Sweet Medicines
chapter 107

Fang Zihan was silent for a few seconds before his cold and crisp voice echoed, “I only present you a possibility. Obviously, the disappearance of your teacher is not simple. ”

As he spoke, his tone did not change.

But, Yu Gangan could tell that she was a little annoyed.

He just helped her analyze the situation. No matter the conclusion, he was just trying to help. Since Fang Zihan was being nice, he realized it was not good for him to suddenly react negatively.

So, she lowered her head and said apologetically, “Sorry, my reaction is too extreme. ”

Fang Zihan did not say a word as he looked down.

"You're not angry, are you?" Asked Yu Gangan while slightly leaning forward.

"Some soup splashed in my eyes," Fang Zihan said as he raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

Yu Gangan immediately stopped him, “Don't use your hands to clean it. Wait…"

As he spoke, he picked up a tissue and dipped it in clean water, "Hurry, use this!"

Fang Zihan grabbed the tissue and placed it in his eyes.

Yu Gangan watched from the side. As soon as Fang Zihan put down the tissue, he asked, "How are you feeling?"

Fang Zihan blinked a few times and looked straight ahead. He then asked, "What did those words say?"

Yu Gangan followed his gaze and saw some fluorescent lights on the side of a building, "Said, 'China, I love you'. Can't you see it? "

"What's that saying?"

“China, I love you. ”

"The last three words?"

"I love you . ”

"Oh, okay," Fang Zihan replied, sounding delighted.

Yu Gangan froze as she stared at the man in silence.

Suddenly, his cheeks flushed.

"You…"

This guy is terrible.

But he was being serious.

Horrifically.

He was horrible and his stomach was black.

Yu Gangan sat down carefully and looked at the man. He then said threateningly, “What do you see? Eat your noodles. Don't waste! ”

His reaction, once again, reminded Fang Zihan of a little kitten trying to act ferociously.

He then took some beef and placed it in the bowl of Yu Gangan, “This, eat more. ”

"Don't think I didn't know you gave it to me because you couldn't finish it," Yu Gangan grumbled as she buried her head and went back to eating. Meanwhile, his heart rate increased.

As soon as she returned home, she returned to her room and sat on the bed. This Fang Zihan was too unexpected.

When he fought it, he felt like a sheep waiting to be eaten. Anytime now, he would be boiled alive.

But is he right? Did his teacher really have anything to do with the murder?

The police didn't investigate both cases together, so it had nothing to do, right?

Yu Gangan rolled around on her bed and finally fell asleep in the middle of the night.

The next day, he woke up relatively late. When he stepped out of his room, Fang Zihan had already left, but the breakfast remained warm in the pot.

[The tube is pretty good. ]

[Did Fang Zihan cook it himself?]

Yu Gangan wondered why Fang Zhihan's porridge tasted better than it made?

After breakfast, Yu Gangan headed to Nanzhen Road.

As usual, there was a bit of traffic. The cars are reserved from the front of the road for a considerable distance and do not seem to be clean. Seeing his clinic not far away, Yu Gangan got out of the taxi and decided to walk along the way.

But, just as he was about to reach the clinic, a clear voice called out to him, "Gangan …"

It was the granddaughter of the old man from the herbal tea shop. With a slight smile, Yu Gangan asked, "What's up, Xiao Hong?"

“Something happens to your clinic. ”

Yu Gangan's eyes sank as he started running. As he approached, he saw a crowd had gathered outside the clinic, completely blocking the entrance.