Yang Feng sighed, then said.
Back in his room, Yang Feng lay quietly on the bed, his thoughts in turmoil, a bad feeling making it hard for him to sleep.
Just then, the old cell phone beeped. It was the exclusive ringtone for Penguin Messages. Yang Feng looked up, took two deep breaths, and picked up the Nokia from the small table.
He saw that the message was from his girlfriend, Han Shilan. It made sense; they had started dating in college, but now, with the college entrance exam approaching, they were actually together.
As the saying goes, when pursuing a girl, no matter her reasons, being thick-skinned is the key. Otherwise, if you're shy like a girl, you'll only miss out.
As for having thick skin, that takes practice.
Han Shilan: "Honey, are you asleep?"
Yang Feng: "Not yet."
Han Shilan: "Are you home yet? Have you had dinner?"
Yang Feng: "I ate a piece of bread and am now in bed, getting ready to sleep."
Han Shilan: "How come you only ate one piece of bread? You've become so thin. You really don't know how to cherish your body."
Yang Feng: "It's alright."
“…”
A few minutes later, Yang Feng looked at his phone. Han Shilan still hadn't replied to his message. He shook his head bitterly, thinking to himself: Is she angry?
Yang Feng tapped on his phone again, and on the line of Penguin Contacts, there was a Penguin News section. He clicked on it unintentionally.
"Spending a fortune to seek medical treatment?!" Yang Feng raised an eyebrow and murmured, his interest piqued.
An old general, a founding father of the nation, suffered many injuries on the battlefield. Now he is suffering from an old illness, which is particularly serious in his lungs. He has been treated in major hospitals in Beijing to no avail. He is now seeking a miracle doctor through the news, offering a reward of ten million.
Alternatively, you can get three million in cash by introducing a reclusive folk healer. Thank you very much. Contact information is below.
Yang Feng frowned slightly as he read this news. He knew from his knowledge of mercenaries that military personnel were always secretive, unless there was a real reason for it. He guessed that the old general didn't have much time left.
However, these are merely Yang Feng's deductions.
Yang Feng copied down the contact information, thinking that maybe he could cure the disease, since his medical skills were considered top-notch in the world today, even though he couldn't cure some terminal illnesses.
Moreover, he greatly admired and respected these soldiers who went to the battlefield to fight and defend their country.
Whether he can be cured or not, he has to go and check on the situation. If all else fails, he will ask the little girl for help.
Yang Feng is not someone who relies on others; on the contrary, he is quite independent unless there is really no other way.
The call went through quickly. After Yang Feng gave a brief introduction, he said that we could go see him tomorrow at the military region's nursing home.
He then checked his QQ again and found that Han Shilan still hadn't replied to his message. He sighed slightly, put his phone on the table, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window, bathing Yang Feng's handsome face, while a gentle breeze blew in.
Yang Feng frowned almost imperceptibly, opened his blurry eyes, and immediately picked up his phone from the table. He saw a message from Han Shilan:
Remember to eat breakfast properly, or I won't talk to you anymore, you hear me?
A smile appeared on Yang Feng's lips. For some reason, he felt a warmth in his heart. After getting up and washing up, he came to the small living room and saw Yang Lianqing sitting in a chair looking at her phone.
"Lianqing, go eat your breakfast by yourself. I have to go out today, so stay home and I'll probably be back this afternoon."
Yang Feng put on a white shirt, took out two red banknotes from his pocket, placed them on the table, and said softly.
"Huh? You went out again?"
Yang Lianqing suddenly jumped up, her beautiful eyes looking at Yang Feng with a hint of melancholy, and then said with dissatisfaction:
"Yang Feng, tell me the truth! Are you going out on a date? Otherwise, why would you go out on the weekend? You usually stay at home. No way, I'm going with you, otherwise, I won't let you go out today!"
"Stop messing around! I'm out on business, you stay home and behave yourself."
Yang Feng frowned and said with a hint of anger, "As the older brother, how could I let my sister meddle in so many things? Even if she really is going out on a date, it's none of her business."
"You! You still say you weren't going on a date? You didn't say that in bed the other night, waaaaah..."
As she spoke, tears streamed down Yang Lianqing's beautiful eyes, like pearls breaking from a string.
"What do you mean by 'I didn't say that a few nights ago'?"
Yang Feng's lips twitched slightly as he murmured something that seemed ambiguous, but seeing his sister burst into tears, his heart softened.
Immediately, Yang Feng stepped forward and stood in front of Yang Lianqing, and said softly:
"Don't cry, I'm really not going on a date, sigh... I'll let you come along, okay?"
Suddenly, her tears stopped, a smile appearing on her delicate, fair face. She softly hummed:
"You should have done this earlier, instead of wasting other people's tears."
"You..." Yang Feng was both amused and exasperated, and pinched her tender cheek hard.
After getting ready, the two left the ordinary residential area together, bought a scallion pancake and milk from Sunshine Breakfast, and boarded the bus. According to the location of the military nursing home, the bus ride would take about two hours.
"Yang Feng, where are we going? Are we going to the zoo?"
Yang Lianqing sat by the window, glancing at the scenery outside with her beautiful eyes, and said happily.
"Why go to the zoo? You'll be a senior in high school next semester, stop thinking about playing all the time."