Yi Tingfeng and Tang Yichen closed their mouths, and no one else tried to talk to Gu Zhiqi, leaving the dining table engulfed in silence.
It wasn’t until Gu Zhiqi put down her chopsticks that Yi Tingfeng, while dabbing at his mouth with a napkin, turned to Gu Zhiqi and said, "Ting Yu and the teacher know you’re in the capital; they’d like to see you. Are you free tomorrow? How about we get together for a meal?"
Fearing he might forget later, Yi Tingfeng momentarily set aside the matter of Gu Zhiqi’s medical knowledge and fortune-telling skills to ask this question.
He had already inquired from Su Yunling; Little junior sister wouldn’t be leaving the capital within the next couple of days.
He had plans the day after tomorrow, so if Little junior sister was free, they could arrange the dinner for tomorrow.
Gu Zhiqi didn’t answer right away, but tilted her head, taking a moment to reflect.
After confirming there was nothing important, she looked at Yi Tingfeng and asked, "Who’s paying for the meal?"
His lips twitched frantically for a moment, and two seconds later, he let out a long sigh and said gruffly to Gu Zhiqi, "I’ll pay, all expenses are on me."
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhiqi immediately nodded, "Sure."
And with that, the dinner was set.
After the meal, Gu Zhiqi, holding Soul’s Return to Hometown, made a trip to the city hospital.
As Su Yunling was occupied and couldn’t send her personally, Tang Yichen took the initiative to escort Gu Zhiqi.
The drive from Su Residence to the city hospital took about an hour, and an hour later, the car stopped in the hospital parking lot.
As soon as the car came to a stop, Gu Zhiqi got out, cradling Soul’s Return to Hometown in her arms.
Tang Yichen followed by Gu Zhiqi’s side, glancing at the flower in her embrace and asked out of curiosity, "What is the use of this flower, Xiao Qi?"
He remembered the blond boy had been holding this flower, and Liu Yiyi had been trying to snatch it, seemingly called Soul’s Return to Hometown.
If Liu Yiyi had personally attempted to take it by force, it must be an extremely precious flower.
This was his first time seeing it, as well as hearing its name.
Hearing Tang Yichen’s question, Gu Zhiqi responded offhandedly, "For those on the brink of death, it prolongs life by seven days."
Tang Yichen was taken aback, a flash of surprise in his eyes, "Is there really such a miraculous flower in the world? Does it have side effects?"
"To those nearing death, it’s a life-prolonging flower; to the living, it’s a life-claiming flower." When Tang Yichen asked, Gu Zhiqi answered, "Healthy people who take it, without the antidote for Soul’s Return to Hometown within seven days, will fall into a deep sleep until death."
Tang Yichen blinked, looking at the flower again, "Isn’t it, then, possible to use this flower to kill someone?"
Gu Zhiqi nodded, "Indeed, it has a greater potential as a murder weapon than as a medicinal flower."
The two arrived at Mo Weiran’s hospital room door, and Gu Zhiqi raised her hand, knocking on the door.
"Come in," a weak voice came from inside the room.
Gu Zhiqi pushed the door open and stepped inside.
"Miss!" Seeing Gu Zhiqi, Mo Weiran’s eyes lit up with excitement, immediately followed by guilt.
Because he had lost the Miss’s flower.
When his gaze landed on the Purple Flower in Gu Zhiqi’s arms, Mo Weiran was taken aback and blinked, "Miss, this flower..." he hesitated before swallowing and continued falteringly, "Is it the same one you gave me, or do you have two identical ones?"
Mo Weiran spoke with a guilty expression, sneakily glancing up to gauge Gu Zhiqi’s reaction.