Feng Ruchuan had just been discharged from the hospital, and she said she also wanted to come to Su Xiaocai to thank her.
Yang Zhao wanted to refuse, but then he thought that women might have more topics to talk about, which might indirectly bring them closer.
Seeing Su Xiaocai, Feng Ruchuan lowered his head and looked at his feet, his loose hair draped over his shoulders, revealing a sense of resentment.
"Sister, brother, who are you looking for?" Hu Ping ran back, and Wu Feiyang behind him was patting the dirt off his body. He was defeated miserably and was shameless enough, so he was covered in dirt.
"I'm here to see your coach Su." Yang Zhao smiled gently.
Majors Chen and Liu, who were protecting Su Xiaocai, came out from the corner, while other intelligence personnel hid in the dark, staring at Yang Zhao and Feng Ruchuan.
Xing Miao straightened up, took a step forward, and stood in front of Su Xiaocai.
"What do you want from Caicai?"
Yang Zhao's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly calmed down. "I'm here to deliver the report. As for Miss Feng, she might be here to thank you."
"I'm not here to say thank you, I'm here to claim compensation."
Yang Zhao was surprised. Claim? Did he hear it right?
Su Xiaocai lazily said, "Tell me, what excuse are you going to use to blackmail me?"
"I want compensation." Feng Ruchuan had just finished speaking when she sobbed, "Aren't you ashamed? You're the one who made me like this. I've become like this, and why are you still talking and laughing here?"
The vegetable farmers believed in Su Xiaocai. Hu Ping said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What does your feet have to do with our vegetables?"
"Are you hiding behind these people, afraid to speak? You're responsible for my leg being like this. If you didn't need help going underground, we wouldn't have gone there. If you hadn't cracked the system, you wouldn't have triggered other people's traps. You're the source of everything."
After Feng Ruchuan said this, it seemed that the responsibility really lay with Su Xiaocai. If someone listened carefully, they would stand on her side out of pity for Feng Ruchuan.
Anyone with a soft heart will blame themselves for getting others into trouble.
Yang Zhao realized that bringing her here was a mistake and quickly tried to make amends: "Ms. Feng, I was there too. You can't blame all your misfortunes on Miss Su just because you got into trouble."
"I've become like this, why do you still help the Su guy? Yang Zhao, I'm your senior sister. I'm lame, what should I do with the rest of my life? My feet, no matter how much you touch them, they're empty and don't exist anymore." Feng Ruchuan was in tears. She didn't know where to vent her dissatisfaction, so she could only blame Su Xiaocai for all her dissatisfaction to relieve the burden in her heart.
If she doesn't throw these negative energies onto others, she doesn't know how to resolve the accumulated complaints.
Yang Zhao glanced at her feet. It wasn't entirely her fault that she wanted security for her future life.
"I can pay for you to get a prosthetic limb, Miss Feng. The military has recently released a very advanced mechanical limb that's indistinguishable from a normal leg. It'll be available soon..."
"I want my feet. If you can't do it, don't make promises easily." Feng Ruchuan likes Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao comes from a good family, has a gentle personality, and is handsome. It's very comfortable to get along with him.
But after she lost one leg, she saw through Yang Zhao and realized that he didn't like her.
If a man doesn't like you, it means he won't be willing to do anything for you, even his kindness seems so stiff.
Yang Zhao looked at Su Xiaocai and said, "Miss Su, it seems that we can't stay for long. She is not in a good mental state. I will give you the report and let her go first."
Su Xiaocai shrugged. She didn't plan to keep him.
Others may feel guilty and take some of the blame on themselves, but Su Xiaocai won’t.
"I don't understand. I wasn't the one who did the bad thing, and you can't find anyone to blame, so you blame me, the one who saved you. You're bullying the weak and fearing the strong. How hypocritical." Su Xiaocai added, "Also, whoever discovered the underground lab would have dispatched you there. If you want to blame the bad guys, the source is all me. Should I blame myself for being too powerful and making them wary? That's irrational. What era is this? And you're still telling me about victim blaming?"
Su Xiaocai held her chin in her hand. "You insist on asking me for compensation. Do you want me to sue you for blackmail?"
Feng Ruchuan pulled down his lip and said seriously, "I understand what you mean. If you don't compensate me, I can't do anything to you, but the more than ten comrades in the appraisal department will never be here to assist you in anything again. You are a plague god, causing casualties wherever you go."
Su Xiaocai thought her last name, Feng, was quite funny, but she held back her laughter, lest she ask for compensation for damaging her reputation.
"I want to go to the basement again to see if there is any remaining information. Can you arrange someone to help me?" Su Xiaocai pretended to need help and sent a message to Colonel Yuan.
Colonel Yuan: "Okay, we will make arrangements."
"But Ms. Feng Ruchuan said she's representing her colleagues in the Identification Department and can no longer assist me. Is that true?"
The voice was on loudspeaker, and Colonel Yuan could pick up subtle noises. He immediately guessed Su Xiaocai's intention, "The identification department personnel coming to Blue Star are not just volunteers in this field, there are also people from the formal system. How many do you need? We can select a few to come to the scene and meet you when you need them."
Su Xiaocai raised her eyebrows and said, "No hurry, just ask first."
After that, Su Xiaocai hung up the phone. It was obvious that there were more people in the identification department than just those on Lan Xing.
Those in the system are much more professional than Feng Ruchuan. At least they have received escape training and will not hold back the soldiers in times of danger.
One of her Blue Star colleagues also died in the trap in the basement, without even a bone left.
Should Feng Ruchuan then blame herself for not providing assistance to her Blue Star colleagues, which led to the death?
Feng Ruchuan was like a mentally ill patient complaining without any reason, and he could understand her sadness caused by the amputation.
But taking your anger out on others, trying to divert hatred, and labeling others as the source of trouble is a sign of problematic thinking.
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