"The quality control colleagues checked it, it's not our quality control issue."
Feng Jizi reappeared at the door and said to Liu Zheng.
"Then what's the problem?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Well, since the liquor had no problem at the start, it must be something that happened later."
Feng Jizi stroked his non-existent beard.
"I understand, thank you, senior."
Despite being a bit cryptic, Liu Zheng still understood him.
"You're welcome. Anything else, young friend?"
"Nothing more. I'll take my leave now, senior."
He clasped his hands as a salute, then got in the car and drove straight to the clinic.
"I've got something urgent, I'll give you some dried fish later."
Liu Zheng greeted the Sphinx, and hurried into the clinic.
"Who cares about your dried fish."
The Sphinx murmured softly to himself and continued playing with a ball of yarn.
"Ready to set out?"
Doctor Nile asked upon seeing him come in.
"Not yet, there's a problem over at the French Plane Tree."
