Wang Hanmin's son, Wang Jianhao, is already fourteen years old. He looked at his father lying on the hospital bed, his body wrapped in bandages, clearly covered in injuries. Holding his father's hand, he couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes, and remained silent.
Seeing this scene, Li Zhiqun smiled and said, "Brother Hanmin, I have kept my promise and rescued your wife and son. It is a joyous occasion to see the family reunited!"
And I have more good news for you. I've put in a good word for you, and the new government has granted my request, appointing you as the Deputy Director of the Special Operations Headquarters and concurrently as the Director of the Second Bureau of the Police Department. From now on, we're all one family, working together for the new government.
Hearing Li Zhiqun's words, Wang Hanmin sighed softly, forced a smile, nodded slightly to Li Zhiqun, and said softly, "Thank you, Director. Don't worry, I will never let you down in my future work. I will hand over everything I know without reservation."
"Alright! I've been waiting for you to say that! Once Brother Hanmin's injuries have healed, you can take up your post immediately. Well, today is a day for your family reunion, so I won't disturb you any longer. Farewell!"
Wang Hanmin nodded in acknowledgment, and Li Zhiqun turned and left the room. When he walked into the living room, he looked up and saw Dr. Chen, the military doctor, sitting on the sofa.
Dr. Chen saw Li Zhiqun come out and quickly got up.
"director!"
Li Zhiqun nodded and asked, "How is the patient's injury recovering? How long do you estimate it will take to fully recover?"
Dr. Chen is a staff member of the medical room of the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters. This time, he was specially transferred by Li Zhiqun to take care of Wang Hanmin and is Wang Hanmin's private doctor.
"Reporting to the director, the patient is in good physical condition and recovering well. He has taken two doses of sulfamethoxazole and there are no signs of infection. The external injuries should heal in about twenty days, but the internal injuries will require slow recuperation and the time is uncertain."
At this point, Dr. Chen paused, patted the medical kit beside him, and continued, "Director, I've run out of spare medications here, and the patient is no longer in danger. We don't need to change the dressing every day anymore; it only needs to be changed every three days. What do you think…?"
Li Zhiqun immediately understood his meaning. Ever since Wang Hanmin was arrested, Dr. Chen had been staying in the apartment to monitor him at all times and hadn't been home yet. He smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Alright, thank you for your hard work. You can go home after you change the dressing today. You can come back to change the dressing for the patient—no, Deputy Director Wang—when it's time to change the dressing again!"
Upon hearing this, Dr. Chen was overjoyed. He had been locked up here for many days and couldn't even go home. Although his family knew this, they were still worried. Now that Li Zhiqun was willing to let him go back, he readily agreed and was eager to change Wang Hanmin's dressing.
Li Zhiqun frowned, reached out to stop him, and said, "There's a lot of crying going on inside. What are you going to do? Wait a while!"
"Yes, yes!"
Li Zhiqun gave the action captain in charge of security a few more instructions, telling him to be careful to protect Wang Hanmin's safety, before turning and leaving.
At eight o'clock that evening, Luo Xingchao was sitting in the inner room of a bookstore in downtown Shanghai, glancing at his watch from time to time, feeling somewhat uneasy.
He received an urgent notification from his liaison officer today, instructing him to go to the liaison point at 8 p.m. to await a summons from the Chongqing special envoy, who wanted to directly inquire about the situation.
This is unprecedented, and it is clear that the current situation in Shanghai has attracted great attention from the Chongqing headquarters.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside, the door was gently pushed open, and a man wearing a coat and a top hat stepped in, then turned around and closed the door tightly.
Luo Xingchao quickly stood up and stared intently at the man's figure. He saw the man turn around again and take off his top hat.
"Station chief? No, section chief!"
Luo Xingchao was suddenly jolted. He never expected that Ning Zhiheng would appear before him. The two had not seen each other since they met once at the beginning of last year. Luo Xingchao only knew that after the establishment of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Ning Zhiheng returned to headquarters and became the director of the Second Operations Division, and his superior became the Shanghai Intelligence Section. But he never expected to meet again today.
Because Yi Hua'an had been contacting Luo Xingchao through a single liaison officer, Luo Xingchao had no idea that all his actions had been directed by Ning Zhiheng.
Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly, reached out and shook hands with Luo Xingchao, and said softly, "Xingchao, it's been a long time. You're still as charming as ever!"
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