Chapter 92 Someone is determined to drag Gu Baobao into the mud.

In the provincial capital, there is an inconspicuous three-story gray building.

This is the location of the Special Affairs Investigation Office under the Provincial Revolutionary Committee. The signboard is ordinary, and the people coming and going also have normal expressions.

But those in the know understand that what is handled here are often sensitive matters that cannot be made public.

In the easternmost office on the second floor, a man in his forties, wearing a gray Zhongshan suit and with his hair neatly combed back, was frowning as he looked at a letter that had just been delivered to his desk.

The letter was unsigned, the handwriting was cut from printed text, and the content was brief yet shocking:

"Gu Baobao, the so-called 'specially appointed expert' of the island military hospital, has a questionable background. The ingredients of the special hemostatic powder she provides are unknown, and the efficacy data is questionable."

This person has been frequently contacting high-ranking officials recently, with unclear intentions. Furthermore, it has been observed that he has an ambiguous relationship with Lu Zhanming, a military officer in the military region.

There is a suspicion that she may be using her beauty to gain protection and steal secrets. It is recommended that a thorough investigation be conducted into her background and the true nature of the drugs to prevent damage to national interests.

The letter was only marked with a blurry postmark, indicating that it came from an island region.

The man stared at the letter for a full five minutes, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

Gu Baobao... He seems to have heard rumors about this name through other channels recently.

It wasn't an official announcement, but rather some private reminders and expressions of concern.

The content was largely the same, all pointing to this suddenly emerging, overly young expert.

If it's a false accusation, why are there so many?

If it's true... then the report on the effectiveness of the hemostatic powder was endorsed by that old-fashioned Qian Weiguo.

He knew Qian's character and technical vision.

The man picked up the phone and dialed an internal number.

"Hello, it's me. There are two things: First, check all the materials recently reported by the island military region regarding a person named Gu Baobao and a new hemostatic drug. Also, keep an eye on secret channels."

Secondly, we should inquire with several provincial leaders to see if they have recently received any complaints from the public regarding the island military region or this person.

After hanging up the phone, he picked up the anonymous letter again and examined the edges of the cut-out text carefully against the light from the window.

The technique was rough, revealing an impatience.

But the rougher it is, the harder it is to track sometimes.

He walked to the wall, opened the filing cabinet, and inside lay two more letters with extremely similar formats and tones, both recently received from different post offices.

It seems someone is determined to drag this Gu Baobao into the mire...

The man closed the filing cabinet, his eyes unfathomable.

It seems the wind has already picked up over on the island.

I just don't know which way the wind will blow.

Island, evening.

Gu Baobao finally finished her discussion with Professor Qian, Dean Zhou, and several doctors who were still having a lot to say. Dragging her slightly tired but still energetic steps, she walked back to the family hospital.

The setting sun cast a long shadow of her.

The technical details they had just discussed, as well as the insightful improvement suggestions that Qian Xuesen had made, were still swirling in her mind.

She benefited greatly from the senior's rigor and open-mindedness.

As she approached her own courtyard, she saw Lu Zhanming standing under the crooked tree outside the gate, seemingly waiting for her.

The setting sun cast a golden glow on his tall figure.

"Brother Zhanming?"

Gu Baobao quickened her pace.

What are you doing here? Do you need something?

Lu Zhanming turned around and saw her; his cold, hard features softened unconsciously.

"I just went to a meeting at headquarters. I have something to tell you."

The two walked into the courtyard.

Gu Dongguo was reading a newspaper by the daylight at the entrance of the main room. When he saw them return together, he raised an eyebrow, said nothing, but simply moved his wheelchair further into the room to give them space to talk.

"It's about the hemostatic powder."

Lu Zhanming succinctly relayed Commander Feng's instructions and the superiors' decision, omitting the part about his own responsibilities in the security mission.

They only said that the higher authorities attached great importance to it, and that a working group would be sent to assist them soon, and that they planned to participate in an international trade fair.

Gu Baobao's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she listened.

So fast!

We're also going to participate in an exhibition in Country F!

This was completely beyond her initial expectations.

"Very good!"

She couldn't help but clap her hands gently, a pure and joyful smile spreading across her face.

"If we can open up the international market, we can not only earn foreign exchange, but also let more people see the value of our traditional Chinese medicine!"

Seeing her happy expression, Lu Zhanming's heart softened as well.

But remembering Commander Feng's instructions, he still said seriously:

“However, baby, this matter will take up a lot of your energy and will also make you more noticeable. You may need to be mentally prepared.”