Chapter 115

Seeing Qi Yanjue's silence, Zhao Yiheng didn't know that he didn't want to talk to him, but instead thought that he was reflecting on his actions.

Zhao Yiheng felt that his friend should really reflect on his actions. He recalled Qi Yanjue saying that his grandfather wouldn't let him listen, so he would never know what was said inside.

Although Qi Yanjue didn't hear it inside, he can ask Song Yueying when he gets back, and he'll still know what was said inside.

No, he needs to know what was said inside too. Without thinking, Zhao Yiheng walked to the door of the ward, placed his hands on the door, and pressed his cheek and ear against it.

Before he could hear a sound, a hand reached out, grabbed his collar, and pulled him aside.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yiheng asked in a low voice, his eyes glaring angrily at the person who had pulled him aside, one of his grandfather's security guards.

One of the security guards said expressionlessly, "Old Zhao instructed that no one should eavesdrop."

"I..." Zhao Yiheng wanted to say that he hadn't eavesdropped, but his actions just now were undeniably those of an eavesdropper. There was no way to deny it, so he could only awkwardly touch his nose.

"Don't you want to know what my grandfather is saying inside?" Zhao Yiheng asked one of the security guards.

"No," one of the security guards replied.

"I just can't see eye to eye with them," Zhao Yiheng said, walking back to Qi Yanjue's side. "Yanjue, do you think Song Yueying will agree to my grandfather's request?"

"I don't know," Qi Yanjue replied decisively.

“Actually!” Zhao Yiheng paused for a moment, then continued, “Will has already returned to the country. As long as he takes out the pills, Song Yueying will be exposed very soon.”

"Rather than being targeted by foreigners and causing a lot of trouble, she might as well sell the prescription to my grandfather."

"It would be good if she could shift the blame elsewhere, but if not, she can only hope for the best."

"You're oversimplifying things." Qi Yanjue shook his head. Yueying had many prescriptions, not just one or two.

He had taken more than one type of pill, and their effectiveness was questionable. The pills Moonshadow sold to Will were probably the least effective of all the pills she had ever made.

The reason he thought this was because Qi Yanjue had already noticed the changes in his body. He also remembered some things he had previously forgotten.

He was saved the first time in the alley, and the second time in the pouring rain. He remembered everything.

Moonshadow not only had pills, but also something that could knock out several people at once. He didn't say anything because he didn't want to cause Moonshadow any more trouble.

Now that Grandpa Zhao has arrived and specifically requested to see Yueying, it means this matter can no longer be kept secret. He's not worried about the pill-making formula being exposed.

Whether Yueying would sell the formula for making the pills to Grandpa Zhao, he wouldn't get involved.

He was worried about Moonshadow's safety and other things.

“I’m actually hoping she’ll sell the pill formula to my grandfather now,” Zhao Yiheng said worriedly. “I just don’t know if Song Yueying will do something stupid.”

"Yanjue, if you can, please try to persuade Song Yueying."

Zhao Yiheng's words pulled Qi Yanjue back from his wandering thoughts. He said, "She has her own ideas."

It means that he won't try to persuade her; he will only respect her thoughts.

Zhao Yiheng rolled his eyes at him. "As your friend and comrade-in-arms, for the sake of the public, I hope she can sell the pill formula to my grandfather, so that it can save many people."

Personally, I respect your decision.

"It wasn't our decision, it was hers," Qi Yanjue said solemnly. "I respect her decision."

He respected whatever decision she made.

Zhao Yiheng glanced at his friend and couldn't help but tease him, "Yanjue, I really didn't expect you to become so emotionally expressive."

Qi Yanjue was about to speak when he heard footsteps approaching, so he stopped abruptly.

"What was he like when he wasn't showing his emotions?" The ward door opened, and Song Yueying walked out, looking at Zhao Yiheng with a smile.

"Why did you come out?" Zhao Yiheng asked instead of answering, his gaze anxiously fixed on the ward.

Seeing Zhao Yiheng's anxious look, Song Yueying knew she wouldn't get an answer. So she stepped out of the ward to avoid blocking Zhao Yiheng's view.

"Have you finished talking with Grandpa Zhao?" Qi Yanjue walked up to Song Yueying and stood next to her.

Song Yueying nodded. "We're done talking."

"Where do you want to go now?" Qi Yanjue only asked about her next plans, not what she had talked about with Grandpa Zhao. He had said that he would respect whatever decision she made.

"Let's go eat at the state-run restaurant first, and then go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things," Song Yueying said with a smile. "Grandpa Zhao just said he was going to treat us to a meal here."

"I thought of the nutritious meals at the hospital and resolutely declined Grandpa Zhao's kind offer."

Now that she has money again, she has to go out for a big meal to celebrate and is determined not to eat the hospital's nutritional meals.

Grandpa Zhao said inviting her to dinner meant he wanted a pleasant conversation. The only thing that could make Grandpa Zhao happy right now is Yueying's promise to sell him the pill formula.

To be honest, Qi Yanjue was happy that Yueying was willing to sell the pill formula to Grandpa Zhao. Having her pill formula in the army, no matter which formula it was, was good.

The pills were mass-produced, giving the wounded soldiers a better chance of survival.

"The food in the hospital isn't as bad as you think." These were the words of Zhao Yiheng as he walked up to Song Yueying and Qi Yanjue.

He glanced at Qi Yanjue first, then looked at Song Yueying, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Qi Yanjue frowned, and Song Yueying asked, "Does Dr. Zhao have something to say?"

Zhao Yiheng nodded, looking a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to start. After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "I'll treat you to dinner."

Qi Yanjue raised his eyebrows.

Song Yueying blinked, raised an eyebrow at him, and asked, "Are you serious?"

"Really." Zhao Yiheng nodded heavily, and as if worried that Song Yueying might doubt his words again, he repeated, "I would like to invite you to dinner."

He wanted to apologize to Song Yueying for my previous suspicion that she was a spy. But then he felt that simply saying sorry was insincere and didn't do it justice.

Inviting them to dinner is a good option.

He had just heard Song Yueying tell Qi Yanjue that she was going to eat, and that's when he came up with this idea.

“Your grandfather is still inside.” Song Yueying pointed to the ward door. “There’s no need to go in and tell him, or invite him to dinner.”

Song Yueying's thinking was simple: it was only natural for the grandfather to invite the grandson to dinner.

Her words were a way of saying yes to going out for dinner.

When Zhao Yiheng saw that she agreed to go out for dinner, he was delighted and said, "No need, it's inconvenient for my grandfather to go out, and he doesn't like to eat out."

Remembering that Grandpa Zhao had invited her and Qi Yanjue to dinner here, Song Yueying fell silent.

She turned her head to look at Qi Yanjue, silently asking him why Zhao Yiheng suddenly wanted to invite them to dinner.

Qi Yanjue glanced at Zhao Yiheng and whispered in Song Yueying's ear, "He probably wants to apologize to you for what he said in the hospital last time."

Song Yueying raised her eyebrows, as if asking him if it was true.

Qi Yanjue nodded, indicating that it was true.

"Dr. Zhao, you're too kind." Song Yueying said that Zhao Yiheng was too polite, but she took Qi Yanjue's arm and left. "Then what are we waiting for?"

"Let's go to the state-run restaurant early; we might find some good food there."

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Zhao Yiheng's lips twitched slightly. He then told the people guarding the door to pass on a message to his grandfather that he and Qi Yanjue and his wife had gone to have dinner.

The state-run restaurant is not far from the hospital; it's just two streets away.

When Song Yueying and her two companions arrived at the state-run restaurant, it wasn't crowded yet. They chose a table that was quite far from the counter and the entrance.

Zhao Yiheng asked Song Yueying what dishes she wanted to eat, then went to order. After paying and getting the receipt, he returned carrying a thermos in one hand and three enamel mugs in the other.

He put down the two enamel cups and poured half a cup of water into the one he had left behind.

Setting down the thermos, Zhao Yiheng held the enamel cup in both hands. With a sincere expression, he said to Song Yueying, "Sister-in-law, I apologize for my previous unfounded suspicions and careless words."

"I shouldn't have suspected you of being a spy just because you speak German or because you have such effective pills."

"I was wrong; I made the mistake of undermining internal unity."

"I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yiheng apologized so formally, and Song Yueying suddenly stood up. An apology is fine, but to say something like "damaging internal unity" is unacceptable.

It really isn't that bad, it's really not that bad.

“It’s not that serious, Dr. Zhao, you don’t need to apologize to me specifically.” Looking at Zhao Yiheng, Song Yueying said, “I can understand why you doubted me before.”

"I don't mean to blame you."

“I have indeed changed quite a bit. Not to mention you, even Qi Yanjue must have had his doubts about me.”

Song Yueying was telling the truth; she genuinely didn't care that Zhao Yiheng suspected her of being a spy. During that period, spies were rampant and impossible to eradicate completely.

Given the sensitive period and the significant changes she has undergone, it's understandable that Zhao Yiheng would suspect her.

Just as she said, Qi Yanjue had also suspected her! However, Qi Yanjue was more astute than Zhao Yiheng, and he had also spent time with both her and the original owner of the body.

Only then will you realize that she is not the original Song Yueying.

Zhao Yiheng was not familiar with her, and he would never have imagined that Song Yueying's body contained a different soul.

Qi Yanjue, who was caught in the crossfire even while lying down, certainly couldn't admit it at this moment. He stood up, reached out and grasped Song Yueying's hand, saying, "I never doubted you."

He realized from the very beginning that she was different from the original Song Yueying.

Even though he forgot the details, he noticed her unusual behavior from subtle clues. Besides, she made no attempt to hide it, openly exposing her forehead.

He remembered that after she hit her head against the wall, her head was bleeding profusely. When he saw her smooth forehead, he genuinely doubted that his memory was playing tricks on him.

Why add to the chaos now? Song Yueying rolled her eyes at Qi Yanjue.

Qi Yanjue smiled nonchalantly, reached out and took the enamel cup from Zhao Yiheng's hand. He then handed it to Song Yueying, saying, "Zhao Yiheng has always been single-minded."

"He pours you water as an apology. If you drink the water, it means you've forgiven him. You don't have to forgive him if you don't want to."

Song Yueying glanced at Qi Yanjue speechlessly, took the water glass he offered, and took a sip. Her actions showed that she had forgiven Zhao Yiheng; she hadn't really blamed him in the first place.

When he first heard Zhao Yiheng say that he was a spy, he was probably a little angry, but he wasn't angry afterward.

This is why she never mentioned this matter when Qi Yanjue returned to the village.

"She has forgiven you. Don't make the same mistake again." Qi Yanjue picked up the thermos on the table, poured a glass of water for Zhao Yiheng, and poured one for himself as well.

The three sat down and began to talk.

Zhao Yiheng said, "Sister-in-law, you can agree to what my grandfather asked you to do if you want, or forget it if you don't. My grandfather may seem serious, but he's actually very easy to talk to."

“That’s true,” Qi Yanjue replied. “Grandpa Zhao is the most approachable elder in our neighborhood; he’s always been kind and friendly.”

"Of course, this may be because he is a doctor."

“Yanjue is right,” Zhao Yiheng said. “The sentence my grandfather said to me most often was, ‘We are doctors, and we must be patient with our patients.’”

"The patient is suffering from physical pain, and he must be feeling terrible mentally."

"If the doctor speaks harshly at this point, the patient's belief can easily collapse. Without belief, the patient will feel resistant to the doctor and distrust the doctor."

Song Yueying nodded in agreement; Grandpa Zhao was indeed a very qualified doctor. Thinking back to how the original owner of this body had cursed the villagers, it was truly a terrible thing.

"Why are you two speaking up for Grandpa Zhao in front of me? Is there some ulterior motive?" Song Yueying suddenly asked.

She looked at Qi Yanjue with a strange expression, then at Zhao Yiheng.

"I don't have it, but he does." Qi Yanjue readily betrayed his friend.

"That guy who forgets his friends for a pretty face, I really want to slap him to death." Zhao Yiheng glared angrily at Qi Yanjue, secretly grinding his teeth. He had never seen anyone betray their friend like this.

I really regret having made a friend like that.

"Dr. Zhao, I know what you want to say, and I understand what you're concerned about," Song Yueying said directly, without trying to keep Zhao Yiheng in suspense.

“I have reached an agreement with Grandpa Zhao, and I have already handed over the items to him.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yiheng was so excited he almost stood up. He looked at Song Yueying with eyes full of ecstasy.

Song Yueying meant that she had already given the formula for making the pills to her grandfather. After he returned home, he would check the efficacy of the medicine as soon as possible, and if there were no problems, he would quickly start production.

With those medicines, the soldiers' chances of survival would increase significantly.

Qi Yanjue was also very happy, although he had guessed that Song Yueying would give the formula for making the pills to Grandpa Zhao. But guessing was one thing, hearing Yueying say it was another.

At that moment, the waiter called them from the counter to bring their food.

Zhao Yiheng and Qi Yanjue got up at the same time and quickly went over to bring the food over.

The three of them enjoyed a very sumptuous meal.

After finishing their meal, Zhao Yiheng had to go back to the hospital to continue working, while Song Yueying and Qi Yanjue were going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things. Since it was on their way, the three of them left the state-run restaurant together.

The supply and marketing cooperative was located between the state-run restaurant and the hospital. The three parted ways at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative.

When they parted, Zhao Yiheng said to Song Yueying, "Sister-in-law, I'm going back to work at the hospital. Let's have dinner together again sometime."