“Doctor Xu, please! I found a new job, and it has pretty decent pay. I am an actor now, and I will be able to make a lot of money. As long as you agree to save my son, I will definitely be able to pay for the medical expenses. Plus, I am already one of the assistant researchers in Qing Da’s laboratory. Although my qualifications are still very far away from required, I’ll make sure to work hard. As long as I am qualified to enter the institute, I promise to work hard for this institute for my entire life. Other than the money for the basic needs, I can work for free for the institute. Please! Let me meet with Professor Hong Lu!”
In one of the rooms in the Lawrence Institute branch of H City, there was a woman crying to her doctor.
Zhan Lichuan was already asleep, and Jing Qian was about to walk toward the hidden room downstairs to meet the bunch of idiots when she heard the woman’s voice.
The door was open, so her voice could be heard from outside. Jing Qian stopped when she realized that it was a familiar voice.
“Miss Ling, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but every hospital has its own policy. Your child isn’t suffering from a normal condition, and the only person who would be able to help him is our director. However, you have to know that there are about thousands of people who would want an appointment with our director. We really want to help your son, but he isn’t the only one waiting to be saved, and he isn’t the only child whose life is hanging on a thread.”
“Miss Ling, what are you doing? Please, stand up. Even if you kneel to us for your entire life, it still wouldn’t work. If I am able to do the surgery for him, I would have done it myself, but there’s nothing that I can do for you now.”
“Could you just bring me to Professor Hong Lu? Please!”
Upon hearing what Doctor Xu’s reply was, Jing Qian walked away and called Hong Lu.
“Ling Siqi is one of the actresses on my set. His son seems to be in some trouble. Check it out and see if you can help him.”
“Yes.”
The backyard of the Lawrence Institute is another courtyard, and there are rooms in every corner.
Jing Qian walked toward one of the rooms, pushed the door open, waited for the men to key in the passwords, and walked into the basement that was four floors below.
This was a hidden room that was completely soundproof.
There was a cage inside the room, and in that cage were those men who entered into the Lawrence Institute, trying to look for Zhan Lichuan.
There were some who were hung from the roof with chains, and their hands and feet were tied. There wasn’t a single piece of skin on them that was still unscathed. They were covered in blood with open wounds all over, holding on to their last breath.
Outside the cage, there was a bunch of Tibetian Mastiffs, and their mouths were covered in blood. If it wasn’t because of the cage that was stopping them, those helpless and defenseless men inside would have been left with bones only by now.
Who would have thought that a place so holistic, where they would save people’s lives, would have such a horrible place in it?
Jing Qian looked at the men who were inside the cage and asked, “Have they spoken?”
“Just a bunch of gangsters with no background but there are five grade A mercenaries who were amongst them. They made a deal with someone on the Secret Web, and the other party gave them 10 million. They were told to get ready these few days, and today afternoon, they suddenly received the signal to do their job.”
“What time did they receive the signal?”
“11:45 in the afternoon.”
The corner of her lips rose.
11:45 a.m. was the exact time when she just arrived at the Lawrence Institute.
