Because Tang Qingqian was going to be hospitalized, Qin Feng did not return to Qingqian's villa.
He packed up a room alone in the hospital and lay on a bed set up with benches to spend the night.
After working non-stop all day long and exhausting all his energy to save Tang Qingqian, Qin Feng thought he could have a good sleep, but unexpectedly he fell into a nightmare.
In the dream, the village was engulfed in flames, corpses piled up like mountains, and people kept vomiting blood and falling to the ground.
Qin Feng desperately wanted to treat him, but he couldn't do anything. He watched thousands of villagers die at his feet.
There was nothing he could do, so he let the fire burn the corpses and send the stench to the sky.
An indifferent figure stood behind the fire at some point, staring at him indifferently...
"Who are you!"
Qin Feng desperately wanted to see the man's face clearly, but the faces of Shen Bangming and others suddenly appeared in the flames, and they rushed towards him with bared teeth and claws...
"ah!"
Qin Feng sat up suddenly, sweating profusely and looking pale.
My heart was pounding.
He was not afraid of Shen Bangming's death, but he didn't know why two things appeared in the same dream.
Qin Feng murmured: "It's just a rumor, why should I care so much?"
Afterwards, he washed his face and sat cross-legged for morning vomiting.
Half an hour later, he opened the courtyard door and prepared to start the first day of business.
"Brother Qin."
As soon as the courtyard door opened, Hu Dongyang and his black and white A6 appeared in Qin Feng's sight.
"Brother Hu, why are you so early?"
Qin Feng looked surprised, and was immediately taken by Hu Dongyang's hand and led into the yard.
"I found out what you asked me to check for you yesterday."
Hu Dongyang looked solemn: "In the four villages in the north of Yang County, a major plague did occur twenty-five years ago."
He didn't talk nonsense and directly handed the materials in Qin Feng's hands.
After receiving the materials, Qin Feng's eyes were startled.
confidential.
He raised his head: "Can I see this?"
Before going to Shengde Hospital yesterday, he casually sent a text message asking Hu Dongyang to help investigate the plague in Shenjia Village.
After more than 20 years, he had no hope.
I didn't expect Hu Dongyang to be so efficient, and it looks like he has gained quite a lot.
"Confidential documents will be kept confidential for twenty-five years."
"The lockdown was lifted the day before yesterday, so you can go and see it with confidence."
Hu Dongyang said meaningfully: "But you have to be mentally prepared."
Qin Feng didn't speak. He lowered his head and sat on the stone bench, flipping through the files.
"Although the plague in the four villages of Yang County was limited by some transportation and medical conditions, it was not the main reason for the serious spread of the epidemic."
Hu Dongyang said to himself: "The main reason is that a batch of special drugs were adopted and used as a decision to treat this plague..."
"Obviously the medicine wasn't working."
Qin Feng raised his head and pointed to a name on the file: "Dongai Pharmaceutical Company, why have I never heard of it?"
"The place where Sun Aidong started."
"A small workshop that doesn't even have the necessary documents."
Hu Dongyang did not hide anything: "Twenty-five years ago, Sun Aidong relied on the Sun family's upper-level connections in Nandu to exert pressure to sell this batch of medicine to the Yangxian County Government for 30 million."
"And it was sent to four northern villages as the only treatment method to treat the victims."
"Unexpectedly, the medicine did not work. Instead, the plague that could have been contained spread and a large number of villagers died."
He sighed: "That was 30 million twenty-five years ago, but now it is a huge wealth of billions."
"Sun Aidong transformed from a relative of the Sun family into a powerful figure in one fell swoop, and was recognized by the Sun family."
"At that time, the company was sold to Shen Bangming and renamed Shen's Pharmaceutical."
"The matter of the plague in Yang County will be left alone."
Hu Dongyang showed bitterness: "You also know that it involves too many people and faces. In addition, with the Sun family, the god of wealth, sitting in Nandu, the media was not developed at that time, so it did not attract much attention."
"It's a good move to get the golden cicada out of its shell."
Qin Feng looked at him: "Who can see this file?"
"Looking at Nandu, there are no more than five fingers."
Hu Dongyang was startled: "You suspect that Shen Bangming's death may be related to the plague in the Four Villages twenty-five years ago..."
The words in his mouth stopped abruptly because he saw someone pushing the door open and walking in outside the yard.
Still an acquaintance.
The chief steward of the Jiang family, Jiang Rushi.
"Bullshit?"
Seeing Hu Dongyang, Jiang Ru was slightly startled: "Are you so early?"
Hu Dongyang stood up with a smile: "It's quite early for you."
"You have to be early to see a doctor."
Jiang Rushi sighed slightly: "Mr. Qin, I'm here to trouble you again."
"What's wrong?"
Qin Feng also stood up: "Miss Jiang's condition has relapsed again?"
Last night, he was delayed by Tang Qingqian's illness and did not go to Wolong Villa for his appointment.
Although he called and apologized midway, Jiang Rushi's appearance early in the morning made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"It's Miss's business."
"Not the second lady."
"It's the eldest lady, Jiang Rubing."
Jiang Rushi's eyes were gloomy: "The eldest lady's legs were interrupted."
