Chapter 133 Brothers, let's go!
When Lin Baozhu returned to the rented courtyard, Lin Sanlang was busily tidying it up. She quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Third Brother, the location has been decided. It's deep in the dense forest at the east end of town. My classmate and I have looked at it carefully. The place is overgrown with thorns and no one ever goes there normally, so it's perfect for the transaction."
“Alright! I’ll go and inform Qiu Sangbiao right away!” Lin Sanlang replied.
"No rush..."
Lin Baozhu stopped him and continued, "It's not too late for you to go find him after I get there."
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"Third Brother, you go ahead with your work. I'm going back to my room for a nap," Lin Baozhu said, yawning. She had been up all night, only managing to stay awake thanks to the spiritual spring water. Now she desperately needed a good night's sleep to be well-rested for the important matters that night.
Meanwhile, in the town's courtyard, Qin Haifeng and his fellow soldiers, exhausted, returned empty-handed once again.
They searched every available space all night, but Professor Qiu's whereabouts were nowhere to be found, like a clay ox sinking into the sea!
"I deserve to die...!" The young soldier responsible for protecting Professor Qiu slammed his fist into the ground, blood instantly seeping from his knuckles. His bloodshot eyes were filled with pain and self-blame. The others were also ashen-faced, a heavy sense of defeat permeating the silent air.
A night has passed, and the person still hasn't been found. Could it be... that the enemy has already quietly moved them? The town's narrow roads are interconnected, making it incredibly easy to move someone away silently.
Just as everyone was feeling dejected, the tightly closed door creaked open. Wei Mingrui [the leader] strode in, a relieved smile on his face!
"Alright, alright, what are you all looking so dejected about! Professor Qiu is alright!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked up abruptly, stunned for a moment, and then their eyes suddenly burst with unbelievable ecstasy!
"Commander, you said... Professor..." The young soldier's voice trembled, choked with tears, as he urgently asked, "Where did he go yesterday? We've sent so many people out but we still can't find him..."
Wei Mingrui waved his hand: "We'll discuss the details later. Haifeng, stay here. Everyone else, return to your barracks and rest immediately! That's an order!"
The heavy weight that had been pressing on the soldiers' hearts for a day and a night was finally lifted. Their tense nerves relaxed, and an overwhelming sense of exhaustion immediately washed over them. The soldiers saluted silently and filed out with heavy steps.
Only Wei Mingrui and Qin Haifeng remained in the room. Wei Mingrui's smile vanished, and his sharp gaze pierced Qin Haifeng: "Haifeng, the hospital director spoke to me today about Professor Qiu's condition..."
As Wei Mingrui spoke in a low voice, Qin Haifeng's expression grew increasingly grave. The information his commander implied alarmed him—Professor Qiu's injuries last night were likely far more serious than anticipated; otherwise, Baozhu wouldn't have risked using the super blood-replenishing pill!
Wei Mingrui stared intently into Qin Haifeng's eyes: "Haifeng, tell me the truth, was Professor Qiu's survival this time... related to Comrade Lin Baozhu?"
His voice was even lower, carrying an undeniable air of inquiry.
"A person who has lost more than 45% of their blood will inevitably suffer internal organ damage, even if they survive. But what about Professor Qiu? After the dean examined him, he said his internal organs were intact, he was full of energy, and he seemed completely unaffected! The dean even said that this wasn't the first time..."
Wei Mingrui's eyes grew increasingly deep: "He said that Lin Dadan from Da Geba Village was almost turned into a dried-up corpse after being drained of blood by spies, but he miraculously recovered after being sent to the hospital. Now there's Professor Qiu... The only thing in common is that Comrade Lin Baozhu was present! Is this just a coincidence?"
If Lin Baozhu truly possesses such a miraculous medicine, it would be a great blessing for the people of China!
Qin Haifeng's heart tightened upon hearing this, but his expression remained calm as he explained firmly, "Commander, the hospital investigated Lin Dadan's situation thoroughly. His grandmother personally confirmed that he had saved a wandering Taoist priest in his younger days and received a life-saving pill as a gift. As for Professor Qiu..."
He paused, then said firmly, "There are people in this world with special physical conditions. I've even seen a comrade whose heart is on the right side. Professor Qiu was able to pull through this time, perhaps because his physical condition is different from ordinary people, and he received timely treatment... which is why his life wasn't in danger."
He has already handed over the medicine, and the old chief has already given it to a trusted person to test. For Baozhu's safety, the fewer people who know about the super blood-replenishing pill, the better.
That's why he didn't tell Wei Mingrui the truth.
Wei Mingrui stared at Qin Haifeng for a few seconds, his eyes filled with complex emotions, before finally nodding slowly. He didn't press further and simply waved his hand, saying, "Alright, I understand. You can go and rest now."
Qin Haifeng felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately saluted, "Yes!" He turned and strode out of the room, but a barely perceptible tension was visible on his back.
After Qin Haifeng left, only Wei Mingrui remained in the office. He sat silently in his chair, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the table, making a dull "tap-tap" sound.
Thoughts raced through his mind. Qin Haifeng's denial hadn't dispelled his doubts—was Professor Qiu's miraculous survival truly unrelated to Lin Baozhu? He had to get to the bottom of this. If Professor Qiu had indeed taken some kind of drug, he would beg for it if he had to, and then study it…
Even if war breaks out in the future, there is no need to worry about soldiers dying from severe blood loss due to injuries.
*
Midnight, all was quiet. Lin Baozhu, dressed in neat black clothes, leaned against a tree, munching on chicken jerky. In the open space in front of her, more than twenty large baskets were prominently displayed—all of which she had woven herself from resilient rattan.
Suddenly, a beam of light from a swaying flashlight pierced the darkness, followed by the rustling sound of footsteps on withered branches and leaves, and Qiu Sangbiao's deliberately lowered voice: "Sanlang, are you sure this is the place? There are thorns everywhere. If these precious clothes get damaged, who will be responsible?"
Lin Sanlang's voice was steady: "Brother Biao, don't worry, they have their reasons for choosing this place. Things are tense lately, and this place is full of thorns and tall trees, so even if the red armbands come, they can't get in. It's also convenient for us to escape."
Upon hearing the sound, Lin Baozhu raised her hand and waved her flashlight in the direction they had come from.
“There it is!” someone whispered.
Qiu Sangbiao led more than twenty capable men, trudging along the path. When they saw nearly thirty giant baskets neatly stacked on a clearing that had been cleared of thorns, even the well-traveled Qiu Sangbiao couldn't help but twitch.
"Is it all here?" Qiu Sangbiao lowered his voice even further.
Lin Baozhu nodded, took out a piece of paper from her small bag and handed it over: "List. Twenty extra eggs were given. The sizes of the clothes and shoes are all marked on this. Check it carefully. Let me make this clear beforehand: once the goods are out of your possession, there will be no returns or exchanges unless there is a quality issue."
One of Qiu Sangbiao's men understood and immediately pulled a dress from deep within his basket. Shining a flashlight on the fabric, he carefully examined the stitching. After just one glance, his face showed undisguised astonishment, and he whispered a few words in Qiu Sangbiao's ear. "This material, this workmanship—it's absolutely a rare find on the market!"
A glint flashed in Qiu Sangbiao's eyes, and a genuine smile finally appeared on his face: "Comrade Lin Die is straightforward and honest, so there's no need for the inventory. I trust her!" He waved his hand, "Brothers, let's go!"
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