard their conversation.

Ding Qiunan nodded: "I heard you say that those powdered powders are arsenic?"

"Yes, Director Guo's test results showed that it was that stuff."

As Li Chu spoke, he walked into the consultation room and picked up the gun that Director Chen had put down on the table.

Ding Qiunan casually closed the door and walked over: "Why did Uncle Chen leave you a gun?"

"Sigh, you're worried about our safety, aren't you? This is for my self-defense." As Li Chu spoke, he had already taken the gun out of its holster. It was clear that Director Chen cherished this gun and kept it in good condition.

Li Chu removed the magazine and checked it; it was already full of bullets. He pulled the bolt back, but there were no bullets in the chamber. He reset the bolt, put the magazine back in, turned off the safety, and put it back into the holster.

Ding Qiunan stood aside watching as her husband casually played with the gun.

How do you know how to use a gun?

Li Chu looked at her with some curiosity: "What did your parents do before? I've been doing that since I was little."

As he spoke, he put the gun in his hand into his satchel.

"I'm going to see Jiang Cheng after get off work. You'll come with me."

"Okay, I'll talk to you later. I'm going to the pharmacy. I'll come back after get off work." Ding Qiunan checked her watch and realized it was past work hours. She didn't want to stay there any longer; constantly taking leave wasn't a good idea.

After his wife left, Li Chu first went to the nephrology department to check on several patients who were still hospitalized, adjusted their prescriptions, and then returned to the consultation room. He took off his white coat and prepared to go home to get his one-inch photo.

Although Uncle Liu said he wasn't in a hurry, he was too lazy to make a second trip, so he took advantage of the day to give him the photos. He didn't know what Uncle Liu wanted the photos for.

After returning home and retrieving the photos, Li Chu thought for a moment and also took four photos of Ding Qiunan. He planned to ask Director Liu if it was something good and include his wife in the photos as well.

When he returned to the hospital, Grandpa Zhang from the reception desk handed him another letter, just like the one from the morning, with the same mailing address, the same mailing date, and the same Song typeface.

Feeling it through the envelope, the letter inside was folded into strange shapes.

Without a doubt, it must contain arsenic. This is clearly a death sentence. Will there be more similar letters later?

While small amounts of arsenic may not cause significant skin problems, it shouldn't be in contact with the skin every day, in case you accidentally inhale it.

I must remind my wife again later that if she receives another letter, no matter where it comes from, she shouldn't open it right away.

Sitting in the consultation room, Li Chu put the letter into his bag, intending to give it to Director Liu later.

They sat in the clinic until the afternoon when they finished get off work. After Ding Qiunan arrived, the two of them ate some food in the cafeteria. They didn't know what time it would be until late at night.

When they arrived at the hospital entrance, the car sent by Director Liu was already waiting there.

The driver was the same man who came with us earlier and was taking notes.

After getting in the car, the man didn't say a word and just drove off.

More than twenty minutes later, we arrived at our destination.

This is not Director Liu's workplace. Looking at the ordinary courtyard in front of him, it is hard to associate this place with that violent organization.

Director Liu was already waiting at the door. When he saw the two of them come down, he arranged for a female colleague to lead Ding Qiunan to the lounge to rest for a while.

He then led Li Chu directly to the second floor.

"Director Liu, I brought the photos. What do you need them for?"

"We'll get you a gun license and a work permit for our unit's external expert, so you can carry a gun from now on. But we won't be giving you an extra salary," Director Liu explained to him.

Li Chu's eyes lit up, and he grinned as he pulled out Ding Qiunan's photo from his pocket.

"Director Liu, why don't you just get it done for my wife too?"

Director Liu was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a smile: "You little rascal, you even try to take advantage of this little bit of money."

As he spoke, Director Liu took the photo and put it in his pocket.

Director Liu led him to a reception room on the second floor, arranged for Li Chu to sit there, and then sent someone to bring Jiang Cheng over.

Li Chu sat alone in the reception room, his mind racing with random thoughts.

The sound of chains jolting Li Chu out of his thoughts.

The door to the reception room was pushed open, and Jiang Cheng walked in slowly, his back bent.

He had no choice but to bend over, with shackles on his feet and handcuffs on his hands, connected by a short iron chain, making it impossible for Jiang Cheng to straighten up.