Chapter 1409

Xianggang, hillside villa.

Qin Tianming left silently, stepping into the moonlight.

His expression was sorrowful, but his heart boiled with hot blood.

From the villa behind him, a faint voice of his father Qin Lu's heart-rending howl could still be heard. The sound was very clear, not at all like a nightmare, but as if he were experiencing something in another world.

He remembered that it should have been thirty-five years ago, when he was in his twenties, full of vigor. As the eldest son of the Xianggang Qin family, Qin Tianming naturally placed himself in the position of heir and thought about many things.

But that time, after he confidently demanded funding, he ultimately met with failure.

It was his father who, under the name of a publicly listed company, purchased his loss-making property, and consequently he was also cast into the cold palace.

He didn't expect that, even now senile, his father still remembered the words he had scolded him with back then.

Hearing the faint scolding carried on the wind, Qin Tianming clenched his fists, a feeling of humiliation lingering in his heart, unable to dispel for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, thirty-five years have passed; the youthful, reckless self of long ago has already been worn into an old man in his twilight years.

Sometimes Qin Tianming doubted whether he could outlast his own father.

Qin Lu endured much hardship in his youth, but those sufferings seemed not to have harmed his body. His health made Qin Tianming feel despair, turning the natural expectation of inheriting the family business into a luxury.

Qin Tianming once thought that, after his father's death and his inheritance of the family wealth, he would use a series of business maneuvers to tell the world that he was certainly not someone with high eyes but low hands.

A single failure was merely bad luck.

But as time passed, all of this became illusory and unimportant.

Although he lacked nothing in food and clothing, gazing at the vast family estate that should have been his, near yet far, Qin Tianming had long since resigned himself to this fact with a heavy heart.

But this time, heaven has given him an opportunity.

This is an opportunity, his best opportunity.

"Uncle, did Mr. Zou come yesterday?" Qin Tianming asked respectfully.

The fire of anger in his heart had been extinguished decades ago.

The status of the eldest son is even lower than that of a steward; the Qin family is just that strange.

"Yes." The steward followed respectfully behind Qin Tianming, bowing slightly and saying: "He recommended the doctor who had cured his gu poison a while ago, from the Di Du 912 Hospital. But Doctor Zheng said he had no time and couldn't come recently."

He thought, perhaps he feared that he couldn't cure it.

"How do the Harmony Nurture doctors diagnose it?" Qin Tianming asked.

"Alzheimer's disease—there's really no good solution worldwide. They suggest inviting the Li Chuan Team to conduct treatment, after all they're the furthest along in research globally. But it hasn't reached the clinical stage yet, and I have reservations about it." The steward said.

Qin Tianming didn't continue speaking, but instead noted down the name Li Chuan Team.

"I'll go visit Zou Jia Hua and ask about his treatment experience." After saying that, Qin Tianming got into the car and disappeared into the night.

The steward glanced at Qin Tianming's retreating figure, his eyes somewhat complex, and at the moment Qin Tianming got into the car, he turned and left as well.

……

Three hours later, Zou Jia Hua sat in the study, leisurely looking at company data and the information about the company he was about to acquire.

Since he no longer had to worry about gu poison, Zou Jia Hua's repressed energy from many years burst forth all at once.

"Qin Tianming looks like he's got a ghost." After sending Qin Tianming away, Zou Yu returned to the study and made her judgment.

"There must be a ghost." Zou Jia Hua glanced at the documents and said offhand: "You guess, what is it that he's proactively seeking medicine for this time?"

"Logically, after Qin Old Master's death, the one who should benefit the most is him. But he should be worried about the will, so he wouldn't do anything too extreme, right?" Zou Yu asked.

"He doesn't have that kind of guts. If he had the courage and ability, he'd have struck out on his own long ago—why would he cling to Qin Old Master's coattails, barely scraping by? All his prime years are wasted here; when he's old and older, what waves could he possibly stir up?" Zou Jia Hua laughed.

"I don't really understand; maybe he genuinely wants to seek medical treatment."

Zou Jia Hua lifted his head, extended a finger, and gave it a slight shake.

"At this time, the Li Chuan Team should already have decided to accept the invitation and could come to Xianggang the day after tomorrow." Zou Jia Hua laughed: "If the data is to be believed, their chance of curing Qin Old Master's Alzheimer's disease exists. At the very least, it wouldn't let him suffer so much; he'd have only one or two months left to live."

"So…" Zou Yu's eyes lit up.

"So Qin Tianming wants to stop him, and my gu poison is his best shield." Zou Jia Hua chuckled, then lowered his head to work: "This guy has a bit of cleverness but no great wisdom. This time it's just luck that he's going to 912 to find Doctor Zheng—let him go."

"Will Doctor Zheng cure Qin Old Master's illness?" Zou Yu worried.

In preparation for Qin Lu's death, the Zou family has already made many preparations. When the time comes, they can swoop in like a thunderbolt and take a big bite out of the Qin family.

But if Qin Old Master were still alive, it would be hard to say. Although he is very ill, he occasionally regains clarity, so Zou Jia Hua doesn't dare go too far.

Who knows what preparations Qin Old Master has up his sleeve.

Don't end up with no meat to eat and having your two front teeth knocked out.

"Your doubt shouldn't even exist." Zou Jia Hua said lightly: "A doctor who can treat the relevant specialty disease to a world‑top level is already a miracle."

Zou Yu fell silent; in just a moment she understood why her father had recommended Doctor Zheng.

"I believe Doctor Zheng Ren's résumé and the surgeries he's performed—you've seen them." Zou Jia Hua said: "He comes from General Surgery, skilled in hepatobiliary surgery and interventional treatment. Cardiac treatment is related to interventional procedures, and that's also my fortunate fate."

"But Alzheimer's disease—can he conquer it? I don't believe it. I was just speaking offhand; pushing too hard on this would look scheming. Without Qin Lu, the Qin family is a scattered mess—nothing but lambs ready for slaughter, so there's no need for me to kick them."

"But if Qin Tianming wants to do something, then let him do it."

Zou Yu nodded.

"These are all petty tricks; success or failure depends on heaven, not on people. What you should learn is grandeur—occasional petty tricks are fine, but they can't last. People ought to go with the flow." Zou Jia Hua suddenly lifted his head and lectured Zou Yu.

"What if Doctor Zheng agrees to come and cures Qin Old Master—what then?" Zou Yu thought of a possibility that basically doesn't exist.

"If that's the case, at first it was I who recommended it, I can further advance my relationship with Qin Old Master." Speaking, Zou Jia Hua laughed, "Moreover, regarding Doctor Zheng's plan, it also needs to be revised."

"Understood." Zou Yu calmed his mind and steadied his breath, began to help Zou Jia Hua review the materials.