Chapter 200: Bringing Medicine to Senior Sister

I was originally thinking we'd have to wait another ten days to half a month, but I didn't expect Li Minghao to come so quickly, and in person.

"Hao Ge, have a seat inside," Lu Cheng greeted warmly.

Li Minghao pressed the handlebars and said, "Group Leader Lu, no need, let's find a place without people to talk."

Lu Cheng thought that this matter wasn't suitable to discuss openly; Da Za Yuan was crowded and full of prying eyes.

It was still early before the agreed nine o'clock in the evening, so Lu Cheng led Li Minghao to a deserted spot.

"Hao Ge, you even came in person; any news can just be entrusted to someone to deliver."

Li Minghao laughed, "The matter entrusted by Group Leader Lu, I will handle personally; otherwise the members of our production team would scold me."

When Ding Yuanmin took back the news that Lu Cheng needed medication, Li Minghao did hesitate, after all, obtaining drugs in Gang Cheng carried great risk.

But after the team heard, everyone unanimously approved Li Minghao to handle it.

Lu Cheng had provided the production team with enough to eat; now they are in a difficult situation. If we don't help, not only would we be ungrateful to our benefactor, but how would they regard us?

Lu Cheng also didn't expect them to be so solemn: "It's not even a request; Hao Ge came all the way here in person, and I'm already very grateful."

Li Minghao laughed heartily, "Group Leader Lu, you're not the polite type; such courteous words need not be said. Let me first introduce someone to you."

As Li Minghao pulled the person beside him over, Lu Cheng finally took a close look.

"This one's name is Ganzi, Ganzi, quickly call Group Leader Lu."

Ganzi proactively extended his hand, "I know Hao Ge; I've met Group Leader Lu before."

Lu Cheng shook his hand, feeling very unfamiliar with the person before him, "Do we know each other?"

Ganzi chuckled, "Group Leader Lu may not remember me, but I certainly remember you. Not long ago I was arrested for Speculative Profiteering, spent a few days in detention, and after being released, if you hadn't given me travel money home, I wouldn't have known how to get back."

Lu Cheng nodded slightly; now he understood how they knew each other, so it's normal that he has no recollection, because he has given travel money to so many people.

Not thirty, but at least twenty-something.

His salary has basically been spent on this; yesterday he treated the brothers of the Blue Faction to a meal, which cost him half a month's wages.

No one understands why he does this, but only he knows that the money is well spent; these people will become his network later.

But Lu Cheng never expected the return would be so swift.

After the two shook hands, Ganzi was prompted by Li Minghao, and he hurriedly pulled two boxes of medicine from his inner jacket pocket.

"Group Leader Lu, these are the medicines you requested."

Lu Cheng took them in his hand, his first thought being "so fast?" He had only hoped for good news, but didn't expect the other side to bring the medicine directly.

He opened the box and checked; it was indeed Insulin.

"Did you get it yourself?"

Li Minghao spoke for Ganzi, "Group Leader Lu, after Yuanmin returned he told me about this, so I started contacting people. Immediately, I thought of Ganzi; his cousin works at a hospital in Gang Cheng, making it convenient to obtain this kind of medicine."

Ganzi continued, "At first Hao Ge told me about this; I didn't agree, but Hao Ge said it was you, Group Leader Lu, who needed it. When I heard that, I knew it had to be done."

Lu Cheng nodded; regarding Ganzi's cousin, he didn't inquire further, assuming he had smuggled over years ago.

Scanning the surroundings to ensure no one was around, Lu Cheng asked, "Can this be supplied long-term? How much extra should be added? Just tell me; I won't let you help for free."

Ganzi shook his head; Lu Cheng couldn't tell whether it meant it couldn't be supplied long-term or Ganzi only wanted to help this once.

"Group Leader Lu, long-term supply is no problem; my cousin can easily get this medicine, but as for the extra money, forget it. I won't earn anyone's money, especially not yours; otherwise Hao Ge won't bring me along in the future."

Lu Cheng glanced at Li Minghao, waved his hand quickly, "No, no, no—one for one. I can't let you work for free; a runner's fee must be paid."

Although his cousin can obtain the medicine easily, once it passes through Ganzi, it will inevitably take a lot of effort.

Li Minghao held his arm, "Group Leader Lu, don't be polite any more; just give the medicine's base price. As for any runner's fee, don't mention it. Anyway, Yuanmin will come to Capital City every month to deliver goods, and can bring it along."

"Indeed, Group Leader Lu, this is a matter of saving lives. Besides, I'm not making money off this; if I charge you in the middle, the nature changes."

Seeing the other side's insistence, Lu Cheng couldn't remain courteous; he had originally planned to keep the two and find a restaurant for dinner, to properly thank them.

But Li Minghao still needed to catch a train to another provincial capital; this medicine delivery was just on the way, and he didn't plan to stay. Since Lu Cheng indeed had evening commitments, the two arranged to meet next time.

Looking at the two boxes of medicine in his hand, Lu Cheng couldn't help but sigh: indeed, many friends, many paths.

The medicine that others could barely obtain even with connections and backdoor routes was easily sourced by him.

Since the medicine was so precious, carrying it into a fight was impossible; Lu Cheng hopped on his bicycle and decided to head to the cultural troupe first.

Upon arriving and inquiring, he learned that Su Feixue wasn't in the troupe; there was a performance today, and the venue turned out to be the Cultural Palace where the match was arranged.

Lu Cheng thought, this saves a detour; he'll go straight to the Cultural Palace to deliver the medicine, then head to the rear wall to meet everyone.

The Cultural Palace is on the east side of Tiananmen; when Lu Cheng arrived, he didn't know what performance was scheduled today. Security was tight, with armed police guarding the entrance, and entry required credentials.

Lu Cheng hadn't even steadied his bicycle when a person in civilian clothes drove him away.

Although they wore civilian clothes, Lu Cheng could tell from their gestures that they were all skilled in martial arts.

"Comrade, what's the event today? Is another foreign leader visiting?"

The comrade, expressionless, replied, "Stop prying and leave immediately."

"I'm not a comrade; I'm here looking for someone. Do you know Su Feixue, the troupe leader of the Song and Dance Troupe?"

"I don't know. Without credentials you can't enter; please leave at once."

Lu Cheng, hot-tempered, leaned on the handlebars and gave a shove; when he saw the other person reach for their waist, he instantly kicked his bike and rode away.

After moving away from the main gate, Lu Cheng stopped again and glanced back.

He still couldn't get in! But he also couldn't carry the medicine on his person; they were small glass vials that could easily break in a fight.

He thought it over and decided to climb in through a window on the rear wall. Familiar with the Cultural Palace layout, he knew there was a library at the back, filled with confiscated 'banned books'.

He had often stolen from there before, then given them to his sister for pocket money.

Reaching the secluded rear wall, he found the window quite high; after two jumps he still couldn't reach, as before someone always stood below to support him.

Fortunately he had his bicycle, which he could wedge at the base of the wall. Lu Cheng stepped back a few paces, then ran, stepped onto the bike, jumped, and grabbed the lower edge of the window.

With a thrust of his upper body, he flipped up onto the window, then clung to the sill, letting his body descend almost completely before releasing both hands and jumping down.