Is there more hope than returning to Beijing?
Upon hearing this, Gu Shizhao's voice lost its casual tone, "It's also difficult. We still have connections in Beijing, and I can't return to the city yet. If we need to be in Huaixi County, you might have to come up with some ideas."
"The mother of the vice director of Huaixi is seriously ill and urgently needs valuable medicinal materials," Ding Ancheng said. "You should send over a Lingzhi mushroom."
"You should know how to handle it," Ding Ancheng reminded.
Gu Shizhao's lips curved into a smile, "No wonder you're Ding, well informed. If it works out, I'll owe you a big favor again."
"No need this time, and it's not for you," Ding Ancheng said indifferently, knowing Gu Shizhao already owed him quite a bit.
"Oh, did my sister-in-law ask?" Gu Shizhao teased.
"Yes," Ding Ancheng replied in a good mood and informed him, "They should arrive at Tongxian Commune around four o'clock."
