"Big brother, you're here. I'll head out now!"
"No, I have something to do and need to go out. Remember to feed him the porridge." Fu Cheng got up and left, but after taking only two steps, he turned and pointed to the bag behind the porridge bowl: "Medicine, if it's convenient for you, sister, please bandage him up."
The room fell silent for a moment. Occasionally, a dog's bark would drift in, reminding the two silent people that it was time to speak.
Gan Tang silently walked towards Mo Huaixing and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll feed you some porridge."
Mo Huaixing grabbed Gan Tang's hand as she reached for the bowl and turned her palm over. The wound running through her palm hadn't been bandaged; a thick layer of congealed blood covered the wound, obscuring its depth.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"It hurts!" she said, looking at him, uttering words that surprised both of them.
That voice, with a hint of shyness mixed with a coquettish tone, made Mo Huaixing very flustered.
"Then, I'll bandage you up."
"No rush, you eat first!"
Gan Tang sat down to get a bowl, but Mo Huaixing was still holding her hand.
"Let's bandage it first. It'll be hard to explain if Chu Jiahe comes back in a few days with a scar on her hand." As he said this, Mo Huaixing didn't dare to look up at her.
Gan Tang forced a stiff smile, "Okay!"
The medicine bag contained the best medicines, as well as Mu Zi's special scar-free ointment. She had given it to him before, and now he was applying it for her.
The ointment, cool and refreshing, seeped into her bloodstream, stirring up layers of questions in her mind. But Gan Tang endured it all, waiting until she heard Fu Cheng's car leave before going out to check.
Seeing Zhang Po leave with him, and Grandpa Qi also go out, she dared to close the door and asked in a low voice, "You weren't... why did you risk hiding the goods?"
Mo Huaixing looked at her without saying a word.
Gan Tang lowered her eyes: "I'm sorry, I forgot. I have no right to ask you questions."
Despite her disappointment, she still picked up the porridge and fed him. After he finished, she lifted the blanket and changed his dressing. From beginning to end, she was as obedient as a robot. Only when she saw the festering wound did Gan Tang lower her head and hide her uncontrollable tears on the gray ground.
"You're right, I am indeed a burden."
She thought no one cared, but he did.
“It’s none of your business. Your demand for people from He Zhong isn’t enough to make him risk killing me.”
Mo Huaixing knew he shouldn't tell her, but he couldn't bear to make her sad and blame herself, so he said with difficulty, "I designed him to believe that Mr. Fu would hand over the re-planned route to me, and that he was just a stepping stone to pave the way for me."
Although the eldest brother's line is old, it's the safest. Once it's upgraded, the circulation will be several times higher than before. This would be a devastating blow to the line that He Zhong had, which was constantly running into trouble.
Therefore, all I need to do is bring the police into his line of sight, and he will want to kill me.
To ensure I didn't fall into the hands of the police, his attempt to kill me was perfectly reasonable in Mr. Fu's eyes; if his deliberate attempt to harm me were discovered, then your demand for my release would be an excellent excuse.
He Zhong was only retaliating against me, and didn't hold a grudge against Fu Yuanshan. Fu Yuanshan was secretly pleased, after all, they were brothers who had gone through thick and thin together, and it was highly unlikely that he would make things difficult for him.
It was intentional on his part. No wonder he said those things to her when he left. Gan Tang's mind was buzzing, her eyes filled with rage: "Why did you deliberately let him kill you?"
"I don't know how these goods were transported into the country. As long as He Zhong makes a mistake, and as long as I gain Fu Yuanshan's trust, I will have the opportunity to obtain complete clues along this line."
Gan Tang frowned: "So, you hid the goods both to gain Lu Zhengqian's trust and because you were worried that if the goods were exposed, he would suspend this route."
"right!"
"What do you mean, 'right'?!" Gan Tang's suppressed anger erupted instantly: "Who told you to gamble with your own life?"
"I've scouted the layout of the stronghold. They can't hit my vitals from my location. I'll be fine." He seemed carefree, even smiling.
"What do you mean 'nothing will happen'? You almost died yesterday!" Gan Tang angrily slapped his arm. She deliberately leaned down, so he couldn't see her expression. His arm was burning hot from the falling tears.
Mo Huaixing reached out and embraced the flustered woman. Feeling the weight on her back, Gan Tang was startled and quickly braced herself against the bed. "The wound, the pressure is on the wound."
"No, no!"
His voice carried a strange calming effect. Gan Tang gently rested her head against his chest, feeling the sound of his heartbeat.
She thought she would go crazy if she could never hear that heartbeat again.
"What do you plan to do with those goods?" Gan Tang looked up. Since he was a policeman, how could he let the goods enter the market?
Mo Huaixing was amused by her nervous appearance, and a trace of color finally returned to his pale face: "Don't worry, I don't need to worry about it, my brother will take care of them."
"Really?" She was afraid that if she wasn't careful, another hole would appear in his body.
"Really." Mo Huaixing's eyes were filled with complex emotions. "My elder brother will avenge me."
As Mo Huaixing said, Fu Cheng used security as an excuse to delay the shipment. He Zhong could wait, but the customers who had already paid couldn't. After all, it was Fu Cheng who controlled the line, and He Zhong had no choice but to transfer the goods to his own line in order to ship them quickly.
Everything seemed to be going smoothly, but unexpectedly, the police raided the warehouse when the goods were being shipped out. Of those who went, only Yu Dayong escaped with his wounded leg from being shot.
As for whether it was Mo Huaixing or Fu Cheng who leaked the information, Gan Tang had no idea. She couldn't stay in Canglan for long, and after only two days, she was picked up by Lu Zhengqian's private jet.
Qinglong Bay is still the same as before, only much quieter.
He Zhong was the first to return.
In the open-air air-conditioned room where Gan Tang heard about Mo Huaixing's accident, He Zhong was telling Lu Zhengqian about what had happened in Canglan. Gan Tang, having received the news, rushed in.
"Dad, what do you plan to do with Fourth Uncle?"
Lu Zhengqian whispered a reminder: "Tang'er, this is none of your business, get out!"
Gan Tang persisted: "Dad, you said you would give me an explanation!"
Lu Zhengqian was unsure whether to be pleased or worried about his daughter's increasingly flamboyant and domineering behavior. He sighed and said, "Your fourth uncle said he's willing to give that connection to Mo Huaixing. He'll definitely be happy with it. Let's leave it at that and don't mention it again."
"Dad, is this the explanation you were talking about?" Gan Tang said discontentedly, "He almost killed Mo Huaixing!"
Lu Zhengqian sternly reprimanded his daughter: "To prevent the brothers from falling into the hands of the police and suffering, your fourth uncle was acting in accordance with the gang rules and did not do anything wrong."
"Dad!" Gan Tang wiped away her tears, feeling wronged. "He deliberately let Mo Huaixing go back. He just wanted to kill him."
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