The ancient medical text "Wan Fang Lun" from the Song Dynasty is a cultural treasure, carrying the history of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Before, Qin He had intended to donate "Wan Fang Lun" to a museum after finishing it, but now, a regular museum truly couldn't safeguard such an item.
Furthermore, without "Wan Fang Lun," she would have no way to lure out those people who had been secretly causing trouble.
With new grievances added to old ones, she simply couldn't let it go.
Qin He thought for a moment, opened her computer, and directly logged onto a well-known global TCM culture website.
She created a post titled "[Song Dynasty's Wan Fang Lun]."
In the first reply, Qin He wrote a brief introduction to "Wan Fang Lun" and informed everyone that she would be continuously updating its contents.
If the group lurking in the shadows was indeed paying attention to her, they would definitely notice her posting this.
By then, observing the actions of that group would reveal whether they desired the contents of "Wan Fang Lun," or the paper it was printed on, or something else entirely.
After posting the introduction, the phone on Qin He's desk rang. She picked it up and saw it was Gu Qichen calling again.
They had just met at the police station that morning; what could be so urgent now?
After a few seconds of hesitation, Qin He answered the call.
"Hello."
"He'er, where are you now?" Gu Qichen's voice was a little low.
Qin He was stunned. "I'm at my home."
"Good. If you have nothing to do lately, just stay at home and don't go out."
Qin He's brows furrowed. "Did something happen?"
"The man you told me about, the one you fought with and who then fled to the demolition and undeveloped areas in the northern district – I found him."
Qin He shot up from her seat.
"Have you apprehended him?"
Capturing one person from that group would be a significant step in investigating the hidden organization.
Gu Qichen's voice came through.
"He's dead."
"What?" Qin He's eyes widened.
She hadn't even touched the hem of the gray-clothed man's robe that day; how could he be dead?
Qin He hesitated for a few seconds, then pondered and asked, "How did he die?"
"Gunshot," Gu Qichen said heavily. "It's highly likely that the organization he belonged to punished him for some mission failure, or perhaps for his exposure."
Qin He and Gu Qichen fell silent. Both realized something.
This matter wasn't being orchestrated by a group of people skilled at hiding, but rather a cohesive and disciplined organization!
Their methods were ruthless and erratic, showing no mercy even to their own members.
Being targeted by such an organization was terrifying.
Qin He took a deep breath. "I understand. Thank you for the warning."
After hanging up, Qin He sent a message to Mo.
[Mo, no need to investigate that man anymore. He's already dead.]
Mo quickly replied: [You killed him?]
Qin He sneered. [Your imagination is too vivid. Gu Qichen found his body. It's speculated that his organization cleaned him up.]
There was a moment of quiet in Qingyan Mansion.
Zuo Xiuxian sent a voice message: [What you're saying sounds like a terrorist organization. Qin He, who exactly have you offended?]
Qin He smiled bitterly in her heart.
Two days later, the police announced that Ming Xue and Gu Ranran had been completely cleared of suspicion.
The two were finally released.
The Qin family went to pick up Ming Xue and bring her back to the Qin residence.
Ming Xue insisted on attending Xiang Mingjun's funeral, and when she returned, her eyes were swollen from crying.
When Ming Xue was dating Xiang Mingjun, Qin He had investigated him.
Xiang Mingjun was an only child. His father was a doctor, and his mother was a teacher.
They were both getting on in years—
Qin He felt a pang of sadness, which only strengthened her resolve to bring that group to justice.
In the following days, the Ming family returned to Haicheng.
This time, Ming Yu Sheng had kept the news of Ming Xue's trouble from his mother, Old Mrs. Ming, and Ming Chi, who was filming a new movie abroad.
In the airport departure hall, Ming Yuzhu still tried to persuade them to stay a while longer.
Ming Yu Sheng smiled helplessly. "Sister, if Mei Yan and I don't go back, Mom and Ming Chi will likely realize something happened. And Xue'er's issue has been resolved, so there's no need for them to know."
After seeing the Ming family off, Qin He didn't leave her house for several days.
It wasn't that she was scared; it was just that she had been so busy with Ming Xue's affairs that she hadn't had time to watch the baby.
Gu Qichen had called earlier, saying he would send people to Qingda to protect Gu Ranran and Ming Xue, so she didn't need to worry.
...
In the living room of the Qin residence, Qin He was holding the baby and playing with him.
"The weather is getting colder lately, so Lele needs to wear more layers," Ming Yuzhu said with a smile.
Qin He chuckled, looking at Lele's arms, which were so chubby they couldn't bend.
"If he wears any more, he'll turn into a ball. He'd probably bounce if he fell."
Ming Yuzhu reached out and took her grandson from Qin He's arms.
"You've never taken care of a baby, what do you know?" Ming Yuzhu said with a hint of disdain, chuckling at Lele.
Qin He tsked.
Having stayed at home for about half a month, she now understood how her mother doted on her grandson.
"It looks like my brother and I have completely lost favor," Qin He tsked.
Ming Yuzhu held Lele. "Your brother hasn't lost favor. I'm waiting for your brother to have another grandson or granddaughter for me. Then our family will be complete."
Qin He's gaze flickered as she looked at the weather outside.
It was now deep winter, and the Spring Festival was not far off.
"Mom, my brother and Wanwan's wedding is in three months. How are the preparations for the ceremony going?"
"Everything is ready. We just need Wanwan's jewelry," Ming Yuzhu said with a smile. "Our family has a set of jewelry passed down only to daughters-in-law, but the style is a bit old, with gold inlaid with colorful gems. I thought you young people prefer more minimalist styles, so I found a jewelry designer from Country D to create a new set. The design has just come out, and we'll need to find a master craftsman in Country M to make it."
Qin He burst into laughter. "Mom, when are you going to design a set of jewelry like this for me?"
Ming Yuzhu snorted. "That depends on when you get married. You don't even have a boyfriend yet."
"What do I need a boyfriend for? I have a baby now anyway."
Qin He's eyes flickered. Regardless of anything else, her brother's wedding date was getting closer.
The drug she had been developing recently had passed the experimental stage on mice and, after approval, was now being tested on human subjects.
The drug administration had been very attentive to Professor Harlana's injectable drug research, specifically expediting the process.
Qin He calculated the dates, and by the time of her brother's wedding, there should be results.