Aloof and abstinent surgeon

Just then, a knock came from outside the door. Li Qian put down the sunflower seeds in her hand, walked quietly to the door, and looked through the peephole. She saw Leng Feng knocking on the door. She took a breath before opening the door.

"Just now, I thought it was a ghost knocking on the door, it scared me."

Leng Feng looked apologetic. "Girl, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

She smiled and said, "It's okay, I don't blame you."

After the two of them entered the house, Li Qian went to the water dispenser, poured him a glass of spiritual spring water, and placed it on the coffee table.

"Soldier, drink some water first, rest for a while, and then talk slowly."

Is it that the crematorium workers are unwilling to help?

"No, last night I had someone investigate the background information of the two masters."

That Mr. Yang has a daughter who is in her final year of high school and needs a heart transplant.

I told him that I could help him cover two-thirds of the surgery costs. As long as he could raise 100,000 yuan, I would get the hospital to arrange an attending physician for his daughter.

He said he only had 85,000 yuan in his savings account, so I told him to pay 80,000 yuan first. As for the remaining 20,000 yuan for the surgery, I could guarantee to go to the finance department to handle the installment payment procedures.

He will begin cremating a batch of bodies at 23:00 PM tonight, and then wait for him at the back gate of the crematorium at 2:00 AM.

Before leaving, I told Lao Yang, "If I need materials in the future, I will come to him again."

Leng Feng's voice was a little hoarse. He took a sip of water to moisten his throat before continuing, "Before leaving, I said that to him because I wanted him to feel that the 200,000 yuan in charitable medical funds from the South Suburb Hospital was hard-won."

Li Qian nodded, "Yes, I know your good intentions, soldier brother, you did a good job."

Although his family situation deserves sympathy, you also made him understand that there is no such thing as a free lunch, and that you have to pay the corresponding price if you want to get something.

The saying goes, "A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment." This is an age-old truth.

"I'll go with you to pick up the materials tonight. When we get there, park the car about a hundred meters from the back gate."

Leng Feng pondered for a moment. It was early autumn, the middle of the night, and the dew was still cold outside. He decided it would be better for him and Leng Yu to go alone.

"No need. I'll call Leng Yu later and have him come with me. It's cold outside at night, and I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

Li Qian's expression was very serious. She immediately rejected Leng Feng's suggestion, "No, crematoriums are places where yin energy gathers. What would you do if you encountered a ghost wall?"

Leng Feng took out a talisman and waved it in front of Li Qian. "Girl, don't worry, you have a talisman to protect you."

"The amulet can ward off attacks from vengeful ghosts, but it can't break the spell of being trapped in a ghost wall. I estimate that your cell phone signal will also be affected by the magnetic field."

Leng Feng said tactfully, "What if the boss doesn't agree? You can come with me to the crematorium."

She said firmly, "Even if he disagrees, I will go with you. Those materials are one of the important ingredients in making ghost candles, and they are of great significance to me."

Also, tomorrow, send someone to inquire where in K City there are haunted houses; I need to catch a few vengeful ghosts.

Li Qian had mentioned haunted houses in K City before, and Leng Feng had been keeping an eye out for them ever since.

He obtained some information through black market channels.

"There is an old house in the western suburbs. I heard that the house was left over from the Republican era. The landlord's family of six died tragically overnight. Every night, the sound of sobbing could be heard coming from the old house."

Upon hearing that there was a haunted house in the western suburbs, Li Qian was thrilled and couldn't wait to set off that very night to explore it.

Looking at her excited expression, Leng Feng shook his head helplessly. This girl, all she thinks about is going out to explore.

He rested for a while and then went downstairs.

In a few days, it will be payday, but he hasn't finished making the attendance sheet for the training camp yet.

Leng Feng's subordinates manage over a hundred people. He is usually very busy, and when he has free time, he will occasionally go to the training camp to check on the bodyguards' training results.

After watching the movie, Li Qian went downstairs. She wanted to go see Fu Jingchen. Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, after nightfall, she wanted to go to the haunted house to see what kind of vengeful ghost was there.

This time, she wanted Fu Jingchen to go with them. With him by her side, Li Qian felt more at ease; it was a deep-seated reliance.

After she arrived at the garage, she started a light blue motorcycle.

Hearing the engine sound, Leng Feng opened the bedroom door and asked, "Girl, are you going out?"

"Yes, I need to go see my second brother. I have something to tell him."

Leng Feng was worried about her going out alone, so he offered her a suggestion: "I'll drive you there. What if we run into an assassin on the way?"

Li Qian waved her hand. "You still have a ton of work to do. Who would dare assassinate me in broad daylight?"

She put on a helmet of the same color, and the light blue motorcycle sped away like an arrow, leaving only a blue afterimage in a flash.

Leng Feng called Leng Yu and asked him to bring five bodyguards to secretly protect Li Qian's safety. As the saying goes, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Fu Jingchen's Shadow Pavilion is located in the eastern suburbs, halfway up Cloud Mist Peak. It takes about forty minutes by bicycle.

Before she went, Li Qian called him. Just now, Fu Jingchen said that he was in the Shadow Pavilion on Cloud Mist Peak today.

Li Qian rode her motorcycle smoothly all the way, and at this moment, she was heading towards the mountain road leading to Yunwu Peak.

This highway was developed and built by Fu Jingchen himself, so there are no solid white lines on the asphalt road to divide the left and right lanes. This has led some people who are not familiar with the law to accelerate and speed on the highway when turning.

Even though there were no road signs, Li Qian still obeyed the traffic rules. Her motorcycle stayed in the right lane and moved forward at a steady speed.

At the fifth turn, a black SUV sped towards us from the opposite direction, its speed like that of a rebellious teenager speeding recklessly down the road.

The SUV on the other side was still accelerating, showing no sign of slowing down or braking.