After all, William was so weak and still had to clear his name, and he even gave him a large order. Zhao Youcai thought it wouldn't hurt to give him these apples.

It seems that not all foreigners are bad; he really likes people like this who are both honest and wealthy.

There's only one hospital around here, and once a few people went there and asked around, they knew which floor and which room William Li and the man surnamed Lü were in.

What they didn't expect was that such a coincidence could happen in the world.

The three men pushed open the door to William's hospital room, smiling as they explained their purpose, and placed apples on the table while offering words of comfort.

The man surnamed Lü in the next bed was half asleep when he suddenly heard a sound that made his soul tremble, which startled him awake.

But he dared not move, even his breathing was careful, for fear of being discovered that he was also in this ward.

His cautious manner, so much so that even thieves would have to address him as their ancestor, almost made the others burst out laughing.

Zhao Youcai thought to himself: No wonder the cat doesn't eat the mouse right away after catching it, but plays with it for a while. That's interesting.

The nurse who was changing the IV drip bottle pushed open the door and walked to Mr. Lü's bedside to change the dressing.

As we all know, there is a procedure for changing dressings in hospitals. The patient's name is always confirmed again before changing the dressing to avoid administering the wrong medication and causing a fatality.

"Lu Dazui!"

The man surnamed Lü was almost in tears from feeling wronged.

Those three plagues haven't left yet, why is the nurse shouting at him so loudly?

The point is, you can call someone by their name if you want, but giving them a nickname is impolite.

"I'm not."

The nurse's hand, which was about to change the dressing, froze in mid-air. She looked suspiciously at the man on the bed who was curled up like a punching bag, and then went around to the head of the bed to carefully examine the bed card again.

"Why aren't you? The bedside table clearly says bed number twenty-three: Lu Dazui."

The nurse was very angry, and her voice was no longer as calm and gentle as before.

She's so busy at work every day, and she hates patients who cause her trouble the most.

"If you've gone to the wrong ward, go back to your ward. If you haven't gone to the wrong ward, then don't interfere with my normal work."

The man surnamed Lü, who had a large mouth, was almost numb with anger. He just couldn't understand why she acted as if he had done something wrong to her and hadn't taken responsibility, even though it was clearly her fault.

"My name isn't Lü Dazui, it's Lü Tian?"

The nurse was speechless, and silently looked down at the bedside card again.

Who wrote this bedside card? Are they in such a hurry to leave work? It's so sloppy!

The nurse, without blushing or panting, gave an "oh" and checked again.

"Lü Tian?"

"Um."

"I'll change your medication. This medication can't be given too quickly, as you're likely to vomit if it's given too quickly in your current condition."

Lu Tian gave a soft "hmm," still feeling quite annoyed.

But his frustration doesn't mean everyone else is frustrated.

Almost as soon as the nurse left, Director Niu discreetly reached out and adjusted the speed.

Hehe... I'll make him throw up.

Zhao Youcai was just about to make his move when his gaze fell on the small device used for picking up IV drips, and his lips twitched violently.

He originally planned to just speed it up a tiny bit, but now that he saw it, he almost blurted out, "Wow!"

It's practically like they're just taking the IV bottle off and giving it directly to the patient's mouth!

"Let's go first, so as not to delay Mr. William's recovery."

Thinking about the air in the ward in a moment, Zhao Youcai and the others immediately retreated.

Sure enough, as soon as I stepped out of the ward, I heard a soft moan coming from inside.

The nurse stormed in again, and launched into a tirade against Lü Dazui.

"You just bumped your head, not got it flooded. Can't you understand what I'm saying, or are you tired of living? You insist on adjusting the speed when I tell you not to? Are you crazy?!"

Unfortunately, Lu Dazui was vomiting so badly that tears and snot were streaming down his face, and he was unable to respond at all.

The nurse came back in, grumbling and cursing, carrying a broom and a bucket. She changed the water three times before finally calming down.

As soon as Zhao Youcai returned to the Qian Sui Festival venue, he saw a young man in military uniform running towards him.

"Comrade Zhao, please."

Zhao Youcai recognized the other person at a glance; he was a young soldier who followed Cao Yong.

Seeing that Zhao Youcai was very wary of him, the young soldier quickly smiled and waved his hand.

"Comrade Zhao, don't be nervous. We all agree that your gold shop is too small, so we expanded it and redecorated it for you. If there are any problems, we can make some changes."

This change in attitude is really fast. Before, no one cared that their booth was located in such an obscure spot, but now they look at them like they're shining gold.

Although I know that there are people who flatter and fawn over others everywhere, it still feels a little strange to suddenly see them in front of me.

"No need, the Thousand Ears Festival is only a few days away anyway. We're planning to go back to the military compound anyway, my old man has been wanting to chat with Comrade Zhao for a while now."

Factory Director Niu wasn't going to put up with them. After suffering so much injustice for so many days, all they thought was a few words, a change of booth, and a perfunctory redecoration?

There's no way you can have such a good deal!

The young soldier opposite him froze instantly; he truly hadn't expected this task to be so difficult.

He had looked up Zhao Youcai's information before setting off and knew that Zhao Youcai was just a genuine old man from the countryside.

But how did this suddenly become associated with people in the military compound?

The young soldier was also young, having only been transferred from a military region in another province a few days prior, so he didn't know that Factory Director Niu and Factory Director Ma were native Beijingers.

Now, upon hearing the other person say that, they stride forward without turning their head, quickly creating a large distance between them, leaving me completely numb.

...

Inside the office of the Chiho Festival venue.

Cao Yong was sitting behind his desk writing materials when the sound of a young soldier's hurried footsteps approached from afar, and the knocking on the door sounded more like drumming.

"Enter."

"Something terrible has happened! Zhao Youcai and the others have gone to the military compound!"

Cao Yong stood up abruptly, and a long gash appeared on the paper he was about to finish writing, marked by the nib of his pen.

At that moment, he completely disregarded the despair of having to rewrite the materials, grabbed his coat, and went outside.

"Do you know which family in the military compound we're going to? The Niu family, the Ma family, or the Qin family?"

The young soldier was taken aback again. How was he supposed to respond to that?

If Cao Yong couldn't get an answer from the other party, what else didn't he understand?

He let out a long sigh and gestured to the young soldier that he didn't need to follow and could just stay in the office and guard the door.

He then ran quickly outside, pedaling his bicycle like a whirlwind, until both tires burst when he reached the gate of the military area.

At that moment, he didn't care at all about how much it would cost to fix the tire. With a serious expression, he pushed his bicycle to the guard post and gave the other party a military salute.

"Hello comrade, I'd like to ask if any distinguished guests have arrived at the military compound today?"