Chapter 755: Not Even Half a Mention of You

Jiang Yu changed into a different set of clothes, purposely making Bo Yanching wait in the outer hall.

Because of Nan Jiaojiao’s connection, the servants would usually usher him into the inner hall whenever Bo Yanching visited in the past, which wasn’t the same route as the outer hall.

Since he wanted to play the game of sending calling cards and arranging visits, fine, Jiang Yu would treat him just like those who wished to talk business, curry favor, or ask her for help.

Little did she know, Bo Yanching had no objections.

When Jiang Yu arrived, she deliberately glanced at the cup of tea next to Bo Yanching, noting that it hadn’t been touched.

“Elder Jiang.”

Bo Yanching stood up to greet her.

Jiang Yu didn’t give him a second glance, gestured with her smoking pipe towards him and tapped it downwards, signaling for him to sit.

“What do you want?”

“My niece has been poisoned, her skin aging.

I have found the poison’s formula.

Take a look, could you find a way to detoxify her?”

With that, Han Chuan placed a thick document bag on the table next to Jiang Yu.

“These are Qianqian’s past medical records, test results, and photos, as well as the antidote pills she has been taking to control the poison outbreaks.

Please take a look.

If it suits you, we can set a time for me to bring Qianqian over,” said Bo Yanching, polite and humble, his eyes lowered.

He exuded a calm and composed demeanor.

However, Jiang Yu felt uncomfortable all over.

As they talked, Han Chuan took out each item from the document bag one by one.

Jiang Yu briefly scanned over them, pausing for a few seconds on several photos.

She said nothing, tapped her smoking pipe on the table, and stuffed some tobacco into it from a pouch hanging on the shaft.

She struck a match and lit it.

“Bo Yanching, shouldn’t you first explain to me what this is all about today?”

Bo Yanching said, “Seeking medical help, following your rules, you set the price.”

“If I remember correctly, your niece’s poisoning was something Jiaojiao agreed to help with.”

“Yes,” Bo Yanching looked up, “but there’s no need now.”

Jiang Yu raised her eyebrows thoughtfully and took a glance at him, pursed her lips, drew on her smoking pipe, and exhaled a slow stream of dense white smoke.

About a minute of deadlock later, she said, “One billion, just consultation fees.”

“Fine.”

Bo Yanching wrote a check for two billion and handed it to Han Chuan, who then gave it to Jiang Yu.

“This is for the consultation.

If it’s not enough, I can add more.

The Bo Family will cover the medical ingredients, even if it’s from your Medicine Garden, I will pay for it,” he said.

Jiang Yu’s eyes twitched.

This probably wasn’t good news.

Since her retirement, she had only treated one person, and that was Old Lady Bo.

Now Bo Yanching had come knocking, requesting that she save his niece.

Although she deserved the two billion, if she had gone through Nan Jiaojiao’s personal connections, she wouldn’t have needed to pay a dime.

What did this mean, to handle things openly, strictly business, unwilling to use personal relationships?

Jiang Yu folded the check, “Fine, I’ll keep it, and whatever medical ingredients I use, I will disclose to you.”

Bo Yanching stood up, placing his hand on the button of his suit jacket, bowed formally to her, then left with Han Chuan.

Jiang Yu sat for a while, smoking until her head was foggy, but she couldn’t resist and called Nan Jiaojiao.

“Your man was just here.”

Jiang Yu took a drag on her cigarette.

“He gave me two billion, asked me to save his niece.

Have you two split up?”

Nan Jiaojiao was silent for a full two minutes, then asked, “What did he tell you?”

“He didn’t mention you, not a single word.”

“I see, hanging up.”

Jiang Yu had more questions, but as the dial tone beeped in her ear, she knew there would be no answers.

When Nan Jiaojiao didn’t want to talk about something, not even fire-heated tongs could pry it out of her.