The bedroom, with its drawn curtains, was filled with warmth.
The man, holding his wife in his arms, spoke in a low, pleasant voice. Shen Qingqing listened, nodding occasionally.
Suddenly, a knock at the door shattered the atmosphere.
Fu Jingshu reluctantly released his wife and went to open the door. Seeing the visitor, he leaned against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on him.
"Something wrong?"
Zhao Qian glanced inside the room but saw nothing, only his broad shoulders. "I want to see Miss Shen. I have something to tell her."
"Say it here."
"How can I say it here?" Zhao Qian was surprised. Did this man want him to shout? But the matter he needed to discuss could not be overheard by others. "Please call Miss Shen out."
"Jingshu, let him in."
His wife spoke, and Fu Jingshu glanced at Zhao Qian, his eyes darkening. Finally, he let the man in.
He returned to the bedside, placing a hand on his wife's waist, wordless but possessive, firmly marking his territory.
Zhao Qian said gently, "Miss Shen, I want to tell you something. Is it convenient..."
He glanced at Fu Jingshu, implying he wanted to speak privately.
"No need. Just say it directly," Shen Qingqing replied indifferently. But her husband was clearly unhappy, so she couldn't agree. "This is my husband. It's fine."
Fu Jingshu's gaze deepened.
Zhao Qian said helplessly, "Alright. Actually, I just want to tell you that when we get to the island, you must be very careful."
"Have you been to that island before?"
"No, but I've heard about it from others." Zhao Qian seemed to recall something, and a look of fear crossed his face. "That place is very dangerous, very dangerous."
This was also why he hadn't supported Shen Qingqing's decision to go to the deserted island after hearing about it.
"Then tell me, what's on the island?"
Zhao Qian lowered his head, his voice hoarse. "There are creatures we've never seen before. It's said that this island was once inhabited."
An isolated island at sea, what could it be used for? Of course, for drug experiments.
But then, something happened, and the experiment had to be stopped. Everyone was ordered to leave the deserted island.
However, at that time, no one knew what happened, but there seemed to be obstacles during the evacuation.
Out of a total of three hundred people, only three returned.
Since then, Country H had completely sealed off the island, forbidding anyone from going there. Of course, no one would want to explore an island where an experiment had failed.
Frankly speaking, this was their first time going.
Shen Qingqing touched her chin, filled with curiosity about the island. "Now that you mention it, I'm even more eager to see it."
If there were many unknown creatures, perhaps they could be given to the old man to study.
What if a new effective drug could be developed...
Zhao Qian didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt her eyes shone with an unusual light, as if she had discovered some treasure.
...She couldn't possibly be excited about going to a deserted island, could she?
He shook his head. "Anyway, I just want to remind you to be careful with everything."
Shen Qingqing, lost in her own thoughts, waved her hand dismissively. "It's fine. We're just going to hide. When the storm passes, we'll leave by boat. We'll be fine."
Zhao Qian sighed silently and said nothing more. He had been there for less than twenty minutes, and the man had already shot him more than twenty cold glances.
It was clear how unwelcome he was!
Seeing the couple talking in low voices, seemingly with no intention of paying attention to him, he abandoned the idea of saying goodbye before leaving.
As he walked to the door, he bumped into the old man.
He paused slightly. "Old sir, you..."
"Don't call me old sir," the old man interrupted him, his voice cold. "I'm not your old sir. Is there anything else? If not, leave!"
He waved his hand as if shooing away a fly.
Zhao Qian pursed his lips, moved aside, and watched the old man enter and close the door before turning to walk back to his room.
As soon as the old man entered, he saw the two of them embracing and was immediately displeased.
Shen Qingqing smiled helplessly, pushed Fu Jingshu away, gave him a reassuring look, and then turned to the old man, pouring him a glass of water and placing it in front of him.
The old man's displeased expression softened slightly.
"You two, what time is it? Still cuddling and showing affection, and you're not in a hurry!"
Shen Qingqing chuckled. "The bridge will appear when we get to it. There's already a solution, so why be anxious? Besides, however we get through it, we get through it. Do we have to be gloomy all the time?"
If that's the case... it does make some sense.
The old man gave her a sidelong glance and grumbled, "I think you're just heartless. Fine, I'm not here for this."
He placed the small backpack behind him on the table, took out a bunch of bottles and jars, and pushed them all in front of Shen Qingqing.
She was startled. "For me?"
"Yes." The old man reached into the backpack, rummaging for something. "No one knows what's on the island. Although you have some skills, it's best to be careful. After all, you're not me, who has studied poisons for a lifetime."
He then tilted his head up, looking quite proud and pleased.
Although Shen Qingqing considered herself knowledgeable in poisons, compared to this old man, she would never dare to claim to be that skilled. "Yes, yes, yes. You are the master, my teacher."
Her medical skills were learned from King, but her skill with poisons was learned from this old man.
The old man often said that she had great talent, but not as much as his other disciple. He would complain, but when he taught, he imparted everything he knew.
"That's for sure. How many years have I lived? What talent I have!"
The old man loved hearing praise from this girl. Despite his age, he still had a childish disposition.
Finally, he pulled out a small bottle stuck in a seam of the backpack.
"This is an antidote I developed. It can counteract a hundred poisons. However, the materials to make it are too hard to find, so there are only two doses. Use them sparingly!"
Shen Qingqing nodded and carefully put away the bottles and jars. "Got it."
The old man picked up his deflated backpack and walked to the door. Suddenly, he looked back at Shen Qingqing, his expression becoming more serious.
"Girl, stay away from Zhao Qian."
Shen Qingqing found it strange. "Why do you hate him so much?"
Although this old man had a peculiar temper and was ill-tempered, he had never hated someone so much from the moment they met, especially since Zhao Qian hadn't done anything.
Why did he dislike him so much?
Mentioning this person, the old man felt annoyed. "I don't know either. I just feel annoyed. Just listen to me."
He paused, trying to articulate the feeling in his heart.
"I just have a bad feeling, as if something is going to happen to that kid."
And it wasn't a good thing.
It could also be said to be his intuition. For so many years, his intuition had never been wrong.
Although Shen Qingqing didn't understand, she still nodded solemnly. "Don't worry. I'll be on guard and will keep it in mind."