Chapter 1340 The Fourth Person

Wen Qiao asked him: "What's wrong?"

Fu Nanli took her hand, quickly walked out of the cemetery, got in the car, and told Lao Hu to drive down the mountain along the road from the cemetery.

"What's wrong with you? Who is that person who came to sweep the grave?"

Fu Nanli's voice was hoarse: "I suspect it's my father."

Lao Hu was startled. Why did the young master suddenly start talking nonsense? Is he still awake?

The car drove along the winding mountain road in circles and circles to the foot of the mountain without seeing anyone. This is the boundary of the Fu family. If outsiders want to drive in, there will be a guard handle at the foot of the mountain.

He hurried back to the mansion and called the security guard from the security office to adjust the surveillance. There were no cars going up the mountain today, which meant that he walked to the cemetery from another small entrance.

There are dozens of surveillance cameras on the mountain. The security team checked and found that he was not captured on any surveillance camera. This means that this person is very familiar with the surveillance distribution on the shallow lake.

His father was introverted and sensitive, and had few friends in his life. If it was really his good friend who came to visit the grave, he could come in through the gate at the foot of the mountain. There is no need to be so sneaky.

Maybe when they were sweeping the grave, he was hiding somewhere and watching them.

"It might really be him. When we went to Southeast Asia before, I saw someone who looked very similar to him."

Wen Qiao knew this, "But if it was him, why didn't he show up? He has never contacted you. Is his depression cured? If not, how could he live unharmed for so many years? If he was cured, how could he live unharmed for so many years? , then he shouldn’t be overly sensitive.”

Fu Nanli's breath showed helplessness: "I'm worried that if he is alive, he will not have a good life outside."

Wen Qiao was infected by his emotions. Yes, his father was a young man from a wealthy family, and he was always taken care of. He was also an artist, and had no other livelihood skills except playing the violin. If he was really alive, I don’t know what kind of life I live.

"If he is still alive, he will definitely live a good life. Don't worry, we will find him together."

Wen Qiao could only comfort him in this way.

In Hezhai, Teresa put down the phone and said to the person who was smoking a cigar: "Sir, Fu Xianyuan sneaked out again today."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, it can be regarded as his irregular awakening. The original cw-1 drug was indeed not very mature. After your improvement, sir, the current cw-7 is very mature. I want to know, this drug can make people forget Since you want Wen Qiao to be your successor, why not just inject her with this medicine?"

He Xihuai's eyebrows were deep: "Wen Qiao's character is too determined. No medicine will be of use to that kind of person. I want her to become my heir willingly. I want her to become a person like me. The more... The more rational a smart person is, the easier it is to be attracted to the same kind. I think she and I are really similar in some aspects, what do you think?”

Teresa quickly said yes.

He Xihuai laughed softly.

Regarding his father's matter, Fu Nanli mobilized more people to search for it. There was no solution for a while, so he could only continue his normal life.

Wen Qiao began to prepare to contact the fourth person. The first three were going well so far, so she should be able to successfully collect all the blood before the deadline.

While she was looking at the information of four people, Su Ce entered her room: "The college student you recruited before went to Metsulin Pharmaceuticals."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"You have a good vision. His research has made great progress recently. Hematopoietic stem cell research. After the blood transfusion, you can transplant the bone marrow. You don't have to ask others to donate bone marrow to you."

Blood donation is still possible, but bone marrow donation is too difficult. It would be better if He Yang could research it.

Wen Qiao of Metsä Pharmaceuticals had not been there for a while. She hired professional people to manage it, and she was happy to be the shopkeeper. Unexpectedly, a college student she randomly recruited at the beginning would now become a key factor in solving her problem.

Wen Qiao took out his notebook and pointed to the information on it: "The fourth journey is about to begin."