Wind Rises in Dragon City

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At eight o'clock the next morning, Longcheng Central Hospital.

In a special care bungalow, Kong Zhenghui, who was listless and sallow, was lying on the bed, staring blankly at a TV hanging on the opposite wall.

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There was a very boring internet program on TV, but Kong Zhenghui didn't seem to care much about it, he just used this way to pass his time and relieve his boredom.

When Kong Zhenghui was rescued that day, a long time had passed. The palm of his right hand was completely smashed, the bones were shattered, and there was inflammation.

In the end, the hospital had no choice but to amputate the entire right hand. Now, at the wrist of his right arm, there is only white gauze wrapped around it.

After a while, the door of the ward was pushed open, Kong Zhengqi walked in, and said hello softly: "Brother, are you watching TV?"

"Well, just take a look and pass the time." Kong Zhenghui said, picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV with a snap.

He supported his body with one hand, sat up slowly, and said to his cousin: "Sit down."

"Eh!"

Kong Zhengqi pulled a chair, sat on the edge of the bed, then picked up the kettle on the bedside table, and poured Kong Zhenghui a glass of water: "Brother, drink some water."

Kong Zhenghui took the water glass with his left hand and glanced at him: "How is the old man?"

Kong Zhengqi shook his head, sighed and said, "Oh... the old man hasn't eaten recently."

Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui's eyes dimmed, but he didn't say anything.

These days Kong Zhenghui has been recovering from his injuries, but he asked Kong Zhengqi to help him take care of the old man.

The two were silent for a while, and Kong Zhengqi suddenly said: "Brother, Lao Huang has contacted me twice. I took a look at the plan he made for us, and I think it is feasible."

Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui waved his hands: "I don't think about it now, and I don't want to talk about it."

Kong Zhengqi hesitated to speak, but seeing his cousin's face, he finally swallowed the words in his stomach and did not persuade him any more.

The two fell silent again. At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again, and a young nurse creaked in pushing a dining cart: "Mr. Kong, your breakfast is ready."

Living in the intensive care unit, the hospital is responsible for three meals a day, with balanced nutrition, which is also helpful for wound recovery.

Kong Zhenghui said: "Let it go, you go out first."

The young nurse glanced at Kong Zhengqi who was sitting by the bed, nodded and left the ward.

After the nurse left, Kong Zhengqi got up and dragged the dining car, and said, "Brother, let me feed you."

Kong Zhenghui waved his hands impatiently: "No, I can eat by myself. Go take care of the old man, remember to visit the company in the afternoon."

Kong Zhengqi thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll go first."

"Um."

After sending his cousin away, Kong Zhenghui got off the hospital bed, went to the dining car, and brought portions of the meals to the table next to him.

The food is just out of the pan, a little hot.

After Kong Zhenghui brought two dishes to the table, he went to serve steaming soup.

"Fuck!"

Unexpectedly, he was scalded by the hot soup bowl, his fingers seemed to be pricked by needles, and he subconsciously let go.

The soup bowl fell to the ground. At that moment, Kong Zhenghui almost reacted instinctively, and caught it with his right hand.

"Crack!"

The soup bowl fell to the ground and shattered, and the hot soup was scattered everywhere, wet his trouser legs, and made his calves shiver from the heat.

Kong Zhenghui stayed there, looking at the broken bowl on the ground, his mind was in a mess.

If you can't even catch a bowl from the horse, isn't this a waste?

In the blink of an eye, anger, unwillingness, and resentment, all kinds of negative emotions seemed to spill into Kong Zhenghui's head like an overturned soup bowl!

"Fuck!"

With a roar, his eyes were red, he raised his foot and kicked the dining car down!

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

All the bowls were smashed, the food was spilled all over the floor, and there was oily soup everywhere!

Kong Zhenghui sat on the bed with a groan, brushed his hair with his left hand, looked at his trembling severed hand with red eyes, and felt very painful in his heart!

The nurse outside the door rushed in when she heard the sound of things being knocked over. Seeing his appearance, he asked worriedly, "Mr. Kong, what's wrong with you?"

Kong Zhenghui endured the extremely irritable emotions in his heart, his eyes were fierce, and his voice was suppressed, and he said to her: "I'm fine, you can go out."

"Mr. Kong, let me clean up for you..."

"go out!"

The nurse understands the patient's emotions very well, not to mention that the other party is a person in the intensive care unit. She didn't say anything, and walked out the door silently.

At this moment, Kong Zhengqi ran in with a pale face, and said to Kong Zhenghui in panic, "Brother...uncle...uncle is gone..."

Kong Zhenghui was stunned.

…

An hour later, in Yu Mingyuan's villa.

Wa Wa and Wen Xiaorou sat on the big sofa in the living room, looking at the photo albums on display.

Although the baby and Tan Mingchao's wedding photos were taken, Yu Mingyuan and Wen Xiaorou's hadn't been taken yet. They took advantage of their free time to study together.

The baby picked out one of the exquisite photo albums, and recommended: "This studio is very good, I used his studio last time!"

Wen Xiaorou took it and flipped it in her hand: "It's pretty good..."

While the two were talking, Yu Mingyuan hurried down the stairs with a serious expression on his face.

He looked at the two women and said softly, "You guys wait here, I'll go out for a while."

Wen Xiaorou asked, "Why are you going?"

Yu Mingyuan sighed: "Zhenghui's father is gone, I have to go there."

Wen Xiaorou's face also became serious, she stood up and said, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Yu Mingyuan waved his hand: "No need, I'll go by myself."

With that said, he bid farewell to the two of them, turned and left the villa. When getting in the car, he also called Zhou Tonghui: "Hey, have you heard that Zhenghui's father is gone."

Zhou Tonghui also said softly: "I heard... I'm heading there."

Yu Mingyuan nodded: "Okay, let's go together, see you at the Kong family later."

…

Meanwhile, Dragon City Airport.

Dabai's plane has just arrived in Dragon City.

He brought more than a dozen guards from the Blackwater Legion, and he was picked up by the security personnel of the All-General Bureau into the car as soon as he got off the plane.

Soon, a convoy left the airport and headed for the hotel where they were staying.

Dabai was sitting in a spacious car, squinting his eyes, thinking about who to call first.

"Drip Lingling!"

Just then, the phone rang first. Dabai glanced at it, then picked up the phone: "Hello, what's the matter?"

Su Tianbei's voice sounded: "Have you arrived in Dragon City?"

Dabai nodded: "I just arrived, I'm going to the hotel."

Su Tianbei said in a low voice, "Zhenghui's father is gone."

"Ugh."

Dabai sighed, and immediately replied: "Okay, then I'll go there now."

After finishing speaking, the two hung up the phone, and Dabai rushed to the receptionist sitting in the co-pilot and said, "Let's go to Kong's house. Kong Zhenghui's father is gone. I'll go and have a look."

The receptionist thought for a while and said, "The funeral over there should be quite chaotic~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ We need to strengthen security."

Dabai nodded and said, "Don't make it too public, they are all acquaintances."

…

Dragon City General Bureau.

Sitting in the office, Gu Baishun called a young man who was working under him, explained a few words, and finally said: "Okay, you can go."

Guo Zhengdao was sitting on the side. Hearing this, he couldn't help interjecting: "Should I call Bureau Su first?"

Gu Baishun waved his hand: "It's just a routine interview, what's the phone call. It's alright, let's do it."

"Yes!"

The young man nodded and left the office.