Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 301 Just to Give Her a Gift

Chapter 301: Chapter 301 Just to Give Her a Gift

By the time Xiao Dizi arrived, Secretary Fan had a few words with him before leaving. Naturally, he couldn’t pass up such a good opportunity to connect with Old Mr. Ji, and moreover, Secretary Fan hoped to see things through by handing Song Yunuan over to her family, so she could be completely at ease.

Xiao Dizi drove a medium-sized coach that was not for public use and was exclusively used by the organization.

Halfway through the journey, Song Yunuan asked Xiao Dizi to stop the vehicle, and she had the four bodyguards get off.

Of course, she couldn’t take them to Old Mr. Ji’s home. There was a guesthouse nearby that was open to the public, and Song Yunuan led them inside and booked two rooms for them.

Adah hastily paid for the rooms and handed Song Yunuan a thousand yuan, saying it was for Zhong Shaoqing’s food and accommodation expenses.

Song Yunuan lowered her voice and cautioned them, "I’ll come to find you tomorrow. Get some rest early today. And remember, don’t wander off. Beidu’s streets are swarming with public security officers. If they see you lurking around looking suspicious, they might come to question you. If you slip up, I won’t be able to help if you get caught."

They admitted they were not good people, but they never lurked around sneakily.

Adah hurriedly said, "Sister Nuan, don’t worry. We’ll stay in our rooms and won’t go anywhere, guaranteed."

Song Yunuan nodded in satisfaction. Their understanding of the situation was indeed commendable.

Then she continued her journey to the residential area where Old Mr. Ji lived.

The place where Old Mr. Ji lived was almost at the city center.

Upon arrival, she saw Ji Xinyi and Ji Yingying standing at the main gate.

Song Yunuan patted Ji Yingying’s little head and promised her that she would bring Little Asheng with her next time.

Ji Xinyi knew that Song Yunuan must have had urgent matters to attend to.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come without Asheng.

Song Yunuan said to Ji Xinyi, "Something came up last minute, so I had to change my schedule."

Old Mr. Ji lived in Wutong District.

It was a very quiet place, and the neighbors were almost all either rich or noble.

Many people were happy about Old Mr. Ji’s return.

However, some were not.

And right now, Old Mr. Ji was dealing with one such unhappy incident.

Upon learning that Song Yunuan had arrived, Old Mr. Ji, who was in the middle of a furious argument with someone, angrily told the other party, "I do not deny the value of Western medicine, but I do not agree with the current collaboration."

The other party said, "You’re stuck in the old ways. Nowadays, which examination can do without medical equipment?"

Old Mr. Ji said, "We will discuss the pharmaceutical collaboration with foreign partners in tomorrow’s meeting."

After that, Old Mr. Ji hurried back home.

Old Mr. Ji’s home was a large quadrangle dwelling, with an extensive area in the front used as a shed, under which were sundry drying racks. Probably due to the recent return, there weren’t many medicinal herbs, and Ji Xinyi told Song Yunuan that Yingying’s father was arranging medicinal plants in the backyard.

Upon knowing of Song Yunuan’s arrival, he immediately came over to greet her. Ji Xiangyang was tall and broadly built, looking about the same age as Song Liang, with a dark and lean appearance, but with handsome features and bright eyes, clearly a diligent and trustworthy man.

After exchanging a few words with Song Yunuan and seeing Old Mr. Ji arrive, he gave a sincere smile and joined Ji Xinyi in the kitchen, saying he wanted to prepare something delicious for Little Nuan.

They still didn’t know who the young man looking unwell beside them was.

Old Mr. Ji truly did not expect Song Yunuan to come.

It wasn’t a matter of not caring.

It just wasn’t the right time to come.

Song Yunuan pulled Zhong Shaoqing over to Old Mr. Ji, told him who he was, and explained her plan. Old Mr. Ji glared at Zhong Shaoqing, who didn’t know how to react and could only attempt to ingratiate himself with a flattering smile.

Old Mr. Ji was very angry.

Why was everyone from the Shangguan family so disgusting? At first, when Little Nuan was a stranger to them, they began to scheme, and now it was still the same. One could only imagine how despicable they were.

He said to Zhong Shaoqing, "Come here."

Zhong Shaoqing obediently approached and extended his arm. He had heard from Little Nuan what Old Mr. Ji did for a living. Surely, Old Mr. Ji asking him to come over wasn’t for a casual chat; it must be to examine him.

Old Mr. Ji saw how compliant he was and then looked at his complexion, which was much more impressive than Xia Xindong’s.

There were too many toxins in his body.

Immediately, Old Mr. Ji’s eyebrows raised slightly in surprise as he looked at Zhong Shaoqing several times.

This man had a strong resistance to drugs, a natural candidate for drug trials.

The thought flashed by and was not something he would share with others.

Old Mr. Ji said, "I’ll prepare some medicinal pills for you. Take them as instructed, and they can alleviate your current condition. Once you’re more stable, I’ll re-prescribe for you."

Zhong Shaoqing stood up, straightened himself, and then knelt on the ground. Old Mr. Ji remained still while Shaoqing kowtowed three times, his voice choked with emotion, "Old Mr. Ji, I cannot forget this great kindness. Shaoqing will certainly repay you!"

Old Mr. Ji waved his hand, "I know. Get up now."

After seeing to Zhong Shaoqing, Song Yunuan said she wanted to go find Xia Bowen.

Old Mr. Ji said, "I have a meeting tomorrow. It’s about a collaboration to build a pharmaceutical factory with Country B. I disagree, but most people are in favor because the conditions promised by the other party are very attractive. Once the meeting is over, can I then take you to see Xia Bowen?"

He didn’t want to accompany her, naturally, because he was worried.

Song Yunuan understood and said, "They want to donate medical equipment to you without charge, right?"

Old Mr. Ji wasn’t surprised that Song Yunuan was aware and said, "They think they can completely discredit Chinese medicine this way, but it won’t work on me."

Song Yunuan said, "Second Grandpa, have you ever thought that their donation of medical equipment might be a ruse, and their real goal is to steal our ancient prescriptions?"

Old Mr. Ji was stunned for a moment.

The Qing Nang Medical Book was still closed off and would need some time before it could be released to the world.

The other party kept shouting about Western medicine; it could well be a case of the drinker’s interest not being in the wine.

Old Mr. Ji’s eyes brightened.

Now he knew what he had to do.

Then he heard Little Nuan’s inner thoughts.

[This biopharmaceutical company has an infamous reputation, just like robbers. Once they set their sights on something, they’re like leeches that won’t rest until they draw blood.]

[It’s unclear whether the stolen recipe has anything to do with Second Grandpa or not, but regardless, any collaboration with them is absolutely out of the question.]

Old Mr. Ji was inwardly shaken.

Song Yunuan said, "Second Grandpa, I overheard a student at the summer camp mention that this biopharmaceutical company is like a gang of robbers. Once they achieve their goal, they’ll create excuses to withdraw their investment. In the end, not only will our efforts be in vain, but the person in charge will also bear an eternal notoriety. By the way, we should investigate to see if someone has taken bribes or something. Otherwise, why would they be so eager?"

Old Mr. Ji nodded repeatedly.

Lucky that Little Nuan came. If he hadn’t stood firm and had agreed, he would have become a sinner.

After dinner, Song Yunuan called Xia Bowen, "Old Master, I’m in Beidu right now."

Xia Bowen got a fright; he was preparing to head to Nanshan County Town.

"Little Nuan, go ahead, what’s the matter?" he asked.

"Is Shangguan Wan still staying at your place, or has she moved out?" Song Yunuan inquired.

Xia Bowen: "...She’s still at my place."

"Then I’ll be there in half an hour. Don’t let Shangguan Wan leave."

"Little Nuan, can you tell me what you need her for?"

Song Yunuan thought for a moment, her voice full of smiles, "Nothing major, just a gift for her."

Xia Bowen: "..."

Song Yunuan cautioned, "For the sake of giving her a surprise, please don’t tell her I’m coming to your place."

Xia Bowen: "...Okay!"