"I'm so sorry..."

The nurse panicked, her hand slipped, and a small trickle of blood flowed from the wound.

“I asked him first.” Zhou Siyu withdrew her hand and pulled out a tissue to press against her wound. “Go ahead and scold me.”

"Alright, you can go out now." Qin Ge waved his hand and followed the nurse out of the ward.

Not long after, the door opened again, and Zhou Siyu looked up, puzzled, at Qin Ge who had returned.

"Leave the blankets; someone will come and tidy them up later." Qin Ge grabbed Zhou Siyu's hand, carefully disinfected it with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, and put on a band-aid. "How come you're so unlucky? You can even hurt yourself while getting a needle pulled out? No wonder Yu Wei wants to keep an eye on you like a belt."

"I've always felt that I'm pretty lucky."

He has friends and a lover, and he doesn't have to be displaced or live a life of hardship. He is luckier than most people in the world.

“You’re quite optimistic.” Qin Ge pulled Zhou Siyu aside and bent down to fold the blankets. “Wu Ming was just withdrawn from the front lines a few days ago; his left scapula was broken by a mechanical claw…”

"Mechanical claw?"

"Yes, a new melee weapon developed by the rebels."

"Even the mechs aren't used?"

"Who knows what got into that kid? He just retracted his mech in the middle of the fight."

"No malfunction?"

"No."

Qin Ge shook his head. This kind of information was shared among people at their level. Zhou Siyu was, after all, an honorary major general, so it wouldn't hurt to tell him.

"I suggest you check his brainwaves and find him a psychologist."

"You suspect..."

“Mind control or hypnosis are both possibilities,” Zhou Siyu said, rubbing his temples. “I can’t guess anything else for now.”

"How could I not have thought of that!" Qin Ge slapped his thigh and hugged Zhou Siyu happily. "You're truly my lucky star!"

I originally thought Zhou Siyu was just a mercenary businessman who liked to make money, but I didn't expect him to have such a wide range of interests, like an encyclopedia. I can always get inspiration from talking to him whenever I am confused.

“I know you’re excited, but don’t get excited yet.” Zhou Siyu patted Qin Ge’s back, signaling him to let go. Both of them were so strong, his ribs were about to break. “Traces of mind control are easy to find, but traces of hypnosis are very difficult to find. We need to investigate the people around Wu Ming, the things he uses, and his lifestyle one by one.”

"You mean, someone has been hypnotizing him for a long time?"

"Just a guess."

"I'll go talk to Lu Qin."

Qin Ge was about to run away after he finished speaking when Zhou Siyu stopped him.

"Could you please find me some clothes?" Zhou Siyu shook the hospital gown she was wearing and said helplessly, "I can't possibly go see Grandpa Yu wearing this."

"I brought it for you." Lin Ling pushed open the half-closed door, walked straight to Zhou Siyu's side, and touched his forehead. "Luckily, you don't have a fever." She handed him the bag in her hand. "Go change your clothes."

"Yeah, I just quit last night." Qin Ge yawned. "I watched all night, I'm exhausted."

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Ling patted Qin Ge on the shoulder. "I'll say thank you on behalf of Yu Wei."

"No need for that," Qin Ge waved his hand and replied politely, "It's all what I should do."

No way! If Yu Wei doesn't give him a promotion and a raise when he comes back, and make him do his laundry and cook for him, he'll tear the hospital apart!

"I'll look into the matter of mind control when I get back." Lin Ling handed Qin Ge a document, "The committee's transfer order."

"You really gave me a promotion and a raise!" Qin Ge opened the file folder and teased, looking at the bright red official seal. "Yu Wei, that's fast enough."

"Well, you'll be in charge of the hospital from now on." Lin Ling smiled. "I was even planning to hold an inauguration ceremony for you..."

"No need for that." Qin Ge put away the documents, glanced at the figure lingering outside the door, and said, "When Yu Wei comes back, hold a celebration banquet and take me with you."

He's now a general, and the armory doors are completely open to him.

"What are you saying, so happy?"

Zhou Siyu, dressed in casual clothes, looked much younger and less sickly.

“Look, Xiaoyu, I’m your boss from now on. You have to salute me when you see me.” Qin Ge put his arm around Zhou Siyu’s shoulder and raised his eyebrows triumphantly. “You can’t boss me around like that anymore.”

“They’re not even in the same department, so what kind of leader are you?” Zhou Siyu glanced at the document, looked at Lin Ling, and joked, “I have objections to this decision.”

"Any objections must be submitted to the committee in writing within ten days of the public announcement period."

"Don't take it so seriously, buddy." Qin Ge pretended to be sad and wiped away non-existent tears. "I took care of you for a month, and you're so heartless..." Before he could finish his act, he caught a glimpse of Lin Ling and Zhou Siyu leaving side by side, and Qin Ge shouted anxiously, "Hey, hey, hey, let me finish!"

"I have no objection, General Qin."

Zhou Siyu waved his hand with his back to Qin Ge. Qin Ge's abilities were obvious to all, and he had also made contributions in many military operations. If it weren't for the Qin Ye incident, he would have been promoted long ago.

"Uncle Lin, Yu Wei, he..."

Once aboard the spaceship, Zhou Siyu finally couldn't help but ask aloud. Although she had a guess in mind, she still hoped to get a different answer from someone else.

"Do you believe him?" Lin Ling asked rhetorically, then couldn't help but remind him, "Whether he lives or dies, he has to live."

The truth about Yu Wei is an open secret among all those in the know. The alliance cannot do without "Yu Wei," but it can exist without Yu Wei.

"Mm." Zhou Siyu nodded, let out a long sigh of relief, as if exhaling the last bit of hope in her heart, and repeated with red eyes, "I understand, Uncle Lin."

"Don't cry." Lin Ling hugged Zhou Siyu and gently patted his back: "The greater your emotional fluctuations, the greater the possibility of losing control."

"I...I'm fine." Zhou Siyu bit her lip, holding back her tears. "I can control my emotions."

Yu Wei wanted him to live, and he would try his best to live, even if it was just for a day.