Chapter 207 Report Letter

Chapter 207 Report Letter

Illegal?

Of all the medical drugs sold on the market, which one has not been mass-produced after human trials?

Li Qiao looked at Guan Mingchen quietly, her eyes were cold, she knocked on the table, got up slowly, her tone was indifferent, "If that's the case, forget it."

Li Qiao is too lazy to talk about this kind of matter.

If it weren't for Guan Mingyu's strange disease that aroused her and the laboratory's interest, she probably wouldn't waste time on the siblings.

Li Qiao got up and left. She didn't move the bottle of Coke on the table.

Guan Mingyu anxiously wanted to call her, but impulsive Guan Mingchen had already chased her out.

"Miss Li, wait a minute."

Outside the restaurant, Li Qiao stood still without looking back.

Guan Mingchen walked up to her quickly. Facing Li Qiao's indifferent gaze, he clenched his fists and pursed his lips, "If, I mean, if you have no other purpose, then why did you help us?"

Being at the bottom of society, Guan Mingchen has experienced too many changes in human relationships.

He never believed that someone would provide help selflessly, even if there was, it must be related to interests.

And Li Qiao looked at him nonchalantly, and gave a concise answer: "It's not a help, it's just what everyone needs."

They have no money but want to cure diseases, and the laboratory happens to be willing to do research, that's all.

Guan Mingchen's eyes flickered slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he was a little unimaginable, "What's wrong with my sister's body? Is it really worthy of a national academician to come forward for research?"

"Chromosome mutation." Li Qiao gave the answer in a low voice, ignoring Guan Mingchen's dazed expression, before turning around to leave, she left a sentence, "If you want to join, then come to the laboratory to find me tomorrow afternoon."

Guan Mingchen looked at the back of Li Qiaoyuan walking away, his eyes suddenly filled with complexity.

...

Time, two o'clock in the afternoon.

Li Qiao, who was in the office of the Nanyang Police Station, received a call from Duan Shuyuan. Grandpa Duan Jingming suddenly fainted in the afternoon and was rushed to the affiliated hospital.

At this time, Fei Zhihong saw Li Qiao getting up and about to leave, and couldn't help but also stood up, "What's wrong?"

Li Qiao frowned slightly, "Grandpa is in the hospital, I'll go and have a look."

Fei Zhihong naturally knew Duan Jingming, looked at the report file at hand, and couldn't help suggesting: "I'll go with you, it just so happens that I haven't seen the old man for a long time."

"Farewell." Li Qiao shook her head and declined politely, her eyes fell on his desk, "There are so many people in the hospital, maybe the person who made the report is also there."

Fei Zhihong stared, "Do you know who reported it?"

At this time, Li Qiao opened the door slowly, stood still and looked back, and smiled at Fei Zhihong with a worried look on her face, "I probably know."

After saying that, Li Qiao left.

The day before yesterday, the police station's suggestion box inexplicably received an anonymous report, with a USB drive attached, which recorded the scene of Li Qiao beating someone on the river bank road that night.

The report letter sincerely hoped that the police station would investigate, and stated that the video had been notarized and was absolutely authentic.

Fei Zhihong felt that the whistleblower must have deliberately targeted Li Qiao.

The other party may not know that everything that happened on the river bank road that night has already been recorded in the police station.

Including the criminal who was injured by Li Qiao, who is still in the detention center.

...

In the affiliated hospital, when Li Qiao came near the ward, she looked up and saw many people standing in the corridor.

Basically Duan's family members came.

When Duan Shuyuan saw Li Qiao, she quickly reached out to greet her, "Qiaoqiao, come quickly."

Li Qiao looked into the ward and found that several doctors were consulting in front of the bed. Duan Jingming was lying on the bed, looking very haggard. She frowned slightly, "How is grandpa?"

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