Chapter 131

Chen Shan poured two cups of tea himself.

"Do you live alone?" Qi Fei asked.

Chen Shan nodded: "Yes, I've always been single."

"We found that after that leukemia diagnosis report came out, you never went to Nancheng Hospital again. Why?" Qi Fei asked.

Chen Shan didn't answer this question, only confirming repeatedly: "You mean, I don't have leukemia?"

"According to the documents we got from the hospital, that is indeed the case," Qi Fei said.

Chen Shan sat on the sofa opposite them, seemingly unable to believe it. He kept grabbing his hair with both hands, smiling to himself, and tears soon flowed down again: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. I, I thought I was going to die."

This reaction made Qi Fei even more suspicious: "You always thought you had leukemia?"

Chen Shan nodded and took out a pile of medicine from under the coffee table: "This is the medicine I take every day..." As he spoke, he realized something was wrong and looked up at Qi Fei in terror: "Then why did Dr. Li treat me for leukemia?!"

"Dr. Li? Are you talking about Li Jian from Nancheng Hospital?" Qi Fei frowned.

"Yes, Dr. Li has always been the one treating my illness," Chen Shan said firmly. "Two months ago, I had a fever and went to Nancheng Hospital. He told me I had leukemia and needed immediate treatment."

"You still went to Nancheng Hospital later? There's no record of your visit in the hospital's system."

Chen Shan immediately said: "Because Dr. Li told me that it's hard to get his appointment at Nancheng Hospital and I'd have to wait in line. He holds a free clinic at Huanyu International every week, and told me to just go there to find him."

"Huanyu International?" Qi Fei felt something was wrong as soon as he heard the name. He immediately found Li Jian's photo on his phone, showed it to Chen Shan, and asked: "Is this the Dr. Li you're talking about?"

Chen Shan shook his head and said: "No, who is this person?"

Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu looked at each other. It seemed they had encountered a "Li Kui and Li Gui" situation.

Chen Shan took Qi Fei and Wu Shanqiu to the place where he said he received treatment.

However, to his surprise, the place was tightly shut, and there was no one there at all.

"Huh? Where are the people?" Chen Shan looked around blankly.

"Are you sure it's here? This is just an ordinary office building, isn't it?" Wu Shanqiu said, not without suspicion.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman who looked like a cleaner for the building passed by. Seeing them at the door for a long time, she said to them: "This place has moved out. There's no one here. You don't need to look anymore."

"Was this a clinic before?" Qi Fei asked.

"No. There was a man using it before. He didn't run a company or anything; he just came once a week." As she spoke, the cleaner looked at Chen Shan and recognized him: "Aren't you his business partner?"

Chen Shan was baffled by the question: "What business partner? I was looking for him to treat my illness."

The cleaner didn't understand Chen Shan's words: "I just saw you two come once a week. There was no one else here at other times. What kind of illness do you have that you have to make a special appointment to see him outside instead of going to the hospital?"

The cleaner's question left Chen Shan speechless.

Clearly, this was a scam.

"Did he make you spend a lot of money?" Qi Fei asked.

Unexpectedly, Chen Shan shook his head: "No, the medicine he gave me was cheaper than what I could get at the hospital."

Wu Shanqiu was confused when she heard this: "Then what is he after?"

Chen Shan was also completely baffled: "What is this person after by playing such a prank! I thought I was going to die!"

Qi Fei stood beside Chen Shan, looking at the blank and bewildered man, and sighed in silence: "You can count this as a stroke of luck in misfortune. You have to know that you were a common cold diagnosed as leukemia, while on the other side, someone was misdiagnosed with a cold when they actually had leukemia, and that person is already dead."

Chen Shan was speechless for a long time after hearing this: "Dead, dead?" he muttered.

Qi Fei looked up at the surveillance camera at the elevator entrance: "This office building is so new, the quality of the cameras must be better than the pier on Jiangting Island, right?"

The first ray of morning sunlight spilled into Qi Fei's office through the window. While shaving with an electric razor, he opened the surveillance video sent by Huanyu International.

4K high-definition, very good. Qi Fei had had enough of that black-and-white mosaic image quality.

Unfortunately, the follow-up cycle that the fake Li Jian arranged for Chen Shan was 90 days, perfectly landing on the cycle when the office building's surveillance was cleared.

The surveillance of Chen Shan's last visit to this fake clinic had already been cleared, which meant Qi Fei had to search for the fake doctor's tracks day by day.

The elevator door on that floor opened and closed. The people coming in and out were either cleaners or office workers; no one resembling a doctor appeared.

Checking surveillance is always a painful process. In the long, mundane daily life, one must always maintain two hundred percent alertness to observe the clues within.

One 24 hours plus another 24 hours.

The morning light gradually turned into sunset. The beard Qi Fei had just shaved in the morning showed signs of stubble again in the blink of an eye.

Just when his attention was pushed to the limit, when the elevator that had become numbing opened and closed again, a person in a white coat appeared on the screen.

White coat, mask.

This was enough to attract Qi Fei's attention.

By this time, the sky had already darkened.

Because he was too focused, he didn't even get up to turn on the room's light.

In the dimness, the light from the computer screen reflected on his face.

At this moment, a supernatural scene occurred.

This fake doctor, with his hands in his white coat pockets, stopped walking the moment he stepped out of the elevator.

The elevator door closed slowly behind him. He seemed to be thinking about something, or perhaps he had sensed something.

Suddenly, he looked up at the surveillance camera lens.

Through this lens, his gaze collided with Qi Fei's.

In this instant, Qi Fei felt as if he had been electrocuted. His fingers trembled as he pressed the pause button. This strange feeling struck his soul directly. The most terrifying thing wasn't a sense of déjà vu, but that Qi Fei had a feeling of looking in a mirror.

In an instant, whether it was Zhong Xiaoyu or Ying Shuigen, looking at this gaze directed at the screen, Qi Fei miraculously empathized with them and understood this feeling.

He rubbed his tired face hard with both hands, as if trying to wake himself up from a nightmare.

Then, between his fingers, those eyes were still watching him—an illusion of overlapping time and space.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, summoned his courage, and pressed the play button.

However, the person in this video seemed to have a soul. He still didn't leave, but instead took something out of his pocket and reached out toward the surveillance camera lens.

He knew! He knew he would see this video!

Qi Fei stood up in a panic, and the chair behind him fell over.

Because he had seen clearly what was in that person's hand.