“What is the relationship between this person and Mr. An?” he probed further.
Knowing that Six June Snow sometimes asks strange questions, An Zhang answered without hesitation, “She is a very important… friend.”
“So what price is Mr. An willing to pay for this information?”
“Shouldn’t the price be set by you?”
“What if we say we want to take everything you own in exchange?”
Without hesitation, An Zhang said, “As long as she can be saved, you can take all my wealth.” If he lost Shi Xuan, possessing wealth would no longer hold any meaning for him.
“You are truly generous,” Director Gong chuckled softly, “Please hold.”
Another wait? What are they doing? An Zhang tried to control his anxious heart, holding the phone and waiting.
After another ten or so minutes, Director Gong’s voice came through the phone again, “Mr. An, is video communication convenient on your end?”
“Yes.
Please open the video call, my master wants to speak with you personally.
“Your master?” An Zhang was slightly surprised, “Could it be the Zongzhu of the Longsun family?”
The Longsun family was a mysterious and ancient clan. Ordinary people were unaware of its existence, while those with greater power and wealth knew of its astonishing influence.
Liuyueqian was an organization under the Longsun family, so its master was naturally the master of the Longsun family.
“Yes,” the team leader respectfully responded.
An Zhang connected the video call, and soon a figure appeared on the screen. He was sitting cross-legged in a chair, with a lush bamboo forest behind him. His short hair was tousled by the wind, with a few strands covering his face.
His exact features were indistinct, but it was clear he had an extremely handsome face. However, the eerie, soul-consuming gaze from his narrow gray eyes sent chills down one’s spine.
Sitting in the chair, he exuded an intimidating presence. An Zhang immediately understood this must be the legendary Zongzhu of the Longsun family.
“Hello, Longsun Zongzhu.”
The man lightly brushed the hair from his face. An Zhang noticed he was unusually young, with lips slightly curved in an ambiguous smile.
Standing beside him, a man in an elegant white Tang-style outfit quietly explained An Zhang’s background.
“Master, he is the CEO of An’s Pharmaceutical Company and also the president of the Radar Detective Agency. In just a few years, he has elevated this small detective agency to one of the largest in Asia.”
An Zhang was taken aback. Liuyueqian’s intelligence-gathering capabilities were indeed remarkable. In just twenty or thirty minutes, they had already uncovered his entire background.
The narrow gray eyes looked at him, speaking in a soft, unhurried tone. “It sounds like President An is quite capable.”
“Longsun Zongzhu is too kind. Regarding the matter I entrusted to Director Gong, I wonder if you are already aware?”
“I have heard about it,” noting An Zhang’s barely concealed anxiety, the Longsun Zongzhu was willing to reveal the information he was eager to know, “We have information about the person you’re looking for.”
“Where is she?” An Zhang’s gentle demeanor betrayed his urgency.
“There’s no need to be anxious. First, answer a few of my questions.”
“Go ahead.” Since the other party knew the whereabouts of that divine doctor, An Zhang felt somewhat relieved.
“I hear you’re willing to give up everything to save a friend?”
An Zhang, skilled in negotiation, understood the importance of not revealing all his cards. However, he was acutely aware of his counterpart’s capabilities, and time was critical. Every moment wasted could be consuming Shi Xuan’s life. He wanted to conclude this quickly and obtain the information to save her.
“Yes, as long as I can save her, I’m willing to pay any price.” At this moment, he had no interest in playing mind games and answered frankly.
“Why?” The bewitching voice carried a hint of confusion.
“Because she is a very important friend to me.”
“Why?” the Longsun Zongzhu repeated.
An Zhang frowned, “Didn’t I just answer? She is a very important friend.”
The young man standing beside him explained, “My master is asking why President An would be willing to give up everything for a friend.”
An Zhang hesitated for a moment, recalling what Qin Luo had mentioned about his mountain-top meeting with the Longsun Zongzhu. He decided to be candid, “Because she is the woman I love most.”
The Longsun Zongzhu’s cold and beautiful face showed a slight hint of doubt. “President An, what does it feel like to love someone?”
What does it feel like? An Zhang was stunned, momentarily unable to respond.
“President An, my master is asking you a question,” the elegant man reminded him when he remained silent.
“The feeling of loving someone… I find it hard to describe precisely. Besides, this experience might not be the same for everyone,” An Zhang found the question difficult to answer.
“Just tell me about your own feelings.”
“My feelings?” Looking into those narrow, cold gray eyes on the screen, An Zhang knew he couldn’t refuse to answer this question. He understood that the answer would be crucial to obtaining the information he desperately sought. If his response was unsatisfactory, the negotiation might fall apart.
After a moment of contemplation, he spoke carefully…
“Yes.” Responding respectfully, Chang Ye spoke, “The person the CEO An is looking for is currently in Hong Kong.” He provided an address, then spoke about the personality and temperament of that divine doctor, a smile spreading across his face as he bowed, “I hope CEO An can find her successfully.”
“Thank you.” The figure on the screen instantly disappeared, and An Zhang did not care what price would be demanded of him, immediately dialing a call to the Hong Kong branch.
On the other side, Chang Ye bowed and asked, “Master, shall we send someone to take over all of An Zhang’s assets?”
After a long silence, the master Longsun slowly spoke, “Demand one-tenth of the shares of the Radar Detective Agency from him.”
“Understood.”
Feeling her body was incredibly light, as if weightless, her consciousness hazy like a dream, she slowly opened her eyes, and in her blurry vision, a figure appeared.
Although the person’s face was covered by a transparent oxygen mask, she immediately recognized him – he looked just like… herself!
She stared in astonishment, seeing another person exactly like herself lying on a white bed, eyes tightly closed, with some unidentified tubes connected to her wrist.
Turning her gaze, she noticed two other people standing by the bed.
“Does that person really possess such miraculous medical skills?” asked the man standing on the left side of the hospital bed.
She carefully observed him, recognizing him, “Ah, it’s Yan Yin, An Zhang’s good friend.”
She excitedly waved to greet him. “Hi, Yan Yin, long time no see.”
Yan Yin gave no response.
Jin Yuanhao spoke, “It’s true. This is from a friend’s personal experience. He personally witnessed a patient declared hopeless being treated by her and becoming vibrant again, and after recovery, even healthier than before.”
Huh, it’s Jin Yuanhao. Why does he look so heavy-hearted?
“Hi, Yuanhao.” She approached him, smiling and asking, “What happened? Why do you look so gloomy, like someone died?”
Jin Yuanhao also did not respond to her, not even glancing at her.
“That might just be an exceptional case.” Staring at Shi Xuan, who was still relying on the oxygen mask to maintain life, Yan Yin was worried An Zhang would be in vain.
Jin Yuanhao shook his head, speaking firmly, “No, I’ve heard at least three similar stories. In each story, the legendary female doctor was the same person.”
