Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

He opened the drawer and threw out a stack of documents.

"Burn all cooperation agreements, medical records, and transfer vouchers with the research center. Destroy all your screening records as well; don't leave a single word behind."

"What about the money? What are we going to do with the money we took?"

"The money was paid in cash, there's no transfer record, and as long as we deny it, no one can find out."

Zheng Mingtang's tone turned harsh.

"Remember, from this moment on, we have absolutely no connection with Zhou De'an's research center. We have never cooperated with it, nor have we ever sent any children there. Everything was done by Zhou De'an and Qi Jianmin; it has nothing to do with us."

Lin Maocai stared at the stack of documents on the table, his hands trembling.

"Dean, what if Li Su really comes knocking on our door? She can even smash a security car to pieces, how can two ordinary people like us stop her?"

"She won't come."

Zheng Mingtang's tone was very confident.

"Her enemies are Zhou De'an and Qi Jianmin. We're just doctors at the hospital; we've never directly harmed her. What does she want with us? Even if she does come, we can simply insist we know nothing. She can't just kill us for no reason, can she?"

That's what he said, but Zheng Mingtang's hands were trembling slightly.

He understood Li Su's character better than Lin Maocai.

After her child died, this woman sat in the hospital corridor holding the body for an entire night, neither crying nor making a sound, her eyes filled with hatred that seemed to drip blood.

She will not let anyone involved in this get away with it.

But he has no other choice now.

The only option is to gamble.

They were not on Li Su's revenge list.

They gambled that the National Center for Response to Abnormal Affairs would be able to apprehend her before Li Su came knocking on their door.

"There's one more thing."

Zheng Mingtang looked at Lin Maocai, his tone serious.

"Go and inform Director Zhang to keep her mouth shut and not say a single thing she shouldn't. If she dares to expose this, all three of us will be dead."

Lin Maocai nodded.

"I understand, I'll go tell her now."

He turned to leave, but just as he reached the door, Zheng Mingtang called him back.

"etc."

Zheng Mingtang took a pistol from the drawer and threw it to him.

"Take this. In case Li Su really comes looking for you, at least you'll have something to defend yourself. Remember, if it really comes to that, don't hesitate, just shoot. As long as you kill her, everything will be fine."

Lin Maocai took the gun; it was heavy, making his palms sweat profusely.

He had never fired a gun in his entire life.

Now they're actually going to use a gun on a woman who just lost her child.

He gripped the gun and walked out of the dean's office.

People came and went in the corridor, nurses pushed treatment carts past, family members held their children and lined up at the triage desk, and the sound of children crying could be heard from the pediatric clinic.

Everything was the same as usual.

But Lin Maocai realized that things were different now.

The sky is falling.

He walked to the obstetrics and gynecology office and pushed open the door.

Director Zhang sat behind his desk, his face pale and his eyes red and swollen, clearly having just cried.

Seeing Lin Maocai enter, she quickly stood up.

"Old Lin, how's it going? What did the dean say?"

Lin Maocai closed the door and repeated Zheng Mingtang's words to her.

Upon hearing this, Director Zhang burst into tears.

"Destroy the records? So all the things we did before are just forgotten? Those children died for nothing?"

"What's the point of saying all this now?"

Lin Maocai's tone was irritable.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better burn all the records and keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, if Li Su comes knocking on our door, or if the disciplinary committee comes to investigate, we're all finished."

"I don't want to go to jail."

Director Zhang covered his face and started crying.

"My son just got into university this year. If I go to jail, his life will be ruined. I just wanted to earn more money to save up for my son's tuition. I never intended to harm anyone."

"It's too late to say all this now."

Lin Maocai placed the gun on the table.

"The dean said that as long as we insist that we know nothing, no one can trace it back to us. Once this is over, we'll resign, move to another city, and never touch this kind of thing again."

Director Zhang looked up at the gun on the table, his body trembling even more violently.

"What...what is this?"

"It was given to us by the dean for self-defense. In case Li Su really comes looking for us, we'll have a way to fight back."

Lin Maocai put the gun away.

"You should destroy all the records you have right away, and I'll go back and delete my screening data too. Remember, no matter who asks, tell them that we have no connection with the research center and have never referred any children to it."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the obstetrics and gynecology office.

The strong smell of disinfectant in the corridor gave him a headache.

He walked to the stairwell, took out his phone, and made a call to the person in charge of Huike Biotechnology.

Huike Biotechnology is the company that provided the research center with the "Shuguang-1" experimental drug and is also the funder of the entire project.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

The sounds from the other end were very noisy, like someone packing something.

"Hello, Director Lin?"

"I am Lin Maocai. Did you know that Zhou De'an is in trouble?"

Lin Maocai's voice was very low.

"Yes, we just received the news too."

The other person sounded very flustered.

"Our boss is already arranging the withdrawal of investment. All materials related to the research center have been destroyed, and the project has been suspended."

"Pause? What about our previous cooperation? There's still one last payment to be settled."

"What time is it and you're still thinking about money?"

The person on the other end sounded annoyed.

"You're about to die and you still want money? Let me tell you, Director Lin, from this moment on, Huike Biotechnology has absolutely no connection with Zhou De'an's research center, nor with your hospital. We deny everything that happened before. You'd better watch yourself."

The call was abruptly disconnected.

Lin Maocai stood in the stairwell, listening to the busy tone on the receiver, feeling ice-cold all over.

Huike Biotechnology is also going to run away.

Everyone involved in this is on the run.

Only he, Zheng Mingtang, and Director Zhang were trapped in this hospital, waiting for the knife to fall at any moment.

He gripped his phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He suddenly remembered that three months ago, Li Su knelt at the door of his office, holding her child's body, begging him to tell her the real cause of her child's death.

What did he say back then?

Oh, right.

He said, "Medical research is inherently risky. Your child's death was an accident, and I'm very sorry about that. You should go back and handle the funeral arrangements; don't cause trouble here."

After saying that, he had the security guards take her away.

Looking back now, her eyes at that time were just like those people on the internet describe now—no anger, no madness, only a cold killing intent.

Lin Maocai shivered.

He turned around and strode quickly toward his office.

We need to destroy all the records immediately.

Hurry up.

It will be too late if it's too late.