Chapter 189
When Mo Qixiu returned from training, he immediately noticed the missed calls on his phone and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Qi Xiu, the commander wants to see you." Yuan Zhen appeared at the door.
The leader's office.
"Commander."
"You must set off now; this mission cannot be accomplished without you."
"yes!"
"Return safely!"
A call came from country M.
"Miss Fu, how have you been?"
"Hello, Boss Ye, it's been a long time." Fu Le walked onto the balcony, fiddling with the sapling of the spirit fruit tree, his expression indifferent.
"Miss Fu, everything you requested is ready. When would you like to come and pick it up?"
“Great, I’ll come next month.”
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Tang Yibang Headquarters.
"When is she coming?" Seventh Master put down his teacup and asked calmly.
"Next month, but the timing is uncertain."
"Alvin will probably cause trouble again, so make sure he's safe." Given that Fu Le has established a promising business here after just one visit, and is so good at winning people over, and considering her past actions, she's destined for greatness. Therefore, they plan to lend a helping hand while she's still struggling.
"Fifth Master knows about her too, and he wants us to help her out," Ye Bin said respectfully.
Seventh Master nodded, frowning as he smoked. "She has a strong sense of patriotism. Her men have already saved quite a few international students. You should help them out too." Even someone like Alvin could be kidnapped without hesitation and suffer a loss, but this person, with her temperament, can still remain calm. Clearly, her methods are extraordinary. At the very least, she has the person under control for now, otherwise, something bad would have happened long ago.
"Yes. Their numbers have been increasing, and they all come from China. They are all veterans." Ye Bin was actually guessing that these people might have a red background, or that there might be some new arrangements in China, otherwise how could there be so many of them, all of them veterans?
Even this information was obtained by Fifth Master through many connections. She has too many capable people under her command, and I always feel that she is holding back some anger and preparing to make a big move.
Upon hearing this, Seventh Master waved his hand, and Ye Bin left.
As he walked to the door and looked up at the sky, there was something else he hadn't mentioned. It was said that Fu Le had a group of personal guards under his command, each with exceptional skills and unique abilities, all of them formidable.
Others find it extremely difficult to gain even one right-hand man, but she has dozens, even hundreds, of them, and their loyalty is exceptionally high.
domestic.
"Boss, Dean Qin wants to see you." Zhou Han's somewhat resentful voice came through the receiver. He was really going crazy from Dean Qin's pestering, and the military was also calling him every few days.
"You want us to lower the percentage?"
"No, they want our new products." So far, Minyan Pharmaceutical has developed 32 kinds of traditional Chinese medicines, all of which have significant effects and have received a good market response. Many well-known hospitals have called to ask for the medicines, but they have all been scared off by the price. Only Dean Qin's side is like a dog eyeing a bone, refusing to give up no matter what they offer.
"Then sign with them, keeping the standards the same."
"You really don't want to see him? There's also someone from another province... a military hospital, who's with him."
"I've given you my standards. You handle the rest. I don't have the energy to deal with them; it's exhausting." Fu Le always spoke casually to Zhou Han.
The tall man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his handsome face devoid of its usual coldness and aloofness. If his subordinates saw him like this, they would probably think they were seeing things.
"Okay, I understand, I will do it well."
After hanging up the phone, the man turned around, and it was Zhou Han.
The apartment he's currently living in was a year-end bonus awarded by Fu Le. He accepted it without a second thought, since he was already on the wrong path and there was no getting off.
Upon reaching the drunkard, he took out a bottle of unknown wine, and a jade cup appeared out of thin air in his palm. He poured a cup and downed it in one gulp.
After finishing his drink, Zhou Han put the bottle back in the cabinet, sat cross-legged in front of the French windows, and began his cultivation.
His wine is the purest monkey wine, and it takes a whole night to digest just one cup because it's so wasteful—that's what his heartless boss said.
The Wu family of Jiuzhou in Nanhe Province.
The woman, dressed in elegant and luxurious attire, had a bluish-purple complexion and lay weakly on the examination bed. "Old Wu, can my illness still be cured?"
The man had a ruddy complexion, a tuft of black beard on his chin, kind eyes and a healthy appearance. He was Mr. Wu, who was sixty years old, but looked no more than forty.
At this moment, he was silently feeling the woman's pulse. After a long while, he said, "I can't guarantee it, but I can try."
"Alright, thank you, Mr. Wu." The woman lowered her eyelashes; no one knew what she was thinking deep down.
The four men who accompanied the woman, who appeared to be bodyguards, stood outside smoking the whole time and didn't talk to the villagers watching.
"Whose big boss is this? He has such an imposing presence."
"That's how rich people are; they always have bodyguards when they go out..."
"You're making it sound so real, but how exactly does this woman know about Old Wu?"
"Who knows? It's normal for someone as skilled as Old Wu to be sought out for medical treatment from afar."
...
The surrounding discussions did not disturb Wu Yizhen's thoughts. He wrote down a prescription with smooth movements and asked, "Do you want to get your medicine from me, or do you want to take the prescription to get the medicine outside?"
"I'll stay here with you."
"Okay, that'll be 30 yuan in total. Please pay over there."
A young figure walked in; it was Wu Tao, Mr. Wu's son. "Hello, please pay here."
The woman got up and calmly went to pay the fee.
At this moment, none of the Wu family members knew that they would soon face a major disaster: being imprisoned without being convicted.
Capital Military Region.
"Commander, the latest batch of rations just arrived, and Regiment Commander Wu snatched half of them. We couldn't stop him even if we tried to stop him." Battalion Commander Lin of the 235th Regiment was so angry that his eyes turned red. Wu Laohei, that brute, had a bunch of brutes under his command. With the military rations to improve their physical fitness, they were even more capable of fighting. It really infuriated him. To make matters worse, their regimental commander was away on a mission when the supplies were distributed. He had nowhere to turn for help, so he went directly to his superiors, even if he was going to be criticized by the political commissar when he returned. The 111th Regiment had really gone too far.
The leader sighed, "Here we go again!"
Qin's regiment came once before, and now they're here again. Wu Laohei is really going against the 235th Regiment. He's given the 111th Regiment plenty of rations, always more than the other regiments, so Wu Laohei just keeps coming to snatch them.
"You only managed to grab half? Fine, I'll have logistics make up the rest. You managed to protect them this time. If you hadn't, you'd all be going to have extra training!"
"Yes, thank you, sir! What about Wu Dahei? Was he not punished?"
"Yes, we'll talk about it after this training exercise is over."
"Yes, sir!"
...
When Zou Zhiguo found Fu Le, his embarrassment and difficulty were almost palpable. Before Fu Le could even speak, he had already confessed, "Commander Wu knows about my dad's recovery. It wasn't me who told him, it was my mom. I didn't expect Commander Wu's mother to have my hometown's phone number; she accidentally let it slip. Commander Wu found me yesterday and knelt down right before me. I couldn't even run away, so I had to kneel back in return. I had no choice..."
Fu Le could imagine the scene and didn't make things difficult for Zou Zhiguo. "You bring it over for him, and write me a letter of commitment. Everything will be fine."
"Thank you!! Thank you, Fu Le." Zou Zhiguo almost cried with joy. He really hoped that Fu Le could start practicing medicine soon, so that he wouldn't have to hide it like this. But Fu Le was young, but very capable.
Zou Zhiguo reappeared that evening, bringing with him a dark-skinned, muscular man resembling a bear, Wu Laohei.
Wu Laohei, also known as Wu Bang, looks like Li Kui. He can stop children from crying at night. He looks mature, but he is not old. He is only 32 years old, but he can see that he is 40.
Wu Laohei was also surprised that the miracle doctor who saved Zou Zhiguo's father's life was so young, and a freshman in college at that.
Although shocked, he did not doubt the authenticity of the man's abilities. After all, Uncle Zou's real-life case was there for all to see, and the respect he showed to the doctor on the phone showed that he had great faith in the man.
Therefore, he had no reason to doubt the same illness.
"Dr. Fu, as long as you can save my father and allow him to eat properly in his old age, go for walks, and take strolls, please feel free to call me, Old Wu, if you need anything in the future. I will not hesitate to do so. Also, the cost is negotiable." Since Zou Zhiguo had already spoken with Fu Le, Old Wu got straight to the point.
"I heard that Wu Tuan's father is a veteran?"
"Yes, I've participated in 37 battles, big and small. I'm covered in wounds, and now I'm old and I've developed this disease. I'm suffering a lot in my old age."
"Then let's sign the commitment letter and put our fingerprints on it. We can send the person over tomorrow. I only have one week left before school starts."
"Okay, okay." Wu Laohei didn't expect it to go so smoothly. He quickly took the AZ paper that Fu Le had placed on the coffee table, glanced at the contents, and signed it without saying a word.
"Don't worry, I will never let anyone cause you trouble because of practicing medicine without a license, and I won't tell anyone either." He can do that with 100% certainty.
"That would be best." Even if she couldn't achieve that, she had a solution, though it would be a bit more troublesome.
The appearance of Wu Laohei's father, Wu Aiguo, shocked Fu Le for a moment. She knew this big shot from her previous life; he lived to be 85 and died of illness, but she never expected that he would have rheumatism, and that he was Wu Laohei's father.
The reason why we know so much about him is because his youngest son, Wu Beiyu, at the age of 35, developed a new generation of robots that shocked the world and played a huge role in promoting the country's development in the field of AI.
Unexpectedly, this bigwig himself holds a high position, and his children are all exceptionally talented. He has three sons and one daughter, all of whom are strong individuals. His other son is in the Air Force, and his daughter is a bigwig in the weapons field, responsible for weapons research and development.
"What? Dr. Fu knows me?" Wu Aiguo asked with a gentle smile.
"Commander, you are a hero," Fu Le said respectfully.
Wu Aiguo's face lit up with a smile again. He waved his hand and said, "I'm no hero. I'm still alive." The nostalgia and a hint of regret in his tone made Fu Le understand his thoughts.
"Don't worry, get some sleep. When you wake up, everything will gradually get better." Fu Le handed over a glass of honey water.
Wu Aiguo took it and drank it all in one gulp.
Wang Li ushered the man into the room to rest, while Fu Le, in the living room, said to Wu Laohei, "Dr. Fu, I'm entrusting my father to you. This is just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
Wu Laohei placed the cloth bag in his hand on the table, estimating that it contained about 50,000.
Fu Le returned the money. “Old Wu is a national hero. I owe my peaceful life to Old Wu’s contributions. I don’t intend to charge any fees. If you insist on receiving payment to feel at ease, then help my company, Shiweitian, to make some connections and secure a few orders for military rations.”
Wu Laohei, who was already feeling a bit guilty, was still thinking about how to get Fu Le to accept the money when he heard the words "Shi Wei Tian" and suddenly looked over, "What? Shi Wei Tian is yours?"
Fu Le's lips curved into a long, curved line. "Yes."
"You should have said so earlier! Besides military rations, do you produce any other food?" Wu Laohei genuinely liked the dry rations that were essential for survival. When he was too lazy to eat a proper meal, he would use dry rations all day long. The taste was truly exceptional.
Moreover, he doesn't have a wife yet, so no one cooks for him. Every time training ends, if he's delayed by something, there's nothing left in the canteen. He's too lazy to ask someone to bring him food, and he doesn't like reheated food.
"Energy bars, and this vegetable soup, try them." The vegetable soup is a new product from Shiweitian. It retains most of the nutrients from the vegetables and has been infused with beast blood, so its effect on improving the soldiers' physique is undeniable.
"Sure, no problem."
When Wu Laohei left Fu Le's side, he carried away a large pile of vegetable bags, claiming that he was going to help her find people to try the food and also help her get orders. But who knows what the truth was? For some reason, I felt that Wu Laohei was a foodie, and a picky one at that.
After seeing Wu Laohei off, Fu Le went into the guest room on the first floor, took the pulse of the old man who had fallen into a deep sleep, then took out five spiritual herbs, burned them into ashes with a swift fire, mixed them with water, and poured them into the old man's mouth.
The moment she stood up, the purplish-blue color on Wu Aiguo's face had already faded somewhat.
"He will take the medicine twice a day and won't wake up for three days. You are responsible for massaging his muscles and bones to promote blood circulation."
"Yes." Wang Li was already an expert and agreed readily.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Fu Le received a call from Wu Laohei: "100,000 portions each of seafood-flavored dry rations, energy bars, and vegetable packs. I'll order all the supplies for this training exercise from you."
They're all good stuff, and so cheap. Only a fool wouldn't take them. Although he didn't know why he felt like he had endless energy after eating them, the test reports were all there and there were no problems, which proved that they were safe.
Other food factories' dry rations are no match for Shiweitian's. If you compare them, you'd want to throw them to the winds. Ever since they started eating Shiweitian's compressed biscuits, that bunch of animals in their regiment have completely stopped touching any other brand of dry rations. They even call it "Goubuli" (meaning "dogs don't care about food"). This infuriates the logistics department, who keeps threatening to report it to the leaders.
Tsk... Their regiment has the most training missions and is the most tired. Of course, they also perform the best in carrying out missions. The commander didn't say anything, so I don't know what they're complaining about.
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