"Mingxuan, I knew you were a good kid. I will take good care of myself. I know it's not easy for you to be out there alone. Be careful. I'll be waiting for you to come back," Li Yunlong said with emotion.
"I know." Zhang Mingxuan nodded.
"Yes!! I will let my daughter Li Ruoshi stay with you. I hope she will be the most suitable wife for you!!" Li Yunlong said, looking at Li Ruoshi beside him with a kind expression on his face.
"Yes, thank you, father-in-law. Ruoshi is very beautiful, and I believe she will make a good daughter-in-law," Zhang Mingxuan said with a smile.
"By the way, Brother Zhang, I have a favor to ask of you," Li Yunlong said to Zhang Mingxuan.
"Go ahead," Zhang Mingxuan said with a smile.
"I've never married or had children in my life, so..." Li Yunlong stammered, "I want to ask you to take good care of Ruoshi for me. I... I'm sorry for her."
Upon hearing Li Yunlong's words, Zhang Mingxuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Li Yunlong actually wants to take care of his daughter himself? That's just too absurd.
Zhang Mingxuan could guarantee that Li Yunlong's daughter was far more outstanding than him.
However, Zhang Mingxuan readily agreed: "Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Ruoshi. But I have one request."
"Make any request you have. As long as it's not about marrying my daughter to you, I'll agree to anything," Li Yunlong said quickly.
"Hehe, well, I can't promise you anything for now, but if you ever need anything, remember to ask me for help. I'm Chinese, after all!" Zhang Mingxuan smiled.
"It's a deal, hahaha!!!" Li Yunlong laughed heartily, looking very pleased.
Zhang Mingxuan left the hospital and returned to the hotel.
Although he came to Tokyo on a mission, he still gained a lot from this trip.
Not only did they defeat Yamamoto Isoroku, but they also obtained a batch of weapons and three aircraft from Yamamoto Isoroku, making it a very fruitful endeavor.
As for the other two cars, Zhang Mingxuan did not take them back; he planned to keep them for himself.
After taking a shower, Zhang Mingxuan lay down on the bed and went to sleep.
For some reason, he couldn't fall asleep tonight.
Whenever I close my eyes, that familiar, beautiful face always appears in my mind.
"Damn woman, where did she go? She hasn't contacted me for so long."
"No, why should I think about her? I don't even know her, and besides, I'm nobody to her. Why should I think about a complete stranger?"
Zhang Mingxuan kept shaking his head, trying to expel the woman from his mind.
But the more you try to get rid of it, the stronger it becomes.
"Could I really be in love with her? No way! I must be drunk and hallucinating. How could I possibly fall in love with the murderer of my parents? This must be a hallucination!!!"
Zhang Mingxuan kept trying to comfort himself, but this self-deceptive method was just too foolish.
Instead of reducing his worries, it made him feel even more bored and depressed.
In the end, he chose to turn off the lights and go to sleep.
......
The next day.
The sun was shining brightly, the air was fresh, and a strong herbal scent filled the air.
A man in a black suit walked slowly into the hospital; he was Zhang Mingxuan.
He was accompanied by a man in a black suit carrying a combination lock suitcase containing some medicinal herbs, all of which were rare and valuable.
He picked this up from the streets of Tokyo last night.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang!!!"
Just as Zhang Mingxuan stepped into the hospital, he suddenly heard a crisp sound. Looking up, he saw a young woman of about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old with fair skin bowing to him.
Zhang Mingxuan frowned slightly and asked with suspicion, "Miss, I don't know you. May I ask what you need me for?"
The young woman wore a professional smile and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'm the injured woman you rescued on Tokyo Road. Don't you remember?"
"So it was you!!!" Upon hearing the young woman's words, Zhang Mingxuan suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was the same woman from last night.
"I remember your name is Lin Yuqing, right??"
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you still remember me!" Lin Yuqing said excitedly. She never expected to see Zhang Mingxuan again.
Zhang Mingxuan nodded and said calmly, "Thanks to your help last night, I owe you a favor. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"It's like this..." Lin Yuqing quickly recounted her father's illness.
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