readsfreenovel Chapter 472 Self-deception
Chapter 472 Self-deception
Afternoon Dean's Office
Lin Ci'an stood at the door of the dean's office and knocked lightly on the wooden door with his knuckles.
"Please come in." The dean's tired voice came from inside.
Pushing open the door, Lin Ci'an saw the old man working at his desk reviewing documents. His glasses had slipped to the tip of his nose, and there was a dark circle under his eyes.
The sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting mottled shadows on his old face.
"Dean, I'm here to deliver the list of supplies for Star House next month." Lin Ci'an placed the documents on the table and glanced at the cup of tea that had long gone cold on the corner of the table.
The dean took off his glasses and rubbed his brows: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao An." He reached out to take the documents, and his sleeve rubbed against a bottle of blue pills on the corner of the table. The bottle shook a little, but he quickly straightened it.
Lin Ci'an's gaze lingered on the medicine bottle for a moment.
"How are the kids doing?" he asked casually.
"Everything is fine, except..." The dean paused and forced a smile, "Xiao Jie has been a little sleepy lately, maybe it's because of the change of seasons."
Lin Ci'an frowned slightly. Xiaojie was the most lively child in the courtyard, and he would never feel drowsy all day just because of the change of seasons.
He glanced around the office calmly - there were a few unfamiliar folders on the filing cabinet, a few crumpled receipts in the trash can under the coffee table, and the name of "Anxin Medical" could be vaguely seen.
"By the way, Xiao An." The dean suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts, "Next week's fire drill may have to be cancelled. There are a lot of things going on in the hospital recently, and the children are also..."
Lin Ci'an raised his eyes: "Cancel?"
The Stars Home has always attached great importance to safety drills, especially the director, who always says, "The safety of the children is more important than anything else."
The dean avoided his gaze and lowered his head to organize the documents: "Well, let's talk about it another day."
Lin Ci'an was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go first."
As he turned around, he saw the dean open a drawer and hurriedly stuff the bottle of blue pills into it.
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Night Star House
The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the quiet corridor of the orphanage.
Lin Ci'an stood in front of the dean's office, his fingertips gently fiddling with the lock. When he was a kid, he was naughty and often sneaked in here to steal candy, so he was very familiar with this old-fashioned door lock.
Click.
The door opened.
He stepped silently into the darkness, the beam of his flashlight sweeping across the desk - documents were neatly stacked, the teacup had been washed and turned upside down.
But the receipt was missing from the trash can.
Lin Ci'an walked to the filing cabinet and pulled out the medical records of Xingxing's home. Turning to the latest page, his pupils suddenly contracted -
【3.28 Little Grape: Drowsiness for 14 hours after taking the medicine, urinary incontinence】
【3.29 Ajie: Slow reaction, deteriorating writing ability】
……
Each page records the abnormal reactions of the children after taking the medicine, and the name of the medicine is "X-2743".
His fingers trembled slightly.
The paper made a slight cracking sound in his hands. The black value monitor in the backstage of 6872 burst into a dazzling red light: 77%, 80%, 85%...
The dean is not that kind of person.
He remembered that when he had a fever as a child, the dean carried him for three kilometers to the hospital, but he was so tired that he fainted in the corridor.
He remembered that when Star Home was in its most difficult time, the director sold his watch just to buy winter clothes for the children.
He remembered that the dean stayed up late in the office to do the accounting, checking over and over again the whereabouts of every donation, for fear of disappointing the trust of the donors.
——But now, what’s up with these medicines?
Lin Ci'an continued to search and found a contract in the bottom drawer.
《Anxin Medical Special Project Cooperation Agreement》
Party B: Stars Home Orphanage
Party A: Xingchen Group
The clauses were densely packed, but one line of words stood out:
[Party B agrees to cooperate with Party A in the children's nutrition supplement plan and ensure that the medication is taken on time every day]
On the last page of the contract, there was a photo attached - the dean's son was pinned down in the corner of the casino by several men in black, with bruises on his face.
On the back of the photo was written:
"Sign it, and your son's debt will be written off."
Lin Ci'an's breathing stagnated.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the corridor.
Lin Ci'an quickly put the documents back in place and hid behind the curtains.
The door was pushed open, and the dean walked in with tired steps, holding the bottle of blue pills in his hand.
Under the moonlight, the old man hunched his back, slowly knelt on the ground, covering his face and trembling silently.
Although he didn't know what Chu Shilu gave him, it was definitely not the vitamins mentioned in the contract, but he had no other choice.
"I'm sorry..." His hoarse voice broke in the darkness, "I'm sorry..."
Lin Ci'an stood in the shadows and clenched his fists.