Chapter 22 Rescuing the Chief, Turning the Tables to Expose the National Treasure Smuggler

"The patient is out of immediate danger."

Su Yue leaned against the door frame, took a deep breath, and spoke in a soft but clear voice.

"However, he is old and has old injuries. This heart attack has greatly depleted his body, so he must rest. I will write down the follow-up treatment plan. Remember, for the next three months, quit smoking and drinking, avoid spicy and greasy foods, and mainly eat liquid foods and light, easily digestible foods."

She was speaking to Zhao Xiaojun, but the old doctor from the clinic next to them listened more attentively than anyone else.

He rushed into the treatment room and was stunned when he saw the steady, fluctuating waveform on the electrocardiogram monitor and Wang Zhenxing's complexion, which had regained its rosy hue despite his weakness.

The old doctor reached out his trembling hand and placed it on Wang Zhenxing's pulse. The steady and powerful beat could not be faked!

"This...this is impossible..."

The old doctor muttered to himself. He circled the empty space left by the "surgical instrument" that Su Yue had taken back into her space twice, and then looked at the extra gauze with bloodstains and a small piece of blood clot that had been removed from the trash can next to him.

In his thirty years of medical practice, he had never seen such a miraculous technique.

In this treatment room where even the stethoscopes are practically worn out, a heart surgery worthy of being recorded in history was performed?

Is this little girl Hua Tuo reincarnated, or a fairy descended to earth?

His gaze toward Su Yue had transformed from initial doubt into fervent adoration.

"Young miracle doctor! Please accept this old man's bow!"

As he spoke, the old man in his fifties actually bowed to Su Yue.

"useless."

Su Yue turned to the side to avoid it; she was so tired that she just wanted to lie down on the spot and didn't have the energy to deal with any of this.

A few hours later, in a special care ward that had been temporarily set up, Wang Zhenxing slowly opened his eyes.

He looked up at the yellowish ceiling, feeling the still heavy but no longer excruciating pain in his chest, and a glimmer of clarity flashed in his eyes.

"Commander! You're awake!"

Zhao Xiaojun, who was standing by, shouted excitedly.

Wang Zhenxing turned his head and his gaze fell on Su Yue, who was sitting not far away, sipping her sweet soup.

Although he was unconscious, he vividly remembered the voice that calmly and decisively pulled him back from the brink of death at the critical moment.

"It was you who saved me."

Wang Zhenxing spoke, his voice hoarse but full of energy, carrying the authority of someone who had long held a high position.

"It was just a small favor."

Su Yue put down her enamel cup, met his gaze, and remained composed and respectful.

"I, Wang Zhenxing, never owe anyone a favor."

Wang Zhenxing gave Zhao Xiaojun a wink, and Zhao Xiaojun immediately took out an exquisitely crafted brass badge from his pocket and handed it to Su Yue with both hands.

The badge is shield-shaped, with a roaring lion engraved in the center and a series of numbers below.

“This is my personal contact badge. Seeing this is like seeing me in person.” Wang Zhenxing’s gaze was sharp as an eagle. “Young comrade, if you ever encounter any difficulties that you can’t resolve, take this to any military region, and they will help you unconditionally. This promise is valid for life.”

This is truly a super-powerful cheat code falling from the sky.

Su Yue was overjoyed inside, but remained calm on the surface.

She reached out and took the badge, her fingertips touching the cool texture of the brass.

"Then I shall accept it without hesitation."

She accepted it readily without any hesitation.

This candid attitude actually made Wang Zhenxing think more highly of her.

“Oh, right, sir,” Su Yue said as if suddenly remembering something, “since the train has stopped in Bao’an County, I’d like to stay here for a couple of days and won’t be traveling with you.”

"Oh?" Wang Zhenxing became interested. "What's so special about this small place that would make you want to stay?"

"To make money," Su Yue said matter-of-factly. "I come from a capitalist background, so I'm always more sensitive to business opportunities than others. I think this place may be a dead-end area now, but it's by the sea and close to the port city. Who knows, it might just take off one day?"

She said it half-jokingly, but her eyes were sparkling.

"So, I'm thinking of buying a hundred or two hundred acres while land is still dirt cheap. If I really become successful in the future, I can just sit at home and collect rent, becoming a landlady. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Zhao Xiaojun was dumbfounded, thinking to himself that this girl's thought process was indeed unique.

Wang Zhenxing gave her a deep look, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

"You have foresight." He paused for a moment, then asked, "Which plot of land do you want to buy?"

Su Yue had already planned it out. She took out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket, on which an area was hastily drawn with a pen.

"Right here, on the southern outskirts of the city, on that large stretch of barren beach by the sea."

Wang Zhenxing glanced at it only once before calling Zhao Xiaojun over and whispering a few instructions.

Zhao Xiaojun accepted the order and immediately went out.

Su Yue leisurely got up and walked to the post office at the entrance of the ward.

She quickly wrote a telegram and handed it to the staff.

[To: Regiment Commander Gu Beichen, Qiongzhou Military Region]

Market research has revealed a business opportunity. My return is delayed, please don't worry. Also, if anyone tries to contact me, do not give a second thought. Su Yue.

After sending the telegram, Su Yue felt refreshed and invigorated.

What general's wife? Nothing beats being a rich woman!

With Wang Zhenxing's help, things went exceptionally smoothly.

In less than a day, a land ownership certificate stamped with a bright red seal was delivered to Su Yue.

With just a few "big yellow croakers" (gold bars), she bought two hundred acres of wasteland next to Pengcheng Bay, which would later become incredibly valuable.

Having settled this major life event, Su Yue strolled around Bao'an County in a cheerful mood.

In the 1970s, the county town was drab and dusty, with few people on the streets, most of whom were in a hurry.

As she walked near a secluded dock, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a group of people out of the corner of her eye.

Those men were dressed as dockworkers, but their eyes were gleaming and their temples were slightly bulging; they were clearly trained fighters.

They stood around several large boxes covered tightly with tarpaulins, scanning their surroundings warily. Their tense demeanor suggested they were not guarding ordinary goods.

Su Yue's heart stirred. She pretended to be passing by, but her spiritual power silently probed into the space.

The next second, she activated the mysterious power within the space and probed towards the large boxes.

Her mental energy penetrated the thick wooden planks, and the scene inside the box instantly appeared clearly in her mind—

That's not cargo!

It was a simple and ancient bronze square ding, covered with green patina, full of the vicissitudes of history.

It was a white jade porcelain bowl, as thin as a cicada's wing, radiating a warm luster in the darkness.

There were also rolls of ancient books and paintings wrapped in oiled paper!

national treasure!

These are all priceless national treasures!

Su Yue's heart clenched.

She suppressed her shock and quietly turned into a nearby herbal tea shop, ordered a bowl of herbal tea, but her ears were perked up.

A hushed conversation drifted over on the wind.

"Be smart, everyone! If this shipment can be delivered smoothly... we'll be set for life!"

"Don't worry, boss, everything's arranged. The boat will arrive on time at 10 p.m. The cops in this godforsaken place are all useless; they won't find anything."

"Hmph, once we hand these treasures over to the Kuomintang, we'll be the greatest heroes!"

Party-state...

Su Yue's fingers, holding the teacup, tightened slightly.

They're remnants of the Nationalist army! They're smuggling national treasures!

Su Yue downed the cold tea in her bowl in one gulp, slammed the money on the table, and turned to leave.

Night falls.

Su Yue changed into a black outfit she had found in her spatial storage, her long hair tied up high, making her look like a cheetah lurking in the darkness.

Following her memories from the day, she quietly arrived at the abandoned machinery factory on the outskirts of the city.

The factory area was deathly silent, with only a few warehouses lit by dim lights.

After observing for a moment, Su Yue figured out the enemy's sentry deployment.

There are two visible sentries and three hidden sentries.

She took out a futuristic-looking launcher, no bigger than the palm of her hand, from her spatial storage. It was equipped with several fine, hair-like anesthetic needles.

"Whoosh!"

A barely perceptible soft sound.

A sentry hidden in the bushes collapsed limply without uttering a sound.

Su Yue moved with lightning speed through the darkness, silently eliminating all the outer sentries.

The entire process was smooth and quick, taking no more than three minutes.

She deftly pried open the back window of a warehouse and climbed inside.