Newly purchased villa.

The room was filled with smoke.

Fatty Hu Yu was praying devoutly, with eighteen incense sticks inserted in the incense burner in front of him.

He was really afraid that Zhang Hongcheng would die.

Hu Yu never expected that Zhang Hongcheng, known as the king of black-bellied people, would actually do something that would lead to his death.

That guy is really crazy!

He watched the stamped envelope slowly disappear in front of him.

The fat man prayed a few more times devoutly.

When Zhang Hongcheng received the letter, fortunately there was no one around. If he had seen an envelope suddenly appear on the chest of his hospital gown, he might have been scared to death.

Before he could see what the fat man said, Chu Miaohong just pushed open the door.

Zhang Hongcheng neatly stuffed the letter into his quilt.

Chu Miaohong was holding two aluminum lunch boxes in her hands.

"The doctor said you can't move around too much. You need to rest and eat light food. I brought this for you."

"Hey, thank you very much."

"You're welcome. Ten cents and three ounces of food coupons."

Looking at the white palm spread out in front of him, Zhang Hongcheng touched his hospital gown in embarrassment.

His things and money were all in the fifth company and he didn't bring them with him.

"I'll owe you that for now."

Chu Miaohong didn't say anything, which was considered as her agreement. She turned around and found another place to have lunch.

The door closed again, and Zhang Hongcheng vaguely saw a woman in a white coat with her head lowered flash past the glass on the door.

Zhang Hongcheng didn't care at all and secretly took out the old envelope to read the fat man's letter.

The fat man's letter was a piece of paper and a stack of various bills.

Four newly collected Great Unity coupons (before 1972), three local meat coupons, ten two-chi cloth coupons from the province, and five non-staple food coupons.

The non-staple food coupons are special military supply coupons, which do not count towards the non-staple food portion.

The line of words on the note was very short.

"If you're still alive, reply. My great-grandmother kept the ticket."

Zhang Hongcheng flicked the bills and sighed in his heart, "My eldest son is so thoughtful. I, your godfather, just need these things."

There was paper and pen in the cadre ward, so Zhang Hongcheng immediately wrote back to the fat man, asking him to send more receipts, and agreed to send and receive letters at fixed times during this period to avoid being seen by others.

"Eh? No stamps!"

Zhang Hongcheng could only stuff the old letter into the pocket of his hospital gown and prepare to eat.

Patient meals are light in oil and salt, and the chef in the hospital cafeteria is probably a pig farmer, so the taste is unimaginable. I ate half of it with my eyes closed.

Zhang Hongcheng got out of bed, put on his clothes, and prepared to find Chu Miaohong to return the money and ask her to buy some stamps.

He was also worried about whether he would have any sequelae to his brain, so he walked all the way holding on to the wall.

As soon as I went down to the second floor, I heard a commotion in the obstetrics and gynecology department.

"Everyone should recognize their own children and no outsiders are allowed into the ward!"

The female doctor in charge of the obstetrics and gynecology department was so anxious that she was sweating profusely and walking back and forth between the four delivery wards.

A nurse from the obstetrics and gynecology department, along with two temporarily assigned midwives, were guarding the corridor of the department with nervous expressions.

Zhang Hongcheng, like many other patients and their families, stopped in curiosity.

"What happened?"

"A white coat has gone missing from the obstetrics and gynecology department. The doctor suspects human traffickers and is counting the children."

A minute later, everyone saw the female doctor patting her chest and sighing as she walked out of the ward.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through Zhang Hongcheng's mind.

When Chu Miaohong left his ward, she was followed by a female doctor with her head lowered.

The female doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department not far away was very short, and the white coat of the previous female doctor was obviously too tight...

......

Chu Miaohong's meal was very light, just a vegetarian dish and two taels of rice, but Lou Xiaoyan still ate it very quickly.

This is a utility room that almost no one comes to.

Lou Xiaoyan did not kill Chu Miaohong immediately because she still needed Chu Miaohong to treat her gunshot wound.

Chu Miaohong was tied up with bandages on her hands and feet by Lou Xiaoyan and thrown on an abandoned patient cart, with a large piece of gauze stuffed in her mouth.

In fact, when Lou Xiaoyan followed her in here, Chu Miaohong had already reacted, but she was still easily subdued by the other party.

Because Lou Xiaoyan was holding a pistol in her hand.

The things in Chu Miaohong's space were useless when facing a pistol.

But just as Lou Xiaoyan was wolfing down the food, Chu Miaohong actually had a small scalpel in her hands tied behind her back.

At an angle that neither of them could see, through the gap of the exhaust fan, Zhang Hongcheng was lying on a wooden ladder, peeking at what was happening inside.

He was looking carefully at the pistol in Lou Xiaoyan's hand.

There was also a faint trace of blood on Lou Xiaoyan's shoulder.

Lou Xiaoyan had not yet swallowed a few mouthfuls of rice when there was a knock on the door.

"Comrade Xiao Chu, have you finished eating?"

"I've left the anesthetics and anti-inflammatory drugs needed for the operating room at the door. Remember to send them to the obstetrics department later."

Lou Xiaoyan was startled at first, and quickly grabbed the pistol in her hand. The next second, her eyes lit up again.

These were exactly what she needed to treat her wound.

The male doctor at the door is really considerate.

Chu Miaohong was stunned, and she whimpered a few times in a hurry.

This is Zhang Hongcheng's voice, so this guy must have discovered the problem and wants to save himself!

But this woman has a gun!

"Stop making noise!"

Lou Xiaoyan slapped Chu Miaohong hard, then put her ear to the door and listened carefully.

The "male doctor" has left.

She unlocked the door swiftly, and sure enough, there was a small operating room cart at the door, and the nearest person was more than ten meters away.

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