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Chapter 1458: Chapter 1303 Interrogation (Please Subscribe!)
With confusion,
Wei Song entered the hospital.
Without registration.
Without payment.
He only handed over a passport.
He received a card.
And just like that,
He was wheeled into the operating room—since it was not a penetrating wound, though the trauma area was slightly large, it was relatively easy to deal with. Upon awakening from anesthesia, he felt much better.
Looking at the time,
It had been less than ten minutes.
That was quick.
With an operating room cabin worth over a hundred million, how could it not be fast? To avoid attracting covetous gazes, only the surgical cabin and diagnostic cabin were present, other equipment was not available here.
And these two,
The Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group was selling these to the public.
Naturally, 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
No one would dare to rob them. After all, Ling’s reputation was not blown out of proportion—who knows if tampering with their property would result in being boxed and buried the next day. There were precedents for this.
Those without the power,
They wouldn’t dare.
Those with the power,
Did not want to cause this trouble.
...
"Come back here every morning for the next three days to change your dressing," a voice of medical advice stated.
Wei Song was then sent away.
"In three days, your wound’s inflammation will disappear completely, parts will begin to crust, and after observing for one more day, you can board the flight to Xin’an City, Myanmar, on the fifth day," the Fighter said.
The reason,
Wei Song knew.
There were no direct flights to Huaxia here.
All required a transfer.
As to why not just transfer back to the country, Wei Song did not question further. Perhaps, they feared the hassle. Indeed, the black Fighter added, "When you reach Myanmar, we will no longer send anyone with you. From there, you can choose your own route back to Huaxia."
"Thank you. This treatment fee..." Wei Song tentatively asked.
Hearing this,
The black Fighter shook his head.
"You need not pay these expenses. Once you land in Xin’an City, we will no longer be connected. Remember your promise; over these days, whatever you see and hear, don’t speak more of it."
Those words
Carried a sense of farewell.
But Wei Song felt this was normal; these people were no ordinary individuals. Make friends? That was not to be thought of – they did not want to be his friend, let alone have any other contact with him.
In this way,
Everyone would be safe.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you to where you’re staying."
"Okay."
Then,
The black Fighter took the two of them and settled them into a nearby hotel run by a Fighter. In business, the Fighter’s penetration into Africa was extensive, from small roadside stalls to various export-import companies.
As long as it held value,
The Fighters would have a part in it.
Like that factory building in South Africa,
In special circumstances,
It could provide support for Tasks; with money no longer an issue, Tang Qing started to invest heavily, and the Fighters developed quickly, gaining a certain status among the local commercial circles.
He needed to ensure.
For the future.
With his and Myanmar’s two major Trade models’ help,
After the African nations’ economic rise,
This new market,
Would be under his control.
...
Inside the hotel,
Surprisingly clean.
"No one here recognizes you, but still be cautious, try not to go out. If you must go out, make sure to tell me. Please cooperate during the Task period; I have to ensure your safety."
"We won’t go out."
Wei Song hurriedly said.
He had had enough of being an outsider in a foreign country.
"If there’s anything, call me; I’m right across the door."
Having said that,
The black Fighter left.
After the Fighter was gone,
The two sat down.
Surviving a calamity,
Mixing feelings in their hearts, they would soon be returning to their home country. It was very likely they would go their separate ways as they had only come together for revenge. After vengeance was taken, they each had their own lives.
"What are you planning to do when you go back?" After a moment of silence, Wei Song initiated the conversation.
Jiang Wan shook her head.
"I don’t know; I’ve been helping my parents with the catering business since I was young, and I only know how to cook. I’m not planning to go back home soon, and there’s no one there, what about you, Brother Song?"
Wei Song shook his head as well.
"After I was discharged, I went to South Africa, but with my strength, I won’t starve to death." He knew that if Pei Yang would help, finding a job would be no issue—it was just a word away.
However,
He did not want to trouble Pei Yang.
This time.
Pei Yang must have expended a lot of effort to rescue him, and as the man just now said, he doesn’t have to pay for these expenses, which implies that someone else has paid, and it’s not hard to guess who.
"How about we go into business together?" Jiang Wan suddenly suggested.
Wei Song: "..."
He knew all too well.
This girl was becoming a bit dependent on him.
"Hold on, let me contact someone first."
Seizing the moment to change the subject, Wei Song remembered something. The spark in Jiang Wan’s eyes dimmed a bit, her relatives were all gone, and their time together lately indeed made her somewhat dependent on Wei Song.
From afar.
Wei Song could seek revenge for the person in his heart, disregarding life and death.
This quality.
Was much stronger than that of the average person, and she hoped that in the future, she could become the person that Wei Song cared for and missed. Having seen the brink of life and death, she saw through everything, looking to find one person to stay with for life.
Wealth and honor.
None of that mattered.
Taking out his phone.
Wei Song dialed Pei Yang.
At this moment.
It was not yet dark in Beijing, and Pei Yang had already reached home. He had taken two days off for this matter, not expecting that everything would be resolved so perfectly within a day, and he took the chance to visit his family.
Just as he got back.
He was interrogated by his grandfather.
"Grandson, a two-day vacation, really just to see friends?" His own grandson, how could he not understand him? It wasn’t a festival or holiday, no one’s birthday, nor any relatives or friends sick.
Asking for two days off, was very unusual.
As for Dou Jiao’s wedding.
Please.
That was yesterday.
Besides, they weren’t even close.
"I just came back to hang out with Chai Ren and the others, and also to see you. With the end of the year upon us, work is busy, and my next visit will probably be during Chinese New Year." Pei Yang was keeping his promise and not planning to tell his family.
"Oh? You think I’d believe that?" The old man was ever so clever.
"Grandfather, just believe it."
"..."
That’s almost a confession.
"You can fool this old man, but fine, I won’t ask anymore. No matter what it is, be measured and have a clear conscience." The older gentleman was open-minded, grandchildren also have their own secrets.
"Thank you, grandfather." Pei Yang said with a laugh.
"Who did you see today?" The grandfather asked again.
"Mingzi and a few others, also Chai Ren, Zheng Lin and his wife, Bun, Andy, the Dou Jiao who got married yesterday at the Cui family and, the current richest man in Huaxia, Tang Qing."
This matter.
Was not necessarily worth hiding.
"Tang Qing?" The old man immediately picked up on the key point.
Pei Yang kept a straight face.
"Yeah, I got along quite well with him, I guess we’re friends now."
"Heh, you actually made friends with him, not bad. His rise was peculiar, many things are secretive, and we can’t understand them, but so far, his actions have been beneficial to the nation." The grandfather squinted his eyes.
"Definitely, he’s from Huaxia, of course it’s beneficial to the country." Pei Yang said quickly.
"You’re sure of this?" The grandfather looked at his grandson with a smile.
"I don’t know, but I trust my judgment." Pei Yang said earnestly. He couldn’t have failed to consider that Tang Qing’s overseas connections indicated that he might have widespread relations that didn’t necessarily align with Huaxia’s interests.
But.
On this issue.
He acknowledged Tang Qing.
"Eyes, can deceive."
"But, deeds do not."
At this time.
Pei Yang’s phone rang, "The night gave me black eyes~~"
Seeing Wei Song’s number.
Pei Yang quickly walked outside the house and pressed the answer button.
"Xiaosong."
"Brother Pei, I’m already in Maputo, Mozambique. I went to the hospital for treatment first, and in four days, they will arrange an airplane to take me to Xin’an City in Myanmar, and then it’s up to us to return."
Wei Song said simply.
"Good, follow their arrangements on the way."
"Understood, but Brother Pei, I’m worried that after we return to the country, they might find us again, after all, our personal information is on file in other countries." Wei Song said.
"That makes sense. First, you return to the country, and we’ll talk about it once you’re in Beijing."
"Okay."
With Pei Yang’s words.
Wei Song was relieved.
After hanging up.
Pei Yang went back to the living room.
"What’s going on that you have to hide from me?"
"Just a minor matter."
"A minor matter? Calling several times a day, even to Africa, and it’s a minor matter?"
Pei Yang was speechless; how much time had passed, but if the elder wanted to check his communication records, it was not a difficult thing at all. "Grandfather, this issue has been resolved, and I’ve promised my friend not to tell others."
"..."
The elder stared at him for several seconds before suddenly smiling, "Fine, fine, I’ll not inquire about this matter, but I need to remind you to think thrice before acting, especially with issues involving foreign countries."
"Alright."
Pei Yang felt a bit helpless.
Had he known, he wouldn’t have come back.
Nearly gave himself away.
He was a little worried that if his grandfather investigated and found that Tang Qing had also called the same number, it might be discovered, but he was overthinking it; Tang Qing’s calls did not go through Huaxia’s communication networks.
