Yu Yao recognized the voice: "It sounds like Company Commander Song's voice."
“It’s him, I’ll go check.”
Lu Ze got up to open the door. When he opened it, he saw that Song Yiming had a wound on his forehead and bloodstains on his military uniform.
"What happened?"
Song Yiming, panting heavily, said, "We encountered an ambush on our way back to Professor Cui. Dr. Mo wanted to treat Professor Cui, but Professor Cui wouldn't let go of the safe. I had no choice but to come to the commander."
Lu Ze's expression was serious: "Wait here for me, I'll be right out."
He strode into the room. "Something has happened, and I have to get there right away."
Grandpa Lu said, "Military matters are of utmost importance. Don't worry about Yu Yao. It's a rare opportunity for her to come all this way. Let her stay for a couple more days. I'll arrange for someone to take her there."
Lu Guojian handed him the keys to the jeep.
Yu Yao glanced at Song Yiming unintentionally, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes. Looking at Lu Ze who was about to leave, she said, "Lu Ze, be careful."
Lu Ze gave her a deep look, nodded, and walked outside.
After Lu Ze left, Hu Lingyu invited everyone to continue eating.
After dinner, Lu Guojian went to his study to draft the statement severing ties and handed it to Lu Yuanhao, saying, "Publish it as soon as possible."
Knowing the gravity of the matter, Lu Yuanhao dared not delay and immediately left with the letter.
*
Lu Ze and Song Yiming left the compound and headed to the hospital where Professor Cui was.
Along the way, Lu Ze inquired about Professor Cui's injuries and the ambush, and also asked about Qi Feng's situation.
"How is Commander Qi's injury?"
Song Yiming: "He took a bullet for Professor Cui. The bullet has been removed. He's alright, but he's still unconscious."
Lu Ze nodded to indicate that he understood. When they were almost at the hospital, something occurred to him, and he casually asked, "How did you know I was in Guangcheng?"
While driving, Song Yiming said, "It was Dr. Mo who told me. She heard from Commander Qi that you were going to take your sister-in-law back to the Lu family's old house for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Commander Qi is injured and unconscious, and Professor Cui doesn't trust anyone else. If she hadn't reminded me to find the commander, I really wouldn't know what to do."
Upon hearing this, Lu Ze's eyes darkened, and he continued, "Where did you meet Dr. Mo?"
"At the hospital, Guangdong Province invited doctors from the Capital Hospital to give lectures, and Dr. Mo was sent by the military hospital to learn."
Lu Ze lowered his head in thought, tapping his finger on his knee.
"Commander, is there a problem?" Song Yiming asked belatedly.
Lu Ze remained calm: "It's nothing. We've arrived. Get out of the car and lead the way."
"good."
Song Yiming parked the car outside the hospital and led Lu Ze to Professor Cui's ward.
The ward.
Cui Zhizhou lay on the hospital bed covered in blood. The assailant had shot him in the abdomen, and the blood stained his Zhongshan suit.
Mo Ruqing stood beside him, gently advising, "Uncle Cui, your health can't be delayed any longer. You have to put the box down first before I can help you with your treatment. Can you give me the box?"
After saying that, Mo Ruqing reached for the safe.
Cui Zhizhou hugged the safe tightly to his chest, refusing to let anyone touch it.
Excessive blood loss caused him to become somewhat disoriented.
He bit his lip until it bled, but still held the safe tightly.
The nurse was sweating profusely with anxiety. "Dr. Mo, what should we do? He'll die if this continues."
Mo Ruqing sighed, looking at Cui Zhizhou who refused to let anyone get close, and could only try again.
"Uncle Cui, look at me, it's me, it's Ruqing. Can you give me the safe, or give it to the soldier with you, and I'll treat you first, okay?"
It's unclear whether Cui Zhizhou heard her or not; he still held onto the safe tightly, and anyone who tried to steal it would face his fierce resistance.
In order not to aggravate his injuries, Mo Ruqing and the soldiers accompanying her dared not move.
Just then, Song Yiming's voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Commander Lu is here!"
As the words fell, Lu Ze's tall and aloof figure appeared in the ward.
Seeing Lu Ze gave the accompanying soldiers a sense of security, and their tense nerves could finally relax.
Mo Ruqing walked towards Lu Ze, her face anxious: "Lu Ze, you're here. Quick, persuade Uncle Cui, his injury really can't be delayed."
Lu Ze approached the hospital bed, bent down, and said in a deep voice, "Professor Cui? It's me, Lu Ze. Can you hear me?"
“Lu Ze? Commander Lu?” Cui Zhizhou slowly raised his head, his gaze focusing on Lu Ze’s face.
Lu Ze looked at him, "Yes, it's me!"
After confirming it was Lu Ze, Cui Zhizhou lowered his guard and handed him the safe he was carrying, saying, "Commander Lu, the blueprints are yours."
Lu Ze solemnly accepted the safe and assured Cui Zhizhou, "Professor Cui, rest assured about your treatment. I will hand it over intact to the comrades in the military region."
Before Cui Zhizhou could even nod, he fainted.
The doctors and nurses were in a flurry of activity as they rushed him into the operating room.
The Lu family's old residence.
Hu Lingyu carried a quilt and led Yu Yao to the leftmost bedroom on the second floor: "This is Lu Ze's room. Here's the key. You can stay here when you come home from now on. I've already aired the quilt. It might get cooler tonight, so remember to cover your chest and stomach when you sleep, so you don't catch a cold."
Yu Yao nodded and took the blanket.
Hu Lingyu had other things to do, so she dropped the person off and went downstairs.
Yu Yao opened the door and turned on the light.
The dim, warm light illuminated the entire room, adding a touch of warmth to the otherwise cold space.
The room was large, with a Chinese-style mahogany table on the left, which served as Lu Ze's desk.
The bookshelf behind the desk is filled with models of various firearms, ships, and tanks, as well as many books about military vessels.
On the right is a simple yet elegant solid wood wardrobe and a wooden bed.
Lu Ze's room is very similar to his personality, exuding a serious and aloof atmosphere.
It's easy to tell, you definitely won't go the wrong way.
Everything in the room, from the bed and wardrobe to a pen on the desk, was neatly arranged and spotless, as if measured with a ruler.
Yu Yao walked to the desk, saw a photo frame, picked it up and looked at it.
Upon seeing the photos inside, she smiled.
Lu Ze in the photo is about seven or eight years old, and he is already taller than his peers.
He was wearing a modified military uniform, his thin lips slightly pursed, his expression serious, as if he were facing not a photographer, but an enemy.
She noticed today that Lu Ze doesn't seem to smile much when taking photos.
So this is how he was from a young age. His serious and upright appearance is a perfect magnification; if he were in later generations, he would definitely be a cold and handsome iceberg.
Knock knock, the door was being knocked on.
Yu Yao put down the photo, turned around and went to open the door. It was her sister-in-law, Xiao Hong.
"Sister-in-law, come in and sit down."
Xiao Hong glanced at the room, which had remained unchanged for almost a decade, and smiled at Yu Yao, saying, "I won't go in. Lu Ze called earlier and said you wanted to apply for a job at Haixing Food Factory, so he asked me to find some relevant books for you. See if these are of any use?"
Yu Yao took the books and looked at them; they were all related to food production.
Flipping to the last few books, I found they all contained unfamiliar characters; they were foreign books.
At that time, weren't foreign books considered poisonous weeds and forbidden to be read?
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