Fang Ruoxuan's words were almost perfectly crafted, exactly what Shi Qinglan said to him, and there was no trace of lies.
"Yeah." Yu Mu dispelled Fang Ruoxuan's suspicion a little.
He confirmed with her again, "Sister Lan is in the Medical Research Department, right? She didn't go anywhere else?"
"Where can we go?" Fang Ruoxuan looked at him doubtfully.
Those eyes were full of innocence and clarity, as if they were truly curious, as if they just didn't understand what Yu Mu meant.
Yu Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, "It's nothing."
After the sound fell, he turned and returned to his office.
…
In the dungeon on the bottom floor of Jingshi Pavilion.
The dark and damp cell was so dark that there was no light. Miserable howls could be heard from time to time from the offenders detained in other locations, and all kinds of cruel punishments came one after another...
Shi Qinglan was lazily leaning against the cold wall. She was sitting on the ground with one leg bent and her arms casually placed on her knees. Her boss-like sitting posture did not look like she was here to suffer.
"Squeak-" The door of the dungeon was suddenly pushed open.
Hearing the sound, Shi Qinglan casually raised her eyelids, and as expected, she saw Fang Ruoxuan walking towards her arrogantly.
She raised her lips and looked at her proudly, "Shi Qinglan, how does it feel to be locked up here?"
"It's quite fresh." Shi Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly.
After all, except for Qi Yesuan, no one had ever dared to treat her like this, which was an interesting experience.
Fang Ruoxuan didn't care, "You can continue to bluster, I can tell you, I just... went to see Brother Mu, and they were very angry at your behavior! Don't expect me to especially support me in treating you like this. They will still protect you!”
"Really?" Shi Qinglan's red lips curled lightly.
She lowered her eyes and stood up slowly with one hand on the ground. She probably suffered a slight concussion. She felt a little dizzy when she got up, so she closed her eyes and took a breath.
Shi Qinglan raised her eyes and looked at her, "Miss Fang left and came back in a short time, just to tell me this?"
"Of course not." Fang Ruoxuan folded her hands in front of her.
She rolled her eyes and glanced sideways at the bodyguard beside her, raised her chin proudly and ordered, "Give her the thing."
"Yes." The Fang family's bodyguard immediately threw something in.
Shi Qinglan's eyes swept over it and saw a steamed bun wrapped in a plastic bag rolling past her feet.
Through the transparent plastic bag packaging, it was clearly visible that there were a few mold spots growing on the steamed buns, and there was an unpleasant musty smell in the already humid air...
Fang Ruoxuan looked at her mockingly, "Shi Qinglan, I'm here to bring you food out of kindness! So that you won't feel uncomfortable when you're hungry. After all, this might be your last meal."
Hearing this, Shi Qinglan lowered her eyes and couldn't help but chuckle.
"The rice delivered by Miss Fang is really unique." She bent down to pick up the steamed bun, holding it in her hand through the packaging bag.
Suddenly, Shi Qinglan raised her hand and threw the steamed bun at her face, "But I'd better keep it for you to eat!"
"Ah—" Fang Ruoxuan screamed immediately.
Before she came back to the dungeon to taunt Shi Qinglan, she had treated the wound first. The scar on her cheek was covered with a bandage, and the bun Shi Qinglan threw happened to hit that spot.
The blood that had finally been stopped flowed out again...
"Shi Qinglan, what are you doing!" Fang Ruoxuan couldn't help but screamed in agony, raising her hands to cover her cheeks.
The doctor said that the whipping was very severe, and it was hard to say whether there would be scars after recovery. He told her to take good care of herself. If the wound was torn or even suppurated, it would definitely remain.
Fang Ruoxuan was a spoiled daughter of a wealthy family. She couldn't bear the grievance of having a scar on her face. When she noticed the burning pain from the wound on her cheek, she jumped up as if her hair was exploding.
Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, "My wounds were not treated. How could the wounds on Miss Fang's face be bandaged so beautifully? You should be lucky that you only gave me a steamed bun."
I can only hit her once, which is not enough.
She shouldn't throw away the whip she had before. She should whip it once every time Fang Ruoxuan comes, otherwise it won't be enough for her to use to relieve her anger.
"You..." Fang Ruoxuan stared at her with red eyes.
She was so angry that she stamped her feet on the spot, "Shi Qinglan! Remember this! Old Pavilion Master Xiao has been very fond of me since he was a child. When he comes back tomorrow... I want you to pay back everything you owe me!"
"We'll see." Shi Qinglan raised the corners of her eyes, raised her chin to indicate the direction of her eyes, "Go away."
Fang Ruoxuan looked at her with gritted teeth, turned and left.
The bodyguard of the Fang family watched his young lady leave. He turned his head and glanced twice, then secretly took a meat bun from his arms.
"Um... Hacker S, several of my buddies and I have always admired you. We didn't expect it to turn out like this when we met. I even hit you with a hammer. I was embarrassed."
He handed over the Roujiamo furtively, "This is still warm, keep it for you to eat, but don't tell my lady."
Shi Qinglan glanced down at the meat bun in his hand.
But he just slid his hands into his pockets without any intention of taking them, "Thank you, but no need."
She had never been willing to accept any charity in her life.
Besides, it was a charity from the person who attacked her.
After the sound fell, she turned around and walked back to the corner of the cell, sat down with her legs crossed and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes and meditating.
The Fang family bodyguard looked at her hesitantly, but finally put the meat buns on the ground, then turned around and chased her out.
Shi Qinglan raised her hand to rub her eyebrows. She was slightly concussed by the hammer. The blood from the trauma finally clotted on its own. She was now dizzy, nauseated and had some tinnitus. She didn't have any medicine on her body, and she didn't know if she had intracranial hemorrhage. Case.
She was not in the mood to deal with Fang Ruoxuan now, so she just checked her own pulse. Anyway, there would be no problem if she survived until tomorrow, so she could only wait for Pavilion Master Xiao to come back.
It's just that Acheng can't contact her, so he might be in a hurry.
…
The next day, the atmosphere in the entire Jingshi Pavilion was completely different.
Xiao Qing is the master of Jingshi Pavilion and the founder of the largest organization in the world. He is respected in all fields and is a very authoritative existence. When everyone in Jingshi Pavilion learned that he was coming back today, Everyone was in high spirits.
"Old Pavilion Master Xiao has one hour to get to the airport." Yu Mu raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, "Which one of you will pick him up?"
"Did Brother Che come back with you?" Jiang Yan asked.
Yu Mu shrugged, "I don't think so. Brother Che even called me crying two days ago. He wanted to see Sister Lan and was so excited that he couldn't make it back. Only the old pavilion master came back."
"Old Youtiao." Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and complained, "I'm afraid that the old Pavilion Master wanted to see Sister Lan but couldn't abandon the task at hand, so he forced his grandson to stay as a shield, and then ran back by himself."
"I think so." Yu Mu laughed heartily, "I have to send Brother Che a message to laugh at him."
(End of chapter)