Fearing he might remove his oxygen mask, the doctor quickly asked, "Patient, where do you feel unwell?"
A-Kang was still twisting, but he didn't speak, until Chen Rou called out, "A-Kang?"
A-Kang suddenly stopped fidgeting and murmured, "Young Miss?"
He didn't actually know whether he was alive or dead. Of course, he thought he was dead because although he told Chen Rou that he had only been shot in the leg, he knew that he had been shot in the back.
But shouldn't he be dead? How come I can hear the young lady's voice? And where is this?
The beeping sound, the instruments, the snow-white bed—where did he get here?
The doctor stepped aside, and Chen Rou went over: "Just focus on getting better, you'll be fine soon."
Ah Kang had been in a coma for several days. When he saw Chen Rou dressed in white, he thought she was an angel. He wondered if he could go to heaven after he died, even though he was greedy and lustful and stole things everywhere.
But of course, even he himself doesn't believe that someone will save his wretched life.
But for Chen Ke and his comrades, even if they encountered a stranger on the road, they would not hesitate to save them if there was any danger. On the mainland, however, only soldiers would rush to save people immediately if they were drowning, choking on something, or caught fire, regardless of gender, age, wealth, or social status.
Well, Ah Kang is still alive and will get better slowly, so Chen Rou is relieved.
Because he was an informant for the special police team, his medical expenses could be reimbursed at the military hospital, so Chen Rou didn't care. However, she had to leave some money for Yue Zhongqi so that he could buy nutritional supplements for A Kang.
She swam over, carrying 20,000 yuan in cash in her bag, which she secretly slipped into Yue Zhongqi's bag.
After leaving the hospital, Yue Zhongqi snapped his fingers: "Come on, I'll take you to get something good to eat."
Chen Rou laughed and said, "It's pig's feet noodles again. Let's also order pig's ears. I hate eating pig's ears the most."
Yue Zhongqi wasn't surprised, but he was a little sad: "Arou, are you saying that when I'm in my forties or fifties, I'll still only be able to afford pig's ears and street food? My salary should be quite high, right? When I hire an apprentice, shouldn't it be at least at a street food stall?"
Chen Rou almost forgot that in her previous life, Yue Zhongqi's wife, Xiao Lazi, didn't work, so Yue Zhongqi had to hand over his entire salary.
Later, she developed depression and was constantly going to the hospital, which naturally made Captain Yue poor.
Secretary Qiao has a job and can support herself, and her family is well-off. Yue Zhongqi should be relatively well-off. Sure enough, he patted his chest and said, "It has to be a street food stall. I know a place where the stir-fried pig ears are amazing."
Chen Rou almost exploded: "You're so spineless! You can't even eat at a street food stall without pig's ears?"
Yue Zhongqi had no choice but to say, "Can't I just pick what you like to eat? Tell me, what do you want to eat?"
Chen Rou said, "Spicy diced chicken, boiled sliced pork, and a side of stir-fried lamb with scallions, plus lots of green peppers, do you dare?"
Yue Zhongqi narrowed his eyes, pondered for a while, and suddenly pointed at Chen Rou's nose: "You little girl, you're really bad. The first time you met me, you gave me hemorrhoid patches, applying and washing them. I thought Chen Ke had told on me."
Like Nie Zhao, he has hemorrhoids, can't eat spicy food, and has been avoiding certain foods.
The first time Chen Rou met him, she gave him hemorrhoid cream. He only realized it now because she already knew he had hemorrhoids. Of course, he won't eat or order any of the dishes Chen Rou ordered, for fear of triggering his hemorrhoids.
Now, it's time for the apprentice to get revenge. As they walked, Chen Rou said, "Now you know, when you say you're going to take us out for a nice meal, I won't be happy, because you won't add chili peppers to your order."
Yue Zhongqi understood: "You still remember that you were never given better food?"
But suddenly he reached out to touch Chen Rou: "Big dogs remember things from a thousand years ago, but you're a little dog, so you remember things from ten thousand years ago."
She was indeed his own disciple. Not only did she nimbly dodge, but she also used two fingers to poke Yue Zhongqi in the kidneys, making him cry out in pain.
Staggering two steps, Yue Zhongqi said, "Are you really my disciple? Why did you go for the kill with that one move?"
Chen Rou said, "You used to say that being beaten to death by your apprentice was an honor for a master."
Yue Zhongqi was a little scared and lightly slapped himself in the face: "My mouth is really asking for trouble!"
Being beaten to death by one's apprentice is an honor for the master. How could he have the nerve to say something so humiliating?
Chen Ke is in mainland China today, attending a meeting at the military region. He just came out and returned to his unit not long ago.
Hearing that his daughter was crossing the border in the middle of the night, he drove over and arrived. Before he even got there, he was greeted by people.
He ate too early and is hungry now. Perfect timing, let's go get some Sichuan food together.
Boss Nie instructed her to drink brown sugar, bird's nest, and ginseng, but even Chen Ke only thought that his daughter should eat something spicy, as spicy food is hot and can dispel cold. After that, she should soak her feet.
Nie Zhao also called a hotel in Shenzhen and asked the manager to find a chef to work overtime and quickly make some soup.
But at that moment, his wife was sitting in the food stall. She took apart a pair of disposable chopsticks, picked up a red chili pepper, and put it in her mouth.
By the way, something that no one knows yet is that Chen Rou is going to take charge in Sham Shui Po.
Imagine, the two armies are arguing fiercely, then Chen Rou steps in and reasons with them, and they stop arguing, wouldn't that be great?
Moreover, she was representing the British side, and if a vote by show of hands was required, she would be the key vote.
Chen Rou's passionate crossing of the sea also had a hint of wanting to show off.
She was an adult in front of Nie Zhao, but in front of Chen Ke and Yue Zhongqi, she was just a child.
Sure enough, she immediately received praise. Yue Zhongqi said, "As expected of my apprentice, you've made something of yourself and are now in charge?"
Chen Ke's thoughts were far-reaching: "There will be reporters, so you should try your best to remain impartial while you're there."
She can't show favoritism, especially not so obviously, or it would be bad if foreign reporters took pictures of it.
Of course, Chen Rou knew what to do, but she hoped that Yue Zhongqi would take the initiative to express his opinion and go as well. They would see how things went then. If Battalion Commander Zhao was too troublesome and didn't restrain himself or back down, and things really got out of hand, Yue Zhongqi would be the one to handle it well.
That's a must. Yue Zhongqi is a favorite of the higher-ups now. He'll go to the military region to ask for a spot first thing tomorrow morning.
As for Battalion Commander Zhao, Yue Zhongqi had never actually met him. He was a young man in his early twenties who was decisive and had the guts to fight. Yue Zhongqi was also thinking of meeting him. Perfect timing, he would also take a stroll around the Sham Shui Po military camp and see something new.
He unscrewed the tap, took a sip, and exclaimed, "That's refreshing!"
Chen Rou also wanted a drink; a sip of ice-cold beer would be so refreshing.
But now Chen Ke won't let her drink it.
He also had his reasons: "You're still a child; you shouldn't drink alcohol recklessly."
What's that saying again? As long as your parents are alive, you're still a child even at eighty.
Now that Chen Rou is under her parents' supervision, she can forget about drinking ice-cold beer. She should drink Rumeng or Huiyuan instead; those are drinks that children should be drinking.
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