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Zhai Qiang drove Yun Qian to the pharmacy and then sent her back to the house.
After watching Yun Qian walk in, Zhai Qiang drove to the club. He was now hurrying to finish the hardware facilities of the club during his honeymoon with Manfred.
Yun Qian pushed open the door of Zhang Feng's room and saw that he was sleeping, and a smile appeared on her lips.
Just as he was about to close the door and let Zhang Feng rest for a while, Zhang Feng opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
"You're back? How is the debugging of the medical equipment going?"
Hearing this, Yun Qian stuck out her tongue, but she didn't expect that the sound of opening the door would wake up Zhang Feng.
He simply walked to the bedside and sat down, and said: "The main medical equipment has been debugged. The rest can be debugged before the operation."
Zhang Feng nodded and said: "That's good. Anyway, you are the chief surgeon, so you can just take care of these things."
"By the way, Zhang Feng has one more thing. I'm afraid the house Zhai Qiang bought to use as a hospital cannot be used for surgery. The sanitary environment is too poor. And your surgery needs to be completed in a clean room."
"Purification room?" Zhang Feng frowned.
When I was in Taiguo, the place where the neural control chip was implanted in the back of the brain was also very messy, and it was not a purification room at all.
Then he said: "The place where I was implanted with the chip was not a purification room, so it doesn't have to be so troublesome, right?"
Yun Qian shook his head and said firmly: "You have been implanted with a neural control chip. The surgeon does not care about your life or death, so he can do whatever he wants. But I can't. I must ensure that every detail is done to the best. Only then can the surgery be done." Guarantee a higher success rate. Only in this way can you ensure your greatest chance of survival.”
Now that Yun Qian had said this, Zhang Feng naturally could no longer refuse and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
"I want to renovate a purification room in this house so that we can take care of you conveniently during your recovery period after surgery." Yun Qian said the plan he had thought of.
"Is that so? That's okay! I'll do as you say. You ask Zhai Qiang to handle all the things and labor required for the construction of the clean room, and I will be responsible for lying on the hospital bed for you to operate!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.
Since I have already decided in my heart to carry out this dangerous operation,
Zhang Feng did not have any hesitation or worry about the foot surgery.
Because worry and hesitation cannot solve any problem, but will increase the burden on your heart. It is better to face it calmly, at least you will feel comfortable in your heart.
Yun Qian stood up and said, "It would be more appropriate for you to rest for a while while I go check out that room."
When he reached the door, he turned back to look at Zhang Feng and opened his mouth to speak, but in the end nothing came out.
Zhang Feng saw her hesitant expression and asked, "Yun Qian, what do you want to say?"
"No... it's nothing." Yun Qian's expression was obviously a little flustered, and finally said: "I just want to tell you that you must keep in good physical condition recently, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort during the operation." After saying that, he walked out of the room and closed the door. Door.
Standing in the corridor, Yun Qian felt his heart beating wildly.
In just a moment, the words were on his lips, and he almost couldn't hold back the words. Shaking his head bitterly, he thought to himself: "Let's wait until his operation is over before telling him."
Zhang Feng, who was sitting on the bed, frowned slightly. Yun Qian clearly wanted to say something just now but didn't say it. Moreover, he had already said it more than once to keep himself in good physical condition. There was no need to repeat it again.
"Forget it." She shook her head with a wry smile, and she would naturally tell herself when she wanted to say something.
As soon as I got up and put on my clothes, my phone vibrated in my pocket.
He took out his phone from his pocket and saw that he had received an unread text message.
Opening it, it was sent by the gigolo. There were only two words: Return!
"Return?" Zhang Feng murmured to himself: "It seems that the gigolo is returning to the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group!"
Zhang Feng did not reply to the text message from the gigolo. This was not necessary and could easily lead to the gigolo being exposed.
After walking out of the room, after a little hesitation, Zhang Feng decided to meet with Manfred and finalize the attack on the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group's station as soon as possible so that he could bring the gigolo back.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket again and dialed Manfred's office.
When the call was connected, it was Manfred's secretary who answered.
"Hello, this is the Mayor's Office of the Rwanda Government. Who are you?"
"I'm Zhang Feng, transferring the call to Mayor Manfred
, I have something to do with him. Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The secretary said.
After a moment, Manfred's voice came from the receiver, saying: "Mr. Zhang Feng, do you have anything to do with me?"
A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Feng's lips, and he said: "Mayor Manfred, it's a good thing that I called you. I have a piece of information about the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group in my hand. I wonder if you are interested?"
"Information about the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group?" Manfred said in a somewhat excited voice, "Of course I'm interested. Why don't we meet and talk with Mr. Zhang Feng?"
Manfrid's initiative to meet was naturally in line with Zhang Feng's wishes, and said: "Okay! I will go to the government building to find you later."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng went upstairs and walked into Mike's room and said, "Mike, give me the information about the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group that I gave you."
"Okay, Brother Feng!" Mike took out the information handwritten by the dancer and handed it to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng had no intention of sharing this information intact with Manfred, as that would be too advantageous for him.
He opened his mouth and said to Mike: "Mike, please reprint a copy of the intelligence and remove this, this, and this!"
Hearing this, Mike looked at Zhang Feng and pointed to the most critical locations in the intelligence, mainly where defensive weapons were distributed. If these positions are removed and a new copy is printed, the value of this information will be greatly reduced.
Following Zhang Feng's order, Mike handed the printed information to Zhang Feng and asked, "Brother Feng, do you think this is okay?"
Zhang Feng nodded, very satisfied with what Mike had done, "No problem!"
Putting the information in his pocket, Zhang Feng started the car and drove quickly towards the city government building.
If the intelligence is handed over to Manfred intact, the government forces will be overwhelming when they attack, which is not in line with Zhang Feng's plan.
The government forces must pay a sufficient price. Only in this way can the power in Manfred's hands be reduced, so that he can more easily control the gold mines hidden in the so-called forbidden areas.
Parking the car at the door of the government building, I saw the secretary standing on the steps.
When Zhang Feng got off the car, she walked over quickly and said, "Mr. Zhang Feng, Mayor Manfred is already waiting for you in the office."