Chapter 131 Dog Brother and Dog Sister 1 She promised Zhui Feng she would help him find...

Divorce is not a simple matter, especially when it comes to the division of property; it is common for it to drag on for three to five years.

On the other side were troublesome characters like the Liang family. Shen Qinghuai had no doubt that this would be a long war, and he would inevitably suffer heavy losses and be exhausted.

However, he was willing to fight even the toughest battles and endure even the most agonizing farces, as long as he could exchange three to five years of suffering for the peace of the rest of his life.

After hanging up the phone, he wanted to talk to someone to ease his worries, so he had to call his second uncle, who was far away on the other side of the ocean.

Shen Wanming had never been very polite to him, but today, upon hearing that he was finally preparing for a divorce, the old man showed a rare hint of appreciation.

After thinking for a moment, the old man said, "Actually, this is easy to handle."

"Easy to handle?" Shen Qinghuai didn't think so. Perhaps his second uncle could find another way? So he humbly asked for advice, "Uncle, tell me, I'll listen to you."

"Do you plan to keep the child?"

"Yaoyao won't listen to me, so forcing her to stay is futile. The other three should be fine."

"Then give custody of Yao Yao to the Liang family, but what the Liang family wants most is money, so you'll have to make other compensation."

"I know."

"You know nothing!"

"Uncle..."

"Don't call me uncle, I don't have a nephew as stupid as you."

Shen Qinghuai was used to being scolded by his uncle, so he shamelessly said, "Yes, yes, I'm not good, but I want to create a safe environment for Xiaoman. If the Liang family keeps circling around me, they will eventually threaten her."

“I know what I'm doing, you don’t need to tell me what to do. I’m asking you, are you thinking of using your own assets to compensate Liang Yuting?”

"Um."

“That won’t do. You can pay, but the money must go to the four children. You need to set up a trust account for them in Hong Kong. No matter who has custody of the children, it won’t affect the assets in the trust. Each child can receive HK$5,000 a month for living expenses. Once they turn eighteen, they can freely dispose of the money in the account.”

"Isn't this also using my money to compensate them?"

"How can that be the same? If you directly compensate the Liang family, can you guarantee who the money will go to? If you use a trust to compensate the child, it's harder for others to tamper with it. As for Liang Yuting, a symbolic two million is enough, no more. You're saying the money all went to the child."

"That's fine, but won't the Liang family fight for custody?"

"Of course, whether you give it to her or not is up to you. I can help you negotiate with them. Once Liang Yuting is released from prison, I will ask someone to introduce her to a rich man overseas. Anyway, people here don't care about marital history. Then you won't have to take care of the child in China. Let your mother-in-law raise him."

What if the Liang family doesn't agree?

"Are you kidding? If I step in, who would dare to disagree?"

Shen Qinghuai was left speechless by the last domineering sentence, and could only force a smile and say, "Then I'll leave it to you, Uncle. When you come back, we'll have a good get-together."

"There's nothing to get together about, just stop causing me all this trouble." Shen Wanming slammed down the phone and went to deal with Zhu Lijun's father.

That very night, Shen Wanming's bodyguard extracted a considerable amount of useful information from the man. The next day, he made several copies of the videotapes and audiotapes. One copy was mailed back to the relevant domestic department, another was sent to America's intelligence department, one was kept by himself, and one was stored in a bank safe deposit box—multiple layers of security for safety.

When Wu Cichou received the news, the headquarters of the Wu family's overseas company had already been sealed off. He was so angry that he couldn't sleep at night and frantically contacted his connections to find out what had happened.

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Qiu Xiaoman hadn't received a call from Shen Qinghuai for two days, which puzzled her. It was unusual for this busy man to be so quiet.

Never mind him, if there's anything going on with Qiu's mother, she'll call.

She soaked her feet and read for a while. It was almost lights out, but she couldn't fall asleep because she had promised Zhui Feng that she would help him find his younger sister, Xiao Shandian.

According to the information provided by the trainers here, dogs that are eliminated due to injury are sent to the police dog base and cared for by veterinarian He Rui. Once the dog has recovered, He Rui and a trainer will conduct an evaluation.

If the dog recovers well and can return for training, the base will conduct simple retraining before handing the dog over to the military handlers.

If the dog's recovery is not as expected and it can no longer undergo high-intensity training, then Vice Captain Qu Hao will be responsible for soliciting adoptions from the public at the end of each month.

However, Little Lightning was the daughter of the martyr Thunderbolt, so when she was sent to He Rui after being injured, she was intercepted.

The one who hijacked it was none other than that petty Fang Jiadong. No wonder He Rui acted strangely after returning from the last police call; perhaps someone coveted Pili's genes and wanted to use Little Lightning for breeding?

This kind of thing can't be done openly; it has to be done secretly. No wonder there's no information about Little Lightning in the dog files at the base.

She went to great lengths, searching for Captain Meng and Captain Zou, before finally learning from Director Wen that Little Lightning had been bought by a wealthy businessman.

Because He Rui provided a disability certificate.

The descendant of a martyr who had just been injured and had not yet received effective treatment was so easily labeled as disabled and bought by someone.

Qiu Xiaoman was furious. She even suspected that the person who bought Xiaoshan might be connected to drug dealers—most likely to get revenge on Pili. Otherwise, why would they be so eager to take revenge on her injured daughter when Pili was already dead?

That's really strange.

She originally wanted Shen Qinghuai to handle this matter, but considering that she had already assigned him too many tasks and that he was being targeted by the Wu family, she had no choice but to settle for Liu Kun instead.

Unfortunately, Liu Kun hasn't called her back yet, so she didn't want to wait any longer and called him directly.

At this moment, Liu Kun, with his forehead haphazardly wrapped in gauze, limped and carrying a dog, stood outside the door of Veterinarian Zhou's house, knocking on the door.

Although he also had a mobile phone, Qiu Xiaoman was still able to find him, but unfortunately his mobile phone was out of power.

Qiu Xiaoman waited for a long time, but no one answered. The dormitory lights were off, so she had no choice but to lie down.

On the other end of the line where the phone signal couldn't reach, Liu Kun finally saw the door open.

He awkwardly shoved the dog into Uncle Zhou's arms: "Uncle, please help me, you must save her, I'll pay any price."

Uncle Zhou was a little surprised. It was so late, wasn't this kid asleep? What happened to his head? Had he been hit? The bandage was so carelessly applied; did he do it himself?

Then I looked at the dog in my arms... Oh my god!

He didn't have time to ask any more questions; he quickly turned around to prepare to perform surgery on the dog.

Liu Kun stumbled in, closed the door, and leaned against it, panting heavily: "Uncle, this is the dog that Officer Qiu asked me to find. You must save her! You know Officer Qiu, he's rich."

Uncle Zhou rolled his eyes in disdain: "Am I such a vulgar person?"

Liu Kun laughed: "I was just saying. Anyway, don't be stingy with the medication. Use the best, the goodest! Please, this is very important to Officer Qiu, and it's also very important to me."

"How important is it to you?" Uncle Zhou had already prepared the operating table and tray, washed his hands, sprayed alcohol, and was so busy that he was almost a blur, but he didn't stop talking.

Liu Kun smiled bitterly: "She asked me for help, which means she trusts me. I can't mess it up for her."

Uncle Zhou's lips twitched, but he didn't pursue the topic any further.

He was an experienced veterinarian, skilled and adept. While shaving, he reported the progress to Liu Kun: "The open wound on her right hind leg was probably caused by someone breaking her leg... Extensive burns on her abdomen, a bloody mess with no fur left. Since there were no burn marks, it's likely from boiling water... The wound on her left foreleg was earlier, probably healed and then reopened... It's probably also intentional; a dog wouldn't be so stupid as to injure itself like that... She suffered a blunt force trauma to her head, most likely a severe concussion and internal bleeding... My God, you're making things difficult for me... I'm doing my best, but I can't guarantee anything..."

After he finished speaking, Uncle Zhou fell into a long silence. The only sounds in the operating room were the clanging of scalpels, scissors, and instrument trays.

Cold, cruel, a race against death.

At 3:30 a.m., Uncle Zhou finally finished his long battle and was about to wipe his sweat when he realized that Liu Kun had been wiping his sweat the whole time.

When a person is completely focused, they are completely unaware of changes in their surroundings. He simply closed his eyes and let Liu Kun apply a hot towel to his face.

After Liu Kun finished his work, he asked, "What happened to you? Are you alright?"

"I got beaten up when I was trying to steal the dog." Liu Kun smiled faintly. "I'm fine. If I were in trouble, I wouldn't have made it this far."

"You really have a strong will to live." Uncle Zhou recalled the gossip he had heard before, and looking at Liu Kun's current state, he couldn't help but sigh that the will to live is more important than anything else.

Liu Kun knew immediately that Uncle Zhou was aware of what had happened to him. He didn't say anything, but simply asked, "How is it? Is Little Lightning alive?"

“I don’t know, I’ve done everything I can. Luckily, this dog is quite fortunate. Mr. Shen recently imported a batch of high-end vaccines and veterinary drugs from Hong Kong, and he gave me a few boxes as well. Now we can use them.” Uncle Zhou stretched his stiff neck, bent down and picked up the tray under Little Lightning, carrying it around the living room before finally taking it to his room. “It’s an old neighborhood, and my room has the warmest heating. Let her recover here.”

Liu Kun still couldn't relax and nervously followed him inside, asking, "Uncle, at least give me some reassurance. How confident are you?"

"Thirty or forty percent, I guess. I really did my best." Uncle Zhou sighed helplessly, then thought for a moment and comforted you, "I heard that the doctor who tried to save you only said there was a twenty percent chance of survival. Look, you're still alive and well, aren't you?"

That's different. He has an obsession he can't let go of, so he refuses to die. What about Little Lightning?

He had to do something to ignite Little Lightning's fighting spirit so he could survive.

He glanced at Uncle Zhou with embarrassment and asked, "Can I stay here and keep watch?"

"Okay, I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room." Uncle Zhou was quite easy to talk to, and turned to leave.

Liu Kun quickly asked about the surgery fee, and Uncle Zhou waved his hand: "Thirty will be fine."

Thirty? That's too little! Liu Kun couldn't accept it, so he took out five hundred and forced it on Uncle Zhou. Uncle Zhou thought for a moment and returned four hundred-yuan bills. "One hundred is really enough. Thirty is the part of the medicine I paid for myself, the rest was given by President Shen, and the remaining seventy is my hard-earned fee, okay?"

Liu Kun was suddenly moved. There were indeed more good people in the world. He should leave the Liu family as soon as possible and return to a normal life.

And yet, Officer Qiu had asked him these questions time and again, but he failed to sever ties with the Liu family in time—that was incredibly foolish of him.

Fortunately, he is still young, and it's not too late.

He accepted the four hundred-yuan bills, took the blanket from Uncle Zhou, covered Little Lightning with it, and stayed up until dawn. He then immediately called Qiu Xiaoman.