I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The designated driver has arrived.

The bill came to a total of 416 yuan, and the owner even rounded it down. Tong Dan opened the car door and took out the fur coats she had brought from Ninghai. Sure enough, there were only two sets.

She walked over to the Maserati Quattroporte parked in front, opened the back door, tossed someone into the back seat, and clapped her hands.
"Consider it payment for the consultation fee."

"Let's meet again."

Fang Qing opened the driver's side door and got in.

In the pitch-black night, Tong Dan took two steps forward, leaned against the driver's side door, and knocked on the car window.

"Whoosh-"

The car window slowly rolled down.

Tong Dan calmly said, "I've come up with a solution."

Inside the car, Fang Qing looked at her.

"Rabbits actually have a secret weapon: they stop reproducing. If they stop reproducing, wolves will be wiped out, and the days of lions enjoying a life of ease without working will be over."

"Or, we could just set a huge fire and burn down Lion Manor. Of course, that's illegal, so it's better to stop breeding. Stopping breeding is a matter of personal freedom and doesn't violate the Forest Code. But if we do that, it might force powerful creatures like lions to change. Lions can use the Forest Code to create privileges for themselves, and to ensure the happiness of their descendants for generations to come, they certainly wouldn't mind using the Code to bestow some benefits on rabbits. After all, carrots aren't the source of a lion's good life; an endless army of rabbits is."

Say it.

Before Fang Qing could speak, Tong Dan stood up straight, waved, and turned around: "Drive safely."

The Maserati's windows rolled up, and then it started moving, slowly driving away from the side road.

"Master, you can go now."

Tong Dan sat in the back seat of her car and yawned.

It's quite close to the First People's Hospital; it's just a short walk away. But since the tastes have changed slightly, there seems to be no need to rush.

Medical resources are precious, and it's almost 8 p.m. now; they should be given to patients who truly need emergency care.

The noble and aloof trident drove towards the inner city.

Not long after Boss Jiang left, only ten days to half a month, the city had undergone visible changes. Before, you could simply turn right after entering the East Gate and drive along the city wall for a hundred meters to reach the Third Construction Company compound. But now, that's not possible; traffic control has been implemented, and you have to take a long detour.

For the residents of the Third Construction Compound, this change was undoubtedly very inconvenient, but no one complained.

As the face of the ancient city, Dongmen has long been touted as a place to be vigorously developed in order to support the development of tourism. It has only recently been implemented. As one of the largest old residential areas in Dongmen, rumors of the demolition of the Sanjian Compound began to circulate ten years ago. After so many years of speculation, the matter has finally been settled.

That's right.

The entire Third Construction Company compound is being relocated. This compound, which represents a footnote to the history of the ancient city, is giving off its last bit of vitality to make way for the city's revitalization.

The relocation site is located outside the city, in a bustling commercial area with beautiful scenery and convenient transportation. It is also a brand-new residential building. Everyone is immersed in the great joy of moving into their new home, and no one cares about the inconvenience caused by the planning of the ancient city.

They won't be staying here for long; this compound will likely be razed to the ground soon, becoming a memory forever.

may.

This is the role of a leader.

With Zhou Gongzi's imprisonment, Shacheng was taken over by new people, and the city underwent rapid changes.

Not only the Dongmen area, but the entire Shacheng has entered a period of major reconstruction. Abandoned wasteland is being utilized to create cultural landscapes or small parks, and unnecessary green belts are being leveled and expanded into lanes to alleviate traffic pressure.

It turns out that government efficiency can be immediate.

It took more than ten minutes for the Maserati to drive into the Third Construction Company compound. Fang Qing parked downstairs, opened the back door, and took out the gifts that Tong Dan had brought back from Ninghai.

The stairwell was dark and deserted. The paint on the doorway had turned from dark red to gray, almost blending into the cement. The apartment across the hall was still empty.

"came back."

There was no air conditioning in the living room, so Fang Weiguo was sitting on a small heater watching TV, while Pan Hui...

Tsk.

She's even knitting a sweater.

However, judging from the size of the nearly finished sweater, it is not intended for an infant, but for an adult man, and is about the same size as Fang Weiguo.

"Tong Dan bought it for you."

Fang Qing closed the door, walked over, and handed the two expensive fur coats to her parents.

"A gift from Tong Dan? I can't possibly accept this."

Pan Hui stopped what she was doing, and when she saw that it was a high-end fur coat, she quickly said, "It's too valuable, we can't accept it."

"Ren Tongdan is a CEO now, so it's nothing to her."

Fang Weiguo, however, was unconventional. He took the fur coat out of the sealed bag and asked, "Isn't this a bit too fashionable for your mother and me to wear?"

"You really don't hold back."

Pan Hui is funny.

"Why should I refuse a child's kind gesture? I've been wearing the sweater you knitted for decades. I'd like to try it out and see if it's as warm as this fur coat."

Fang Weiguo stood up as he spoke.

"Be careful not to burn it."

Pan Hui reminded him to pay attention to the small sun.

Fang Weiguo walked to the cabinet, took off his coat, and put on a mid-length black fur coat.

"You know what, it really is warm."

He raised his arm, using the glass door of the cabinet as a mirror. "Tong Dan has really good taste; she looks several years younger."

"Look how smug your dad is."

Pan Hui smiled.

Fang Qing sat down on the sofa and put her hands on the small heater to warm them. "I have to go to Jiangcheng."

Pan Hui, who hadn't had a chance to try on the clothes yet, was taken aback.

Fang Weiguo, who was standing in front of the locker, also looked over.

"Why go?"

"Work."

Fang Weiguo walked back, "Finally, work has come?"

"The way you're talking makes it sound like Qingqing is an idle person. Didn't Qingqing also contribute to the downfall of the Zhou family?"

"That is."

Fang Weiguo nodded, "Then go and help your daughter pack her clothes. It seems to be colder in Jiangcheng than here, so bring her some extra clothes."

"I can clean it up myself."

Fang Qing's tone revealed a hint of involuntary helplessness, "I'm not a child anymore."

"Of course you're not a child anymore. But in your dad's and my eyes, you'll always be a child. You'll understand when you become a parent yourself."

Some feelings can never be truly understood without experiencing them firsthand. Without thinking, Pan Hui then asked, "How long will it take?"

"It shouldn't take more than a few days."

Fang Weiguo sat down next to his daughter and said, "Take care of yourself while you're traveling alone."

Not to mention Fang Qing, even Pan Hui was a little amused and exasperated. Of course, she knew that her husband was deliberately messing things up. She glanced at her husband, suppressed her laughter, and cooperated, as if she had returned to the time when her daughter went to university in Kyoto for the first time. "Well, if you have any problems, just call your parents. Your parents will always be your strong support."

The same words, heard in this context, evoke a completely different feeling.

Yes.

Parents will always give everything for their children, without reservation, without expecting anything in return, and without any regrets.

"Guess what case I'm going to Jiangcheng for this time."

Mr. and Mrs. Fang were both surprised. Joking aside, they rarely asked about their daughter's job, so they never expected her to bring it up on her own initiative.

"What new projects has Xiao Jiang invested in in Jiangcheng? Is he asking you to oversee them?"

Fang Weiguo tentatively asked.

Fang Qing shook her head.

"How could your father and I have guessed?"

"You all know about this."

"we know?"

The couple looked at each other in bewilderment.

Fang Qing didn't make things difficult for her parents, "about the baby girl from Licheng."

"what?"

The couple were even more stunned.

"You mean that five-month-old baby girl?"

Fang Weiguo confirmed it with surprise and doubt.

"Mm." Fang Qing nodded.

Pan Hui was shocked.

Although they are just ordinary people, this news has caused such a huge stir that it has become a household name, and everyone is talking about it on the streets.

"Didn't that happen in Licheng? What does it have to do with Jiangcheng?"

Pan Hui couldn't help but ask.

"The family decided to bring the child to Jiangcheng for an autopsy."

Those who had heard about the ins and outs of this incident were generally familiar with it, and Fang Weiguo was no exception. Upon hearing this, he nodded unconsciously.
"Going to other places is the right thing to do. If you stay in the local area, you'll mostly be protecting each other."

"What does that have to do with you?"

Pan Hui was confused.

"It has nothing to do with me."

Fang Qing replied, "But I can only follow the company's orders."

Fang Weiguo and his wife were stunned.

"...What does this have to do with your company?"

Pan Hui quickly asked another question. Fang Qing shook her head.

The Fang couple fell silent, trying to process the sudden news.

The misfortune of the girl from Licheng, and the misfortune of her family, has been witnessed by people all over the country, who feel deep sympathy for her.

hard to believe.

In this era where material life is becoming increasingly affluent and civilized, it is astonishing that such a heinous thing could happen.

"This case must be very stressful."

Fang Weiguo said slowly.

"There might be a little."

Fang Qing didn't seem nervous at all.

Pan Hui suppressed her shock, grasped her daughter's hand, and her face, etched with the marks of time, was filled with determination and encouragement. "Qingqing, your parents support you, and the people of the whole country support you. No matter the outcome, just do your best. You need to know that you are doing a good deed, doing something righteous."

Fang Qing smiled slightly, her hand, warmed by the small sun, resting on her mother's rough palm.

"Actually, I'm only there to provide support; the real key lies in the autopsy results."

Where will the autopsy be performed?

Fang Weiguo asked.

"Spark Medical Center".

"Isn't that... the hospital where Zhang Zhongquan is staying?"

"Ah."

"Did Xiao Jiang really get involved?"

Fang Weiguo asked in surprise.

"do not know."

"You kid."

Pan Hui said, "Wasn't it Xiao Jiang who called you?"

It's really not.

Fang Qing did not answer.

"Xiao Jiang, that kid, really hasn't changed his original intentions."

Fang Weiguo was moved once again, filled with emotion, "Old Jiang really left too early, otherwise he would be so smug now."

As he spoke, he looked at his wife and said, "How about we take some time soon to visit Lao Jiang and the others?"

"Row."

Pan Hui didn't hesitate at all. "How about tomorrow, Qingqing? You shouldn't be in such a hurry, right? Go see your Uncle Jiang and the others tomorrow, and then you can go to Jiangcheng. Your Uncle Jiang and the others will definitely cheer you on."

ghost.

Is it scary?

They might be the close friends, relatives, or family members that the living yearn for.

Fang Weiguo nodded unconsciously, thinking that his wife's arrangement was quite good. However, to the couple's surprise, their daughter, whom they thought would have no objections, actually refused.

"I'm not going."

Fang Qing made it clear that she would withdraw her hand from her mother's hand and her own hand.

"I'm going to pack my bags."

She got up and went into the bedroom, leaving the couple sitting dumbfounded on the sofa.

"what happened?"

Fang Weiguo asked his wife, stunned.

"how could I know?"

Pan Hui was also very puzzled.

"Did they have a fight?" Fang Weiguo guessed.

"with who?"

"Who else could it be?"

"How could that be? Even if they argued, Qingqing would still go to see Lao Jiang and the others."

Pan Hui has absolute confidence in her daughter's character.

"Too."

Fang Weiguo was completely baffled and couldn't understand it at all. "They went to Jiangcheng to see a concert together last time, they were so close. It hasn't even been that long, it's really strange..."

Ignoring her parents' headaches in the living room, Fang Qing took out her suitcase, opened the wardrobe, and calmly began packing her clothes.

Just like when I had dinner with Tong Dan, we ate houttuynia cordata but not stinky mandarin fish.

Some sudden changes may not be related to external factors, but are more likely due to problems with one's own mindset.

Visit the deceased.

You have to have an identity.

before.

She is a junior.

She is my niece.

But now?

She could hide it from her parents and from everyone who was alive, but she couldn't deceive the dead.

suddenly.

She could understand why that guy used to like running away so much.

Only by experiencing something firsthand can one truly empathize with it.

"hiss……"

As she squatted down and neatly folded her clothes into her suitcase, a sudden wave of dizziness struck her, causing her to instinctively grab the bed and adjust her breathing. It took a while for her to feel a little better.

She frowned, and could only temporarily give up packing her clothes. She slowly got up, supported by the bed, and sat down on the edge of the bed, still feeling a little dizzy.

Excessive worry is not advisable.

However, when abnormal situations occur repeatedly, they cannot be dismissed as mere coincidences.

Am I really sick?
Fang Qing raised her hand to support her forehead, partly to relieve the dizziness and partly to check if she had a fever, but found that her forehead was not hot.

She has always been relatively healthy and has rarely been sick since childhood. The last time she went to the hospital was for gastroenteritis, which was caused by Tie Jun's pre-wedding party, where he drank alcohol and got caught in the rain late at night.

She was a lawyer, not a doctor. She suspected that something was wrong with her condition, but she couldn't diagnose herself. At the same time, she didn't want to worry and alarm her parents.

It doesn't matter.

We are now in the age of intelligence.

When in doubt, AI is there.

Fang Qing took out her phone and sent her situation to the AI ​​for analysis. The AI ​​told her that people with low blood sugar would feel dizzy if they squatted for a long time, and suggested that she eat two candies.

But she didn't have low blood sugar at all!

really.

Current AI is only slightly better than being mentally challenged.

"The information you provided is limited, so we can only make the above preliminary analysis. If you need a more accurate diagnosis, please enter more detailed symptoms..."

and many more.

Looking at the small print that slowly appeared, Fang Qing remembered an unusual thing that she hadn't paid much attention to recently.

She abandoned the idea of ​​throwing her phone away, retyped, and added the information.

My period is two days late.

Why didn't she drink just now?

I just feel like my period is coming soon.

"Thinking..."

A few seconds later.

The text pops up in the dialog box.

"Your current combination of symptoms requires priority to rule out pregnancy-related reactions, but you should also not ignore the possibility of other health problems. It is recommended that you go to the hospital for examination as soon as possible."

Barabara...

The AI ​​keeps jumping between words.

But Fang Qing, whose pupils were contracting violently, no longer had the energy or patience to watch any longer.

She doesn't understand medicine.

However, even someone who has only graduated from elementary school can understand the phrase "pregnancy reaction".

The usually composed and intellectual woman was struck dumb, staring blankly at the still-answering dialog box on the screen. Her mind was a complete mess, and she had lost all self-awareness. Yet, she could hear the pattering of rain.

It's sunny.

When I drove back, there was absolutely no sign of rain.

The sound of rain.

She knows it very well.

—The sound of rain outside the window was exactly the same as that night not long ago when I watched "The Haunted Village" at the Jiangcheng Hotel.

Raise your head three feet and there is a god.

A tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years may not be believed, but it should be respected.

Has the retribution for blasphemy against the gods arrived? (End of Chapter)