He was very pleased with Wang Feifei's praise; Xu Neng was overjoyed inside, but he smiled gently and said:
"Then I'll cook for you every day from now on."
"Okay, let the chef take care of things here. You're so busy every day..."
Suddenly, his phone rang. Xu Neng glanced at it and saw it was Xia Xiaobao from the steel mill.
I was just about to talk to him about exchanging supplies when he called first.
"Feifei, take your time eating. I'll go out for a bit."
After saying that, Xu Neng left the room.
Lin Jieyu had already left with Xiao Gao, and Xu Neng answered the phone directly in the living room:
"What's up?"
"You might need to send a doctor from your area. You left a wounded soldier here last time. He was seriously injured and passed out twice. If you don't take care of him, he might not live much longer."
Unexpectedly, during the last trip to the steel mill, someone was left behind. Xu Neng thought that this was a good opportunity to negotiate the details of dispatching doctors and exchanging supplies.
"Are they our survivors? What's their name?"
"I don't know. I saw that he was seriously injured, but I didn't have time to ask his name."
"How can we prove that we are one of our people?"
"He was wearing your uniform and was wounded by an arrow."
Xu Neng frowned and quickly asked:
Where is the injury?
"I only glanced at him just now. He has a high fever now, and it feels like an arrow is stuck in his upper chest, and two other arrows are stuck in his thighs."
"Let me make it clear beforehand, this injury wasn't inflicted by us; the steel mill doesn't have such weapons."
"I suspect it was one of your own people who did the injury!"
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