"It's nothing much," Grandma Yao said, seeing how concerned Qin Ningyi looked, a hint of nervousness in his eyes. She didn't want him to worry needlessly.
Indeed, it was nothing significant. It was just that she grew a small amount here, and it wouldn't be ready for harvest for a few more days.
After hearing about the situation from Grandma Yao, Qin Ningyi breathed a sigh of relief. The remaining medicine for Grandpa Qin could last for a while. By the time the herbs matured and were processed into medicine, the timing should be just right.
"I'll take all of this medicinal herb. The price will be according to the market rate," Qin Ningyi said, treating it as a business transaction and not being careless about such matters.
However, the quantity...
He called Shen Wuyou to inquire in detail about the usage of the medicine. To his dismay, the amount Grandma Yao had was not enough.
Grandma Yao, noticing Qin Ningyi's furrowed brow, could sense the issue with the quantity of herbs from his brief words.
Would this be a problem?
"It's not enough, is it?" Grandma Yao asked softly after Qin Ningyi hung up the phone.
Qin Ningyi nodded. "Yes. Do you think there might be other sources..."
Before he could finish speaking, Grandma Yao smiled. "Of course, there are. She always has this year-round."
"Who?"
Hearing there was a possibility, Qin Ningyi fixed his gaze on Grandma Yao.
"It's someone you know..."
Huo Rou!
Before Grandma Yao could utter these words, one of Qin Ningyi's subordinates blurted out, "Little Medicine King?"
Grandma Yao lowered her gaze in thought. It seemed correct to put it that way; the outside world's appellation for Huo Rou was indeed "Little Medicine King."
Thinking of this, Grandma Yao nodded. "Yes."
"Young Master Qin, we haven't received any information," a subordinate whispered into Qin Ningyi's ear, relaying the latest news about the Little Medicine King.
Yes, the latest news about the Little Medicine King was that there was no news.
This person was far too mysterious. Except when major breakthroughs were announced, it was almost impossible to ascertain what the Little Medicine King was doing.
"Understood," Qin Ningyi replied, not finding it strange. He had been following the Little Medicine King's situation before, as his group needed talent in that area for their laboratories. However, the Little Medicine King was too enigmatic, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
Another theory circulating was that when there was no news of the Little Medicine King, it meant they were preparing for something big. If the Little Medicine King made a move, it was bound to be a significant event.
Grandma Yao watched Qin Ningyi and his subordinate's solemn and helpless expressions, unable to quite understand. She finally said, "I'll give you everything I have once it matures. As for her side..."
She paused, recalling that Qin Ningyi had deliberately avoided mentioning Huo Rou when discussing this matter with her. Perhaps he had special considerations, so she thoughtfully offered a choice, "Do you want to ask, or shall I?"
"Then I'll trouble you," Qin Ningyi said gratefully.
He had known for a long time that Grandma Yao had contact with the Little Medicine King. Since Grandma Yao was proactively offering help, it couldn't be better.
With the medicinal herbs, his grandfather would soon recover and awaken.
And regarding the incident from that year, he would also gain more clues. To uncover the truth of what happened back then, he needed to give Huo Rou an answer and give himself a chance.
This was something he had to do.
Grandma Yao watched Qin Ningyi's departing back and mumbled, "What's there to trouble about? Little Huo is right in the living room."
Qin Ningyi didn't hear Grandma Yao's mumbling. He had barely walked a short distance when he was stopped by Pan Yue, who had woken up.
If he had been a step slower, if he had heard just a little more, the intelligent Qin Ningyi would have guessed who the Little Medicine King was by now, and he wouldn't have been so shocked later.
Putting that aside for the moment, the current Qin Ningyi was looking expressionlessly at the alluring woman before him, his gaze gradually turning cold.
"Move aside."
He wanted to see Arou.
Pan Yue shivered at his icy tone but remained stubbornly in front of him. "Brother, I just realized you saved me. You are truly my..."
"Who is your brother?" Qin Ningyi immediately interrupted her with a stern face upon hearing her affected words.