"A man?" Qian was a bit puzzled. Someone like Chen Lin actually had friends?
"Yeah, a young guy. You'd just left for a few minutes when he showed up. He went in and in less than five minutes Lin came out with a bag, walking with him. I saw his bag was pretty big, so I asked where he was going. He said he was going to get treatment, and wouldn't be coming back for a while."
"What did that man look like?"
"I didn't see clearly. He had a hat on and sunglasses over his face. Anyway, he was pretty tall."
This made Qian feel something was off, and on the way back she discussed it with Yu Minglang.
"Chen Lin's kind of illness needs a lot of money. If he's going for treatment, how come he didn't come after me for money?"
Yu Minglang also thought it was fishy. "Call Dalong, see if he hit Dalong up for money."
A man like Chen Lin would love to borrow from everyone around him. How could he possibly let Dalong and Qian go?
