Those who travel back in time

Chapter 16 Li Qilin

Chen Qing realized that he had made a mistake.

The information about Li Qilin being in the president's office was obtained from a security guard at the freight passage behind the Qilin Building, and this source was inherently unreliable.

How could a lowly security guard responsible for watching the cargo gate possibly know the whereabouts of the company's senior management?

He said Li Qilin was in the president's office because that was the only place he knew Li Qilin might be.

Even though the operation went wrong, Chen Qing didn't panic. He went to his desk and found a schedule on it. According to the information recorded on it, Li Qilin was indeed at the Qilin Building, but not in his office. Instead, he was holding a board meeting in the conference room.

The conference room was on the next floor. Chen Qing quickly descended the stairs to the 14th floor, and as soon as he came down, he heard a roar: "Let me tell you! Unless I'm dead! It's not going to stop!"

Attracted by the sound, Chen Qing walked towards the direction from which the roar came. The middle section of the glass door was frosted, so you couldn't see a person's face, but you could see many legs from below.

A place with so many people must be a conference room.

Chen Qing pushed open the door and saw a rectangular conference table in the center, with directors sitting on both sides, some wearing custom-made high-end suits and others wearing handmade casual wear. The face directly opposite the door was very familiar to Chen Qing.

With this unexpected guest suddenly barging in, everyone turned to look at Chen Qing.

"Whose people are they?" Li Qilin asked the board members.

Before anyone could answer, Chen Qing moved.

Following the principle that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line, he lifted his foot and stepped directly onto the table. Amidst the shocked gazes of the board members, he strode over the conference table and arrived in front of Li Qilin.

"Get down!" Li Qilin snapped. "Whose man are you? How dare you be so rude!"

Chen Qing didn't answer. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Li Qilin's head. Just as he was about to use his strength to break the neck of the culprit who caused the apocalypse, he caught a glimpse of a bottle of medicine on the projection behind him that looked very familiar.

Chen Qing didn't make a move first. He turned his head and saw the three large characters "Yi Ruiqing" clearly visible on the bottle.

A series of hurried but disorderly footsteps sounded, and the conference room door was pushed open again, revealing a dozen security personnel in suits who finally arrived.

"Don't come any closer!" Chen Qing jumped off the table, grabbed a pen, and pressed the sharp nib against Li Qilin's neck.

"I told you not to do anything reckless!"

"Release Mr. Li immediately!"

"Let's talk this out, don't hurt Mr. Li!"

These security personnel had all experienced Chen Qing's prowess firsthand and dared not make any rash moves, only shouting warnings from a distance.

"Is Yi Ruiqing produced by the Qilin Group?" Chen Qing asked, ignoring the security personnel.

"That's right, this drug is produced by our Qilin Group, and it hasn't been on the market for more than a few years..." Li Qilin was interrupted by Chen Qing halfway through his sentence, "Shut up!"

Li Qilin dared not offend Chen Qing and remained silent.

"You speak!" Chen Qing pointed to a short-haired woman in her twenties who looked like a secretary or assistant.

"I...I don't know anything!" The short-haired female assistant trembled uncontrollably with fear.

Why is Yi Ruiqing being shown on the slideshow?

"This is one of the agenda items for this board meeting. Yiruiqing is priced very low, with no profit margin, and the board members' opinion is to stop its production."

"Are there any people who disagree with halting production?"

"Only Mr. Li firmly opposes it; all the other directors agree."

"Let me see the meeting minutes."

The short-haired female assistant hurriedly handed Chen Qing a black leather notebook in front of her.

Chen Qing quickly scanned the screen and soon found the name "Yi Ruiqing". There was also a note that all the directors wanted Yi Ruiqing to stop production, but only Li Qilin firmly opposed it.

Thinking back to the shout of "Otherwise, it would never have stopped" that I heard when I came down from the 14th floor, it can be basically concluded that Li Qilin's insistence on producing Yiruiqing is true.

The pen in Chen Qing's hand was pressed against Li Qilin's skin. With a little force, he could pierce his artery and even create a tiny, heart-stopping indentation.

But he couldn't bring himself to stab her.

"All the directors wanted to stop Yi Ruiqing's production, but Li Qilin was the only one who firmly opposed it."

This sentence, along with the words written in black and white on the meeting minutes, acted like an invisible shackle, instantly binding his arm as he held the pen.

That impoverished family in Dahuai Village would definitely not have survived without Yiruiqing, a cheap medicine.

Grandpa He wouldn't let Chen Qing eat the vegetables he picked up during meals, he would secretly come over at night to cover him with a blanket, and he would entertain Chen Qing by the river so that he could go fishing and then faint... These scenes, one after another, crashed into Chen Qing's mind like waves.

Killing Li Qilin was simple; a light prick with the tip of a pen would suffice.

With a single stab of the pen, the zombie-infested apocalypse ceased to exist, and my brother wouldn't have been bitten to death by zombies.

The desperate, fearful, and distorted face of my brother before he died can be erased from my mind.

This was the opportunity I had been dreaming of, the opportunity I had sworn to fight for even if it meant going to hell.

Now, the opportunity is right in front of you!

But what's the cost?

Should Grandpa He be deprived of his life so that his brother can live?

"Grandpa He could not possibly be alive in 2044; he must be dead. I am a person from 2044, not from 2022. Grandpa He is just a reflection of the past; he is not a real person. I cannot be entangled by the reflection of the past." Chen Qing gritted her teeth, ready to stab him with her pen.

But no matter how hard he gritted his teeth, he just couldn't bring himself to stab.

Wasn't Grandpa He a real person?

I was hit by a car and woke up to find myself covered in gauze and bandages. Was this kind of medical treatment fake?

Is it unreal that the quilt I'm wrapped in at night is so warm?

In the hospital, she earnestly told her son not to tell anyone about the sound of her fainting while fishing. How could she pretend she hadn't heard it?

"Are you here for Yi Ruiqing?" Li Qilin asked. He finally realized that this uninvited guest was probably not someone sent by other high-ranking officials to cause trouble.

"Li Qilin, since you're producing Yiruiqing to treat and save lives, then do it properly. Why did you have to synthesize a virus?" Chen Qing questioned, "Do you know how many people you've killed?!"

"Synthesize a virus? What makes you say that?" Li Qilin immediately denied it: "I have never synthesized any virus."

"You didn't synthesize the virus?" Chen Qing questioned again, "Then why did you visit a virologist? And why does your lab have serum used for synthesizing viruses?"

Drop drop-

At that very moment, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded.

"Oh no! The lab!" Li Qilin's expression changed drastically, and he shouted to the security personnel at the entrance, "Get to the lab right now!"