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The wind swept the withered leaves into the bamboo shed.

Gu Qingshang stepped into the yellow mud.

She stood up straight, picked up the file folder with both hands, and pushed it forward.

"Extending life is the Gu family's selfish desire. Paying off debts is what the Gu family should do."

"Two things, two accounts. You refused treatment, but I will still investigate the old case to the end. The Gu family should admit their mistakes, and no one involved can escape punishment."

Cheng Shou-chou's gaze fell and landed on the red and blue striped label.

He reached out his right hand, which had a hollowed-out tiger's mouth, to catch the brown paper bag, and pulled over a broken wooden stool to sit down.

The first document was extracted.

Liver injury event review report, medicinal material comparison data, and ledger preservation receipt.

The bottom layer contains case files alleging that Gao Chengyuan transferred funds and seized evidence.

The pages turned, making a rustling sound.

Cheng Shouzhou's gaze swept over the official seal and judicial number, lingering on the date of the signature.

When the old man turned to the page with the liver function test results, his hand froze in mid-air.

The patient self-medicated with illegally obtained weight-loss drugs. The liver failure was unrelated to the prescription, and all submitted medicinal materials passed testing.

The elderly man's right arm muscles tightened.

The dark red old scar stretched across the sunken flesh.

The edges of the paper were pinched and curled, making a soft, crisp sound.

He was breathing heavily and hadn't taken a breath for a long time.

The documents were pushed back into the bag, and Cheng Shouzhou looked up and stared directly at Gu Qingshang.

"Gu Chengzhang's illness. You came to me about this."

Gu Qingshang met his gaze. "Yes."

"If I don't cure him, will your promise to reveal the truth still stand?"

"Fine," Gu Qingshang answered decisively. "The investigation into the old case has already been initiated, and it has nothing to do with the medical treatment. You kicked us off the mountain today, and the Gu family must bow their heads and admit their mistakes in front of the cameras."

Cheng Shouzhou turned his head and looked at Chen Lang standing behind him.

Chen Lang had his hands in the pockets of his pure black Arc'teryx hard-shell jacket.

His boots crushed the withered leaves, and his brows furrowed with nonchalance.

She nodded her chin in Gu Qingshang's direction. "If you nod, she'll go inside. If you shake your head, I'll take her away now."

Cheng Shouzhou stared at him. "Aren't you afraid of making a wasted trip?"

"Driving on mountain roads doesn't cost me any gas money."

Chen Lang's eyes curved into a smile, revealing his usual carefree and irreverent expression, but his gaze remained steadfast.

"You have the right to refuse to see anyone. The Gu family owes you a debt, and they have no right to use their dying life to force you to repay it."

Cheng Shouzhou looked away.

He placed the file folder untouched on the top shelf of the medicine rack, then turned and stepped into the inner room of the bamboo shed.

The sound of the metal cabinet being dragged could be heard.

Gu Qingshang opened his handbag, took out the consultation file, and handed it over with both hands.

"Mr. Cheng, medical records and old cases are not linked. You can refuse at any time."

Cheng Shou-chou took the paper images and data sheets and sat back down on the low stool.

He flipped through the MRI scans and medication records one by one.

When he turned to the emergency treatment plan issued by the Swiss medical team, he paused, his forehead wrinkles furrowing.

"Who came up with this deadly prescription?"

Gu Qingshang's palms were sweating, and his throat was dry, sore, and tight.

"A joint consultation by Swiss experts."

"Nonsense!"

Cheng Shou-chou slammed his hand heavily on the names of two antibiotics and a vasopressor, his veins bulging.

"Forcibly raising blood pressure and relentlessly pushing the circulatory system to its limits may result in the patient appearing energetic for seven days, but after half a month, their heart and lungs will fail on the spot, beyond the help of even a miracle."

Gu Qingshang's Adam's apple bobbed as he forced out a hoarse voice: "Is there any way to save him?"

"Not completely dead."

Cheng Shouzhou grabbed a marker and wrote down a few lines of Chinese medicine names on the blank medical record, then forcefully crossed out two of them.

"Stop the strong medication first. For the rejection treatment and acupuncture, go to a reputable tertiary hospital for a multidisciplinary consultation. If this drags on any longer, he won't live more than two months."

"There's an unconventional approach you can try, which could lead to the morgue at any time. You might suffer acute heart failure, massive bleeding, or even not survive the first two doses of medication. The chances of survival are at most 30%."

The handbag slipped off Gu Qingshang's leg.

It crashed onto the muddy ground.

She ignored the waiver scattered in her bag and went straight to her phone to call the chief lawyer, Xu Heng.

"Attorney Xu, immediately submit a request for a multidisciplinary joint consultation to the local top-tier hospital."

"The entire subsequent treatment process was video-monitored 24 hours a day. Family members, notaries, and the hospital director were all present."

The phone hangs up.

She looked directly at Cheng Shouzhuo.

"All medication data will be on file, and I, as a direct family member, will sign off on it. If anyone in the Gu family dares to alter even a single word of the medical records, you can immediately call the police and have them arrested. I will never let you take the blame for the Gu family a second time."

Cheng Shouzhou stood up, walked to the wooden shelf, and picked up a chipped iron box.

"I'll take this order."

Gu Qingshang bit her lower lip.

Her eyes stung, but she stubbornly held back the tears.

Cheng Shouzhou held up three fingers.

"First, give me seven days to complete the handover of the medicinal herbs in this tea garden."

Gu Qingshang nodded: "Okay."

"Secondly, I want to go down the mountain to pay my respects to the couple who died in the fire at the forest ranger station."

"I'll drive you myself."

"Third, once the treatment plan is finalized, I will walk out if anyone dares to interfere or try to sabotage it."

"The Gu family's chartered plane will be waiting at Dali Airport in seven days. You can set the departure time."

Cheng Shouzhou stuffed the medical records into the iron box.

He had just taken two steps into the inner room when he stopped.

He opened the pocket of his old shirt and pulled out a yellowed and brittle piece of moisture-proof paper.

The paper had seven handwritten numbers arranged on it.

"After the fire that year, all seven drug test subjects detained by the Gu family were transferred to Switzerland. Of those seven, at least one is still alive."

"Two years ago, someone sent a vacuum package via logistics, containing a fresh herb that can only grow on the northern slope of Cangshan Mountain, with a cardboard box underneath the package."

The withered finger pointed to the end of the moisture-proof paper.

That number, repeatedly traced with a ballpoint pen, almost tearing the back of the paper.

073.

"The person who sent the medicine knew that I survived the fire and that I had been looking for them for the past ten years."

"Is the outer packaging still there?" Chen Lang asked.

"Under the metal cabinet in the inner room."

Chen Lang didn't move.

"Keep it sealed as is, don't touch it."

He pulled up the contact code of the local police officer handling the case on his wrist communicator.

"The police came to pick up this item. The outer packaging, vacuum bag, and cardboard were sealed separately, and the tracking number and contact traces were investigated together."

"If we take it secretly, it will give people something to talk about later."

Cheng Shouzhou glanced at him.

"With your methods, have you really been in the police force?"

"Mr. Cheng, you flatter me."

Chen Lang folded the moisture-proof paper and put it into the evidence bag he carried with him.

A space was deliberately left at the seal for Cheng Shou-chou's signature.

He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"I haven't even gotten into university yet. I'm just an ordinary high school student. At most, I'm just a helpful bystander who runs errands for others."

A laugh escaped Cheng Shouzhou's throat.

Bend down and press your fingerprint onto the seal with ink.

The communicator on Chen Lang's wrist vibrated twice.

Shen Qingci sent an encrypted text message.

"A gray, unlicensed SUV made a U-turn down the mountain from the blind spot on the west slope. The chassis was covered in fresh mud. Ye Xingyu is locking onto the trajectory."

Chen Lang scanned the screen content and smoothed out the nylon cuffs with his long, slender fingers.

The black titanium steel earring in her left ear was bathed in the pale light of the day.

Gu Qingshang took two steps closer: "Something happened?"

"Someone is desperately trying to escape."

Chen Lang crushed half a piece of dead wood with his Martin boots and chuckled softly.

"Gao Chengyuan's men squatted halfway up the mountain for half a day, and they didn't even have the courage to go up the mountain."

Gu Qingshang slowed down and turned her head to look at him.

Chen Lang put one hand in his pocket and walked down the mountain into the wind.

"You just had Attorney Xu file a formal complaint against Gao Chengyuan, and the entire application for asset freeze and case filing materials were leaked to the Economic Crime Investigation Department."

"Now the legal process has completely blocked him. If those people had any brains, they would know that touching you now is like lining up to receive a silver bracelet."

He stopped at the edge of the stone steps.

"This search for people in Cangshan is now complete. Next, let's see how the Gu family puts on their show at the board meeting."

The off-road vehicle bumped along the muddy tracks down the mountain.

Apart from the roar of the engine, there was no other sound inside the carriage.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in the safe area of ​​the hillside viewing platform.

Gu Qingshang pushed the parking brake into place.

The car windows were rolled up, shutting out the noise from the mountain winds.

Her forehead hit the edge of the steering wheel.

His spine, which had been holding on so tightly, gave way, and his chest heaved up and down.

Tears streamed down her cheeks and splashed onto the leather seat, leaving dark stains.

Her fingers were trembling as she gripped the steering wheel, but she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

Chen Lang neither handed over the paper nor made a sound.

He rested his elbow on the car window and tapped the waterproof file folder with his knuckles.

"The person has come down the mountain, and the injustice has been cleared."

Gu Qingshang raised his face and hastily wiped away the wetness.

Chen Lang leaned back in the passenger seat, his profile silhouetted against the light and shadow, his tone nonchalant.

"Miss Gu. The security fee, investigation fee, and the remaining balance for the computer repair will all be settled tonight."

Gu Qingshang smiled and pulled out a few tissues to wipe his face.

He reached for his phone on the center console and dialed a number.

"Awei, I'll cover all the expenses in the courtyard tonight."

As soon as the call connected, Su Niannian's voice rushed into the carriage.

"The boss has spoken!"

"Should we reimburse Chen Lang for the fuel costs of his multi-million dollar RV? This guy runs the air conditioning like it's burning money; I suggest charging him three times the cost of his meals."

Chen Lang released the handbrake.

"Boss Gu, did you hear me?"

"Your CFO has started taking kickbacks."

Su Niannian slammed her hand on the table on the other end of the phone.

"Who took kickbacks? I'm just advocating for fair benefits for the team!"

"First, report back the two boxes of mushrooms you stole last night."

"That's called testing for poison!"

Bai Weiwei's laughter came from the side, along with the sound of her spatula hitting the iron pot.

Gu Qingshang hugged the file folder tightly.

He pursed his lips a few times, but eventually they curved upwards.

"It's all on me."