Illegal?
Which medical drug sold on the market hasn't been mass-produced after human trials?
Li Qiao looked towards Guan Mingchen with a faint, cool gaze. She tapped the desk, slowly stood up, and spoke indifferently, "If that's the case, then forget it."
On such matters, Li Qiao couldn't be bothered to argue.
If not for Guan Mingyu's peculiar illness that had sparked the interest of her and the laboratory, she probably wouldn't have wasted time on these siblings.
Li Qiao stood up and left, having not even touched the Coke bottle on the table.
Guan Mingyu anxiously wanted to call her back, but an impulsive Guan Mingchen had already chased after her.
"Miss Li, please wait."
Outside the restaurant, Li Qiao came to a halt but did not turn around.
Guan Mingchen briskly walked up to her, and facing her indifferent look, he clenched his fists and pursed his lips. "If, and I'm just saying if, you have no other motive, then why do you want to help us?"
