The identity of the Special Service Division is a double-edged sword. While giving Du Weiguo rights and protection, it also pushed him into an abyss from which he would never return.
Where to go, Du Weiguo's heart was in a mess.
One thing is certain, the revenge for hurting Yang Caiyu must be avenged. There is no need to consider this matter at all. No matter who he is or where he is, he must die.
The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it will die; the phoenix has a weak neck, and those who offend will die!
But how to avenge this revenge must be considered in the long term. You must not act recklessly. If you don't deal with it well, you will really die.
This is no joke, it is already the end of 1965, the New Year is just a few days away, and a turbulent era is coming.
At this juncture, even if Du Weiguo is burning with anger and his heart is cut by a knife, he must calm down and face it cautiously.
If he were just a person, he would definitely have no taboos and be free to go anywhere in the world, but he was not.
Once he violates the bottom line, the people around him and those close to him will probably be implicated and suffer disaster, and life will be worse than death.
And the most critical point is that for Du Weiguo, the top priority right now is not revenge at all, but to find a way to save Yang Caiyu.
Yang Caiyu's current clinical manifestations are symptoms of a vegetative state, but this is only a preliminary diagnosis given by Western medicine, according to the family.
Even if we don’t mention other experts, let alone the profound Chinese quintessence of Chinese medicine, there are still supernatural abilities in this world, and Du Weiguo has experienced them personally.
Since someone can use superpowers to turn Yang Caiyu into an unconscious vegetative state, then someone must have a way to restore Caiyu.
For this reason, Du Weiguo can go to the Nine Heavens and the Underworld at any cost.
As for revenge, I'm afraid this matter has to be put in the back row. From Hu Fei's attitude of sending people to watch him, it is not difficult to see that it is definitely not possible to touch Wu Qihua for the time being.
At the same time, Hu Fei also conveyed a very subtle message to Du Weiguo. Don't act rashly. Someone is watching this matter.
The chess player behind the scenes, with his hands and eyes reaching to the sky, his dark and deep eyes were closely watching Du Weiguo's every move.
"Sure enough, he is as scheming as a sea of minds, and he has no plans left!" Du Weiguo said softly to himself.
"Bang bang bang!"
A sudden knock on the door interrupted Du Weiguo's thinking. Because of the cotton curtain, the sound seemed a bit dull.
It’s true that the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop!
Du Weiguo frowned slightly. He really just wanted to be quiet now and didn't want to see anyone, but he couldn't pretend to be dead.
He sighed helplessly, crushed the cigarette butt in his hand, threw it into the ashtray, stood up and opened the door.
Outside the door, Guo Fu and Tang Ahong were standing. Guo Fu was lifting the cotton door curtain, and Tang Ahong was holding a steaming enamel bowl in her hand.
Seeing Du Weiguo opening the door, Tang Ahong had a flattering expression on her face:
"Head, we made pimple soup and brought you a bowl. You haven't eaten for several days. Take a bite while it's hot, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."
As Tang Ahong spoke, she secretly looked at Du Weiguo's eyes, cautiously, as if she was afraid that he would refuse.
Du Weiguo's heart warmed, and he reached out to take the large enamel bowl. He saw the two of them standing at the door eagerly, with no intention of leaving at all.
Du Weiguo sighed secretly and said:
"You guys are interested. It's cold outside. Come in and sit for a while."
Upon hearing this, the two women, Tang Ahong and Guo Fu, immediately looked at each other quietly, and their eyebrows were filled with joy.
Du Weiguo's current state made them extremely worried. Guo Fu, who was still in her prime, actually had the mentality of an old mother.
Too much to worry about.
"Oh my God! Boss, why didn't you light a fire? Your room is as cold as an ice cellar. How can you withstand such a freezing weather?"
As soon as she entered the room, Tang Ahong shouted loudly. Guo Fu's eyes instantly turned red and she complained in a low voice:
"Sister Hong, don't say anything about death or death, it's bad luck!"
"Oh, oh, it was a slip of the tongue. Oh, boss, your room is really too cold. We have to light up the fire quickly~"
Tang Ahong was still arguing endlessly. At this time, Guo Fu had turned around silently and went to the kitchen to find something to make a fire.
Actions speak for themselves.
Tang Ahong had only a hint of love for Du Weiguo, but more of admiration and respect, which was completely different from Guo Fu.
This little girl has an extreme and stubborn personality. She has already sunk in, and she has sunk deeply. In her heart, she can only pretend to be one person now.
"Guo Fu, let Gou Sheng Bart come over to do the work of lighting the fire!"
Du Weiguo took a big bowl to the kitchen and got a pair of kuaizi. He saw Guo Fu squatting on the ground cleaning the stove and said softly.
Guo Fu squatted on the ground, with her back to Du Weiguo, her voice was muffled, she must have been crying:
"No, they are too sloppy in their work. It's just this little work, I don't need them. I can do it alone."
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"Okay, let's boil some water and make you a cup of tea later."
"Well, okay, I understand. There is dust on your head. You should get out quickly~"
Guo Fu's voice was choked with sobs, and Du Weiguo knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he didn't bother to say anything else, wasting his breath in vain.
He left the kitchen with the big bowl and sat at the dining table to eat.
The pimple soup is stewed with pork, cabbage and green onions. It is rich in oil and salt. There are two beautiful poached eggs on top, sprinkled with sesame oil and mature vinegar.
It smells very fragrant, and the presentation is exquisite. It's Guo Fu's handiwork at first glance. Being able to cook such delicacies in the middle of winter is already the limit.
Du Weiguo had not eaten for two days. At this moment, he was so excited by the fragrance that his mouth and tongue suddenly became wet and his stomach hurt.
He was indeed very hungry, and he wolfed it into his mouth. The food was extremely sweet. Tang Ahong said distressedly:
"Sir, please eat slowly. You haven't eaten for several days. Your stomach can't stand it if you eat so fast."
Du Weiguo's mouth was full, and while he was swallowing, he slurred and muttered:
"Well, it's okay. My body is pretty skinny. Ah Hong, the cooking is good and it's delicious."
Tang Ahong was a little embarrassed and said softly:
"Guo Fu made it all. I don't know how to cook. I, I will help with the cooking. Is it enough to eat? If not, we will cook it again!"
Du Weiguo had already swallowed the pimple soup in his mouth and replied with his free mouth:
"That's enough, that's enough. Such a big bowl of pimple soup weighs one pound. I've been hungry for a long time and it's not good to eat too much at once.
By the way, Ah Hong, you are now old enough and have to think about getting married. It is also time to learn how to cook, otherwise your husband's family will laugh at you. "
Upon hearing this, Tang Ahong immediately blushed and smacked her lips in embarrassment. She didn't know what to say. She stood up silently and prepared to help Guo Fu with her work.
But before she could go over, Guo Fu was already done.
Guo Fu worked extremely quickly. In a short time, she had lit the stove. The fire wall began to heat up, adding a touch of warmth to the room.
Guo Fu put another pot of water on the stove, clapped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, but Du Weiguo was faster than her.
In such a short time, I had already eaten up a large bowl of pimple soup weighing 1 kilogram.
He was not eating at all, but pouring it directly into his throat. Putting down his rice bowl, Du Weiguo lit a cigarette. When he saw Guo Fu coming out, he praised:
"It tastes very good, Guo Fu, your cooking skills have improved."
Guo Fu slowly sat next to him, lowered her head, her eyes were red, and her voice was still muffled:
"As long as you like to eat, I asked Gou Sheng to buy a chicken from the market and stew it for you at noon to replenish your body."
Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said in a low tone:
"No, I'm going out in a while to the hospital to look at the jade collection. You can keep it to eat."
As soon as Guo Fu heard the name Yang Caiyu, her expression suddenly became visibly gloomy. Tang Ahong picked up the topic with a wink:
"Boss, don't be too anxious. I heard from Lao Lei that Director Hu has already invited the Tang expert from Shanghai.
We will also consult with the best brain doctor in Sijiu City. I believe that Caiyu will be able to wake up. "
"Um."
Du Weiguo forced a smile on his face, but felt sad in his heart.
Expert Tang from Shanghai? I have dealt with him in Shanghai before. He is a top brain expert, nicknamed Tang Yidao.
But even he is probably unable to cope with the situation of jade mining. The Yama team was attacked before, and two brothers are still lying on the hospital bed in Shanghai without waking up.
Yang Caiyu's current situation is not a medical problem at all. To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must rely on supernatural power to have any hope.
After chatting for a few more words, Du Weiguo put out his cigarette butt, stood up, and issued an order to expel guests:
"Okay, I'm getting ready to go out. You should go back quickly. We have five holidays recently. You guys should rest at home for two days and don't cause trouble."
Tang Ahong also stood up: "Oh, head, then you should pay more attention to your health."
Guo Fu, however, sat firmly and said in a faint voice:
"You go first, and I will help you clean up the house. There is a layer of floating ash in the house. There has been no fire in the house for many days, and the walls have already returned to frost. They need to be burned through."
At this moment, Guo Fu looked like a hostess, and Du Weiguo's face was a little gloomy, somewhat angry.
Fortunately, Tang Ahong was so blessed that she had already reacted and quickly smoothed things over:
"Yes, yes, Chief, please go first. Guo Fu and I will help clean up."
At this moment, Du Weiguo was irritable and did not want to continue chatting with Guo Fu. He silently returned to the bedroom, changed into thick clothes, simply packed a bag and went out.
As soon as Du Weiguo went out, he saw Lao Lei, Gou Sheng, Bart, Bai Yin, and Han Wen all running out of Lao Lei's house.
Even several big dogs came to him like sharp arrows, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, extremely enthusiastic.
"Head, head, are you okay? What are you doing with your bag, head~"
Everyone had anxious and worried expressions on their faces. Du Weiguo's chest was churning. He waved his hand towards them and touched Sai Hu's big head.
Suppressing his emotions, he said in the calmest tone possible:
"It's okay. I'm going to the hospital to take care of Caiyu now. You guys can rest at home for a few days and wait for Hu Si's notification for follow-up work. Lao Lei, please worry more about the recent affairs at home."
"good!"
Although Lao Lei's eyes were full of worry and he held a thousand words in his heart, he could only answer this.
"By the way, Hanwen, come here and I'll tell you something."
Du Weiguo called Hanwen to him and whispered a few words quietly. Hanwen nodded calmly and said in a solemn tone:
"I understand, boss, don't worry, it will be done."
"Hmm~"
Du Weiguo patted Hanwen's shoulder, did not say anything more, and waved towards Lao Lei, Bart, and Bai Yin:
"Okay, I'm going to the hospital first. It's cold outside, so hurry in."
After Du Weiguo finished speaking, he strode towards the Moon Gate.
As soon as they went out, they saw two young comrades wearing military coats and cotton hats, standing straight outside the door without squinting.
On such a cold day, their faces were all red from the cold, and there was a thick layer of white frost on the brims of their hats and eyebrows.
Du Weiguo didn't know them, but it was obvious that they knew Du Weiguo and respected him very much.
As soon as they saw Du Weiguo coming out, the two young comrades were filled with excitement and bright eyes. They immediately took off their gloves, saluted solemnly, and said in a loud voice: "Hello, Chief!"
Everyone has a steelyard in their heart. These two young comrades are both subordinates of Lao Guo. They have cooperated with Du Weiguo several times on the periphery and have seen each other from a distance.
These young people all have great respect for the famous King Du Yan who has great military exploits and privately regard him as their idol.
Moreover, the order they received was to protect Du Weiguo, not to monitor and imprison him. Therefore, when the two young comrades saw their idol, they were naturally extremely excited.
Du Weiguo sighed secretly in his heart and said in a calm tone:
"Two comrades, I am going to the hospital to take care of my wife right away, and then I will stay in the hospital. I won't be coming back in the near future. It's so cold, so you should all leave."
The two young comrades suddenly looked embarrassed. It was obvious that they did not dare or could not decide on this matter. Du Weiguo frowned helplessly and shook his head, not wanting to continue to embarrass them.
"Okay, then I'll register and report, and then you can report the situation quickly."
The two young comrades suddenly felt as if they had been granted amnesty and nodded quickly. One of them took out the registration book from his bag, and then took out the still warm pen from his arms and whispered:
"Thank you very much, Director Du."
Du Weiguo's jeep was parked at the entrance of the courtyard. It had been covered with a thick layer of ash and snow because it had not been driven for too long.
Just as Du Weiguo was about to open the car door, he heard a car horn: "Beep!"
A black Volga sedan drove over from the end of Hat Alley and slowly stopped in front of him.
Hu Fei's secretary, Comrade Wu Zemin, quickly opened the door and stepped out of the cab with a polite tone:
"Du Chu, where are you going? I'll take you there."
Seeing Wu Zemin, Du Weiguo suddenly frowned, his eyes narrowed, and his heart was a little churning.
The little girl Guo Fu was really right. Du Weiguo was really under house arrest, with extremely high standards and freedom of movement, but he was followed 24 hours a day.
"Du Chu, please get in the car quickly. I have been driving for 15 years, and we are familiar with the roads in Sijiu City. No matter where you want to go, I guarantee it will be fast and stable."
Wu Zemin's face was full of joy, his tone was cordial, and his posture was very low. You should know that Secretary Wu is also a cadre at the deputy director level.
Moreover, he is a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, and he is also Hu Fei's confidant. He is so condescending to work as a full-time driver for Du Weiguo, which is definitely a good deal in terms of appearance.
Besides, without reaching out to hit the smiling man, Du Weiguo gave a helpless smile and sighed in his heart, what a great battle, good guy.
After getting in the car, Du Weiguo teased in a teasing tone:
"Secretary Wu, you actually got killed in person. Look at me, are you overqualified?"
Wu Zemin started the car and smiled faintly:
"Seriously, it is my honor to be able to drive and serve you, Du Yanwang. Du Chu, you are an unparalleled hero, and I admire you immensely."
"ha!"
Du Weiguo was immediately amused by him. Look, look at Secretary Wu's speaking skills. Even if Hu Fei, an old thief, can't catch up, he can't catch up.
He can do nothing but blow his beard and stare, otherwise he is just like a low-spirited person who jumps over the wall in a hurry.
"Secretary Wu, you are just flattering me, but thank you for bothering you so much."
Wu Zemin drove very steadily, and his tone was also very steady, unhurried and unhurried:
"Du Chu, I'm not flattering you. Everyone has a scale in their hearts, and justice is in their hearts. I'm not here to see you off, not to monitor you, but to make it easier for you to travel."
Wu Zemin spoke implicitly, but Du Weiguo heard the implication. His eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were hesitant, and he did not speak.
Wu Zemin stared ahead, without squinting. His voice was very soft, but every word was very clear:
"Du Chu, I know that you are suffering in your heart, and a fire is burning in your chest. However, Hu Si is also suffering, and the fire in his heart may not be worse than yours."
Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo couldn't help but frown, lowered his eyelids, and still didn't say anything. Wu Zemin's tone remained calm and terrifyingly steady:
"Du Chu, your stance is different, your perspective is naturally different, and the things you need to consider are also different. You still need to take care of the people around you, and you should avoid using the most powerful weapon, let alone Hu Si?
Du Chu, in Hu Si's current position, has really tried his best. Whether this is my sophistry or not, you can decide for yourself, I will say this. "
No need to hammer the drum!
The word "slinger" is enough.
After a long time, Du Weiguo slowly raised his eyes and took a deep look at Wu Zemin. This is also a talent!
Sure enough, the heroes of the world cannot be underestimated.
"Secretary Wu, you've learned a lesson. I'll be staying in the hospital recently. I definitely don't have any other schedules, so don't worry about it. I'll accept all the comrades in my family too~"
Du Wei made puns in Mandarin, Wu Zemin received the assurance, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.
