1372 Map
Yu Qian’s words did not affect Wei Zimu. He reached out to brush away the rain on the osmanthus flowers. “These flowers bloom very well. When the weather clears tomorrow, I’ll take the flowers out to dry them. When the time comes, I’ll bring them back to make tea for you.”
On the other end of the video, Yu Qian’s expression was very ugly. “Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”
Wei Zimu looked up. “Ah Yuan.”
Yu Qian’s pupils constricted slightly. “Who are you calling? I think you’re confused.”
Wei Zimu smiled faintly. “I’ll go back in a month. What do you want me to bring?”
Yu Qian frowned. “What exactly do you want?”
Over the years, Wei Zimu had been cold to him, but he had changed recently.
“Didn’t you steal the experimental medicine? What do you want to take from me this time? Why don’t you just say it?”
Wei Zimu shook his head. “I’ll take a shower first. If you have anything on, we’ll talk later.”
With that, Wei Zimu hung up.
This was the first time in so long that Wei Zimu had hung up on Yu Qian. Yu Qian was stunned for a moment before taking his phone away.
At this moment, Jayce walked over with a pot of orchids. “Boss, these flowers are very delicate. The professor said that it’s very likely that they won’t be able to survive.”
Yu Qian’s gaze landed on the pot of orchids. After a while, he finally said, “Think of a way to raise the flowers.”
“… Okay.” Jayce still had something to report to Yu Qian. “The Sea Shark got someone to send news that the medicine has been released.”
“Mm.” Yu Qian took the orchid from Jayce and walked towards the laboratory.
In Beijing, Xia Wanyuan, who had been silent for a while, posted a new thesis when everyone was caught off guard. It was still aimed at the lost dynasty.
However, compared to the previous one, the argument was more sufficient.
Seeing Xia Wanyuan’s thesis, everyone was stunned. Weren’t the cultural relics burnt? Where did this material come from?
At the same time, the Linxi officials, who had been silent, finally found out everything.
Back then, the huge fire was simply caused by someone wanting to attract all the fire forces to the other side of the city and prevent the museum warehouse from being rescued.
It was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.
As for the cultural relics in the museum warehouse, Xia Wanyuan had already packed them and transported them back to Beijing a long time ago.
Nancheng University had long received the news and pushed the deputy curator of the museum out as a scapegoat to take all the blame.
The netizens who did not know the truth really thought that the deputy curator was jealous of Xia Wanyuan and used such a despicable move. They criticized the museum like a tide.
The museum wanted to ask Nancheng University for an explanation, but the Lin family was behind Nancheng University. What could the museum do? In the end, they could only be their scapegoat.
“Since Nancheng University is so ruthless, we don’t have to care about our friendship.” Because they were involved in a huge public opinion storm, the museum was in danger of being sealed. Looking at everything that was declining in front of him, the curator finally made up his mind.
He got someone to get a safe from the deepest part of the warehouse, then instructed his trusted aide to send the safe to Beijing overnight.
Soon, Xia Wanyuan, who was far away in Beijing, received this special gift.
Xia Wanyuan opened it and saw a complete set of Eldest Princess clothes and a sheepskin map. The image on it was almost identical to the map dug out from the ancient tomb.
The only difference was that this one was a detailed version.
