Yang Baoyi has her own perfume brand, which is very expensive and very popular in the circle of wives. These are not secrets in the Yang family.
When Dr. Qin talked about fragrance, the first thing she thought of was her own perfume.
but-
Yang Baoyi frowned slightly. There were seven series of perfumes under her brand, but there was no "Anshen Fragrance" variety.
Anshen incense also sounds extremely unfamiliar. The company under her name does not have this kind of spice.
Why did Dr. Qin suddenly come to her to tell her about this
When she asked, Dr. Qin also paused. Mrs. Yang would not lie to him.
Thinking of this, Dr. Qin pondered for a moment. He knocked on Yang Lai's door and said, "Then you should have not opened it yet. It is a wax-sealed incense. You and Mrs. Yang should have the same packaging, light blue." It’s a colorful gift box with a gray brocade box inside. Please open it first and take a look.”
Light blue gift box, gray brocade box.
The more I listen to it, the more familiar it becomes.
Yang Baoyi's heart tightened and her voice became tense, "Doctor Qin, dare I ask about the soothing incense..."
"You must have heard about the Bingbing Association in the past few years. Anshen incense is the only incense they handle," Dr. Qin explained to Yang Baoyi. "This spice is sold all over the world and is limited to 100 copies. As you know, most of it is with the Federation. In the hands of a group of people, the rest was divided up by several superpowers in the capital, but I didn’t expect that you and Mrs. Yang had it. This kind of spice is priceless in the market. It is really rare. If I can study it, I have no regrets... "
Doctor Qin started talking non-stop when he mentioned Anshenxiang, and the excitement in his tone was extremely obvious.
However, after Yang Baoyi heard the word "Military Association", she couldn't listen anymore. She seemed to be deflated, and her mind seemed to be wrapped in a ball of thunder.
Doctor Qin spoke in such detail. The gift she opened tonight, the style of the box, and the packaging inside all matched the gift box that Meng Fu gave her.
Even if Yang Baoyi uses her toes, Doctor Qin is talking about the gift box that Meng Fu gave her.
"It's best to use this spice yourself or give it separately to others." Dr. Qin wanted to use favors from Yang Baoyi to get a few sticks of incense, so he revealed everything he knew to Yang Baoyi without hiding anything.
With Yang Baoyi's current wealth, there is no treasure that she would like, but such top quality items are hard to find.
"Doctor Qin," Yang Baoyi could hear her slightly trembling voice. Doctor Qin didn't notice it through the current, "I haven't removed it yet. I will contact you after I do."
"Okay," Dr. Qin didn't hesitate. He stood outside Yang Lai's door. "If you want to let me have a few, I will definitely remember you this time."
However, if Yang Baoyi does not transfer, Dr. Qin will understand.
He hung up the phone, and Butler Yang opened the door in the room and asked Dr. Qin to pull out the silver needle. He said respectfully: "Please come in."
**
On the other side of the phone, Yang Baoyi was sitting on the sofa, looking in a daze.
Opposite her, Pei Xi put down the teacup in his hand. Hearing this, he frowned and called, "Mom?"
Yang Baoyi was awakened. Without looking at Pei Xi, she lowered her head suddenly, opened her address book, found the driver's phone number and dialed it.
Yang Baoyi had complaints about Yang Hua.
Although she had disappeared for thirty years, Yang Lai never gave up looking for her. She had not even graduated from elementary school, was half-literate in English, and was married to an illiterate country man who was not even as good as her servant. Ask Yang Lai to leave her a fortune.
At first, Yang Baoyi was sarcastic when she heard about Yang Hua's two daughters. Later, when Yang Hua's two daughters appeared, one was better than the other, Yang Baoyi couldn't hold it back.
It wasn't until Pei Xi gained Mrs. Duan's attention that Yang Baoyi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
So Yang Baoyi didn't pay much attention to the gift Meng Fu sent today. She owns a perfume brand. The perfume Meng Fu sent was just a joke to her. She didn't even bother to look at it and asked the driver to dispose of it.
Who knew that Dr. Qin would actually call her!
Soothing incense!
Military Association!
Yang Baoyi was very confused. Although she had never heard of Anshen incense, she could tell that this Anshen incense was an extremely rare thing.
The driver answered quickly and said in a respectful voice: "Director Yang."
"Send over the gift box tonight," Yang Baoyi said directly, her voice tight: "Right away!"
The tone of voice was audible anxious.
The driver was stunned for a moment, and his heart became agitated. Hearing this sentence, he stuttered when he spoke, "Then... that gift box... I lost it..."
He is inexperienced. He has dealt with many gifts and knows the big brands. The most popular second-hand markets are bags and jewelry. This kind of sandalwood is probably only a few hundred yuan, and it may not be sold. Yang Baoyi has not yet As if he didn't care, he didn't think much about it and threw it into the trash can on the roadside.
"Lost?" Yang Baoyi couldn't lift it in one breath. Many of her things were left to servants or drivers. She also knew that these people would take them to the second-hand market. How could she have imagined that this time, the driver had lost them? She gritted her teeth Ya Guan: "Where was it lost? Go and find it for me!"
The driver could tell from her tone that the thing was probably very important, so he had already turned the car around, "There's a trash can on the road to your house, I'll be right there!"
Yang Baoyi hung up the phone, took her coat and asked her aunt at home to go out with her.
"What happened?" Seeing that something was wrong with Yang Baoyi, Pei Xi stood up and said, "Is there something missing?"
Yang Baoyi put on her coat and looked panicked. After hearing this, she walked directly outside, "I'll tell you later, go downstairs now to see if anything is missing."
She took out her cell phone and called the security booth.
Let the security guard help you find it.
The people living here are all rich and powerful. When the security guard heard that Yang Baoyi's things were lost, he quickly mobilized the security team to help Yang Baoyi dig through the things.
The driver also drove over in a hurry.
They were looking for it, so Yang Baoyi took out her mobile phone and searched for "Anshen incense" on the Internet, but found no information about Anshen incense.
But Dr. Qin won’t lie. I can’t find it online. There is only one explanation...
This soothing incense was more precious than she imagined.
"Have you found it?" Yang Baoyi sent a text message and asked her assistant to find out where An Shenxiang came from. She raised her head and asked irritably.
The trash can is empty.
The entire security team and the servants of Yang Baoyi's family were unable to find him.
Yang Baoyi was wearing a coat, standing in the cold wind, her face as heavy as water, almost gritting her teeth: "Who asked you to throw it away?"
The driver lowered his head, cold sweat broke out on his back, and smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that thing should not be thrown away. Now that it was lost in his hands, he was about to reach the end of his career...
Yang Baoyi looked at the driver's face and knew in her heart that she couldn't blame him entirely.
After all, Yang Baoyi never expected that a celebrity could give such expensive gifts only to the most expensive gifts.
Who would have known that Meng Fu would actually take it out!
Yang Baoyi's heart ached when she thought of the things belonging to the Military Association.
Then she remembered what Dr. Qin told her, a favor. Dr. Qin’s favors are not easy to get...
Yang Baoyi gritted her teeth, feeling regretful and wishing she could go back to an hour ago. She tightened her coat tightly and walked back with a heavy face.
**
Jianghe Courtyard.
Su Di sent Meng Fu downstairs but did not go up. This time Meng Fu went out to film and he had to go with him, so he had to go back to Su's house to pack his luggage and say goodbye to his parents.
Meng Fu pressed the elevator button and went upstairs.
While thinking about Yang Lai's condition.
After observing Yang Lai's face and injured leg, she had already determined the general situation. On weekdays, she also asked Yang Hua to inquire about Yang Lai's condition, intentionally or unintentionally.
The situation is not good. The attending doctor who treats Yang Lai is obviously really capable. In fact, Yang Lai's leg muscles have not atrophied in thirty years. This is the best situation.
No wonder Yang Lai has never found anyone from the traditional Chinese medicine base.
Meng Fu reached out to press the code lock. As soon as his hand touched the touch screen, the door opened from the inside.
Su Cheng opened the door from inside.
This was the first time Meng Fu had seen him since his hand was injured. Meng Fu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, reached out and pulled the scarf down, "Why are you here?"
Meng Fu looked at his hands.
Three days later, Su Cheng's hands were in good condition, with only a slight trace of red remaining, which was very obvious on the back of the cold white hand.
His fingers spent a lot of time holding teacups, computers, and pens. When Meng Fu first met him, he always liked to hold a string of black beads. His long fingers were spinning the beads slowly, and his fingertips were cold white.
Meng Fu frowned slightly as he thought about what happened that night.
Su Cheng didn't say anything. He just stood at the door with his eyebrows lowered and a pair of clear eyes just looking at her. His black eyes didn't move. When he heard Meng Fu's words, his Adam's apple moved slightly and he said "hmm".
This look was a bit obvious. Meng Fu raised his head, met his gaze, and paused, "You, the door god?"
Su Cheng turned slightly to let her in: "Come and give me something."
The door was very spacious. When Su Cheng opened the door, he stood beside the door and made way for a passage, which could barely accommodate Meng Fu.
Meng Fu wiped his clothes and walked inside. He could see the black hair almost sticking to the tip of his nose. Meng Fu didn't know what kind of shampoo he used. Even his hair had a faint fruity wood fragrance. , very shallow.
Su Cheng lowered his head slightly. From this direction, he could see her long eyelashes hanging down, leaving a row of light shadows under her eyelids. She had just gotten out of the car, and the air conditioner was on in the car. When she pulled down her scarf, her face was a little dizzy. Red, with delicate and snow-white skin, and unstained but red lips, everyone knows that in the entertainment industry, "Meng Fu" is an adjective.
A trace of heat hit Meng Fu's face unexpectedly, causing a tingling sensation. Meng Fu lowered his head and looked for his slippers.
Su Cheng finally looked away. He reached out, picked up the slippers on the shoe rack, squatted down and placed them at Meng Fu's feet: "My mother asked a designer to make a few sets of clothes."
Ma Cen knew that Meng Fu was leaving tomorrow, so he prepared some winter clothes for Meng Fu and asked Su Cheng to deliver them in the evening.
The Su family has a dedicated designer, and Ma Cen personally selects the styles. She has a unique vision, and every piece of clothing is a high-end version. Zhao Fan looked at the designer of the clothes, sighed in his heart, and then carefully put on the clothes. Two coats were received in the box.
Meng Fu changed his slippers without haste, then took out his mobile phone, found Ma Cen's profile picture, and thanked Ma Cen.
Su Cheng closed the door and looked at Meng Fu who was on the phone with Ma Cen in the hall.
Zhao Fan went to the recording studio to look for some of Meng Fu's eps.
After Meng Fu finished the call, he turned to Su Cheng. He was still standing by the door. She took back her phone and asked, "What are you doing?"
"That's not me," Su Cheng's voice was slightly nasal, he paused slightly, looked at Meng Fu, and said unhurriedly: "The door god."
**
at the same time.
In front of Luojia in Beijing.
Mrs. Tong was talking to Jiang Xinran attentively. She held Jiang Xinran's hand and said, "It's cold over there in Xiangcheng. Next time I go, I'll have someone give you more clothes."
Jiang Xinran and Tong Eryu are already engaged, and their engagement rings have been exchanged.
Jiang Xinran was ambitious and well-mannered. Under the guidance of the Luo family, she joined the Traditional Chinese Medicine Base as a laboratory assistant. Both parents were quite satisfied with her.
Not only that, but it can also win the medical plan that the country wants to cooperate with.
"Thank you, auntie, I'll go back first." Jiang Xinran smiled. She said goodbye to Mrs. Tong and got in the car directly back to her place of stay.
The car just arrived at the gate of the community.
The guard came out and handed her a large envelope, "Ms. Jiang, you have a report from the hospital. I collected it for you."
Hearing this, Jiang Xinran raised her head suddenly. She reached out and took the envelope from the guard, her fingers trembling, "Thank you."
"You're welcome!" The doorman blushed, then quickly opened the door and let her in.
inside the car.
Jiang Xinran asked the Luo family's driver to turn on the car lights. She opened the seal of the letter and took out the report inside.
Under the car lights, you can see the bold title above -
Medical Laboratory Center, Affiliated Hospital of Beijing A University
Genetic laboratory DNA test report