After Qin Ningyi left with An'an, Shen Wuyou hurried over.
"Arou, do you have any symptoms now?" Shen Wuyou saw the pile of medicine bottles that Huo Rou had moved into the laboratory as soon as he arrived. These were medications she had hastily packed after discovering An'an had followed her.
"An'an has been here?" He was somewhat helpless. An'an usually looked obedient, but in some matters, he was stubbornly fearless.
Huo Rou's gaze also fell on the medicine bottles. "Mm."
The mist from the steam must have blurred her vision, but Shen Wuyou felt that Huo Rou at this moment was like a flower in the mist, beautiful and ethereal.
He lowered his head, using the action of taking tools from the medicine box to conceal all his emotions. "I need to examine you."
"I'll do it myself," Huo Rou said, worried about him getting infected. She gestured for him to place the items on the counter.
Shen Wuyou was both amused and exasperated. "You know how?"
Huo Rou gestured with her arm. "Teach me, and it should be fine."
"Don't discourage me," Shen Wuyou said seriously. "Don't worry, you might not be infected."
"I found pine chrysanthemum components in those few people. Before, for Samael's poison, I used pine chrysanthemum. Its purity was very high, and it should be more potent than what they have."
After his explanation, Huo Rou extended her arm through the item transfer port.
Shen Wuyou gently drew a small amount of blood and pressed a cotton ball to the puncture site.
If the two people from before saw this treatment, their eyes would probably pop out. They had drawn a whole box of blood!
"Don't put too much psychological pressure on yourself," Shen Wuyou said, busy with the examination. He turned back to comfort her before leaving.
The Huo Rou he knew before never feared death. She was always the one at the forefront. It was only after An'an that she had a desire to live. Because of this, he worried that Huo Rou would be upset and under too much pressure after seeing An'an.
His voice was clear and carried a stabilizing force. "With me here, nothing will happen to you."
Hearing this, Huo Rou's heart indeed relaxed. He was her strongest support on the battlefield. She smiled and said, "Of course, I believe you."
Shen Wuyou's eyes curved, imagining his gentle smile beneath his protective suit.
In the military district office, An'an and Qin Nishui were staring at each other.
"How did you little thing run out?" Qin Nishui had met An'an when he went to pick up Qin Ningyi. At the time, he just thought the child was well-behaved and sensible. Before he could interact with him further, An'an had quietly done something major.
Zhao Hengyu and Zou Xiaoxiao had already been reprimanded by him and stood by, watching An'an with concern.
An'an flinched at his loud voice. This grandpa's voice was too loud. Was his hearing not good?
*Sniffle*, he felt a bit sorry for him. How should he comfort him?
Qin Nishui noticed An'an's small movements and thought he had scared him with his stern face. But if he didn't discipline him for running out without permission, it would be even more troublesome later.
"I'm not scolding you, just tell Grandpa properly," he said, his voice softening unconsciously by seven parts.
An'an still stared blankly at him. Qin Nishui felt a bit worried. Had he really scared him? He looked like Ningyi, but his courage was rather small.
"Ahem," he coughed lightly. "I was saying..."
An'an's soft little hand took his, and Qin Nishui's voice got stuck in his throat. He widened his eyes and looked down at the child.
An'an tugged at his hand, gesturing for him to lean closer. He showed no fear at all.
The little child whispered in his ear, word by word, "Grandpa! An'an had Shenfeng guide him out! An'an is too little, and the other uncles couldn't see, so it's not their fault..."
Such intimacy was something even Qin Ningyi hadn't shared with him in his childhood. Qin Nishui's heart softened. He turned his head to look at An'an, who blinked his big, watery eyes that seemed to sparkle like stars, full of spirit.
Children could be forgiven occasionally. But he couldn't seem too easygoing; establishing authority was important.
"Mm," Qin Nishui's lips unconsciously curved into a smile. He rambled on, "It's very dangerous here, and children shouldn't run around. Although you're brave..."
"Okay!" An'an rubbed his hand. "Grandpa, An'an will be good."
He had already seen his mother, so he wouldn't run around. "I won't cause you any trouble."
Zhao Hengyu watched as An'an completely won over Qin Nishui with just a few words and movements, his eyes widening in disbelief.
When he was young and mischievous, he had run out to play and was spanked by Qin Nishui nine times! It was supposed to be ten, but Zou Xiaoxiao dragged him out of the office because he was crying too much, so he didn't achieve perfect ten.
"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong?" An'an noticed his wide eyes and asked.
Qin Nishui shot Zhao Hengyu a sharp look. Zhao Hengyu immediately straightened up and reported stiffly, "While I was out, I heard on the radio that IM Aimei Company's own raw material factory will be fully resuming production. The factory is in Yizhou..."
When he started talking about business, Qin Nishui's attention was drawn. "What radio?"
Since the incident in Yizhou, they had been incredibly busy and hadn't heard any radio broadcasts.
Qin Ningyi handed over his phone. "That's the factory we're investigating."
"What a coincidence!" Zou Xiaoxiao slapped Zhao Hengyu's thigh. "We were just keeping an eye on them today, and they dare to resume full production during this sensitive time."
Zhao Hengyu looked at Qin Ningyi's expression and took the phone to examine the news carefully.
IM Aimei Company's own raw material factory had been semi-halted due to the Yizhou incident. However, because IM Aimei had signed too many partners after winning a bidding war against Qin's skincare raw material supplier, some of their contracted suppliers were now exposed for negative press. Faced with consumer doubts, they had to quickly resume production to stabilize their reputation.
Seeing Qin's name in the news, Zhao Hengyu cast a suspicious glance at Qin Ningyi and pouted. Things taken from Old Qin's hands were mostly fishy.
The negative news about this raw material supplier had come rather suddenly!
Qin Ningyi glanced at him indifferently and continued, "Since they are going to resume full production, all the workers must recover first."
Zhao Hengyu felt a chill down his spine from Qin Ningyi's gaze and eagerly said, "I'll lead a team to monitor them!"
After hearing Qin Ningyi's words, Qin Nishui thought of more than just that.
He exchanged a look with Qin Ningyi. "It's difficult to enter and exit Yizhou now, so the raw materials they produce cannot be shipped out."
"As long as IM is special enough," Qin Ningyi said, retracting his phone, his tone firm, "they can be shipped."
"Brother Qin, you mean..."
"Old Qin, what do you mean?"
Zou Xiaoxiao and Zhao Hengyu exclaimed in surprise.
Qin Nishui looked at the interrogation records Qin Ningyi had brought back on his desk.
If they could indeed ship it out, he was curious to see how they would do it.