Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1046 - 1030: Sudden Upheaval in Yanjing (Part 1)

The oppressive atmosphere in the City Committee Building grew suffocating as a team of paratroopers entered; who knows who will be unlucky this time!

"Secretary Hua, someone from the central government has arrived!" Secretary Luo walked into Hua Muyun’s office, the cigarette smoke filling the room made him frown. "There’s news from Young Master Xiao, Young Master Hua is quite safe now, please don’t worry."

"How’s the progress over there?" Hua Muyun wasn’t worried about Hua Qingyi, but he was hesitant about the prolonged stalemate, even starting to doubt Xiao Zhenfeng’s decision was right.

"There’s still no movement from Elder Xiao, but not long ago Master Qin went to Sicily. There was a minor incident on the return trip, but he’s now safely arrived at the Xiao Family."

"Ah, what exactly is Lao Xiao up to, not making a move at this critical time, that’s his son after all!"

"Secretary Hua, Dr. Zhang has already advised you to control your anger and smoke less. If something goes wrong with Young Master Xiao not around, what will we do?" Secretary Luo opened the window, intending to pull the curtains but was stopped by Hua Muyun!

"Xiao Luo! It looks like I’ll need to prepare for a vacation soon, I’ll reassign you a position." After a moment of contemplation, Hua Muyun made this decision.

"Master, if you’ve decided to temporarily retreat, I’d like to follow you." Secretary Luo also decisively shared his thoughts; it’s like an endless ocean here, without the protection of a big fish, a small fish can be swallowed at any moment, especially someone like him who’s been living next to a big fish for so long, many are eyeing him; if he stays here, he’ll end up with not even bones left."

"Sometimes being proactive is better than reactive in gaining control. Wang Zhanting is in Sicily, and not to mention who from central is here, but there’s definitely a treacherous individual in our committee. Right now, my concern isn’t these people, but Dragon Soul created by Lao Xiao, I should’ve been more thorough from the start—my momentary kindness was a mistake."

"Young Master Xiao once asked more than once about the traitor in Dragon Soul, but Elder Xiao hid it well. I think he still wanted to give that person a chance, and so he tacitly approved your kindness." Secretary Luo comforted Hua Muyun; everyone makes mistakes without knowing the disaster it might bring, and can only make amends or perish when it arrives.

"Hmm! What time are the people from central scheduled?" Hua Muyun intended to end this topic, since Secretary Luo knew nothing about the past events; sometimes one must bear their past mistakes alone, though this time sacrifices might be necessary.

"Afternoon at one, they should be in the prepared office reviewing past land case files; the main figures involved are no longer in this world, so it should be just routine."

"Haha, Xiao Luo! Quan Xianglin isn’t so easy to deal with, he was in the same unit as me back then, this kid is ruthless and unscrupulous. Sigh, I understand less and less of Lao Xiao’s actions! Why keep troublemakers around?"

"I don’t think you need to worry. Even if Director Quan has something, why doesn’t he directly approach you, but moves in such roundabout ways? I think he’s trying to intimidate you as a show, but dealing with Elder Xiao might be harder than with you."

Hua Muyun glanced at Secretary Luo; after so long, he hadn’t fully learned the good, but his grasping the bad was getting refined. "Ahahaha! You rascal are becoming quite shrewd, go get a medical certificate from Dr. Zhang, it’s time for us to make way for others."

"I’ve prepared it long ago!" Secretary Luo placed the pre-prepared medical records and certificate in front of Hua Muyun. "The condition remains as before, but there’s an added cardiac complication from the attack orchestrated by Wang Zhantian. This should warrant a recuperation of over half a year, Young Master Xiao gave a three-month timeframe, Master, you can withdraw for six months. They’ll realize how painful it is without you in charge."

"Hahaha, if everything’s ready, contact Secretary Wu!"

"Understood! And the meeting at one in the afternoon..."

"By that time, I’ll be drinking tea and chatting with Secretary Wu! You attend on my behalf!"

At one in the afternoon! In a private club in Yanjing occupying three hundred square meters, two middle-aged men, both around fifty years old, sat in a bamboo grove enjoying a drink.

This was a sea of bamboo, planted in various sections with species from different places—Moso bamboo, small silver bamboo, Xiangfei bamboo, cold arrow bamboo, and nearly a hundred types. Under layers of different heights, even the most turbulent mood would calm with the rustle of bamboo shadows. Sadly, the August heat was relentless; no matter the cultural interest, it couldn’t withstand the blazing sun.

Nearly an hour passed, and the two sat silently in the bamboo house without saying a word, savoring their cups of tea, occasionally gazing out at the bamboo forest, appearing quite content.

Though Hua Muyun wasn’t known for foresight, he knew people well, especially Old Wu!

"If you have something to say, just say it; pretending to be sick here won’t have much effect!" After brewing a fresh pot of tea, Wu Jiyi said slowly. "You old rascal, holding back this long, and you present this? That’s quite underwhelming!"

"What? You, a central politics standing committee member, won’t let me take sick leave?" Hua Muyun, abandoning his usual authority, cheerfully sampled the authentic Biluochun from Dongting, unaffected by Wu Jiyi’s mockery.

"Sick leave? You seem able to walk and leap; where’s the illness? Holding back for a month just to feign sickness? Not approved!"

"If you don’t approve, next time you’ll see me with a funeral wreath for greetings!" The vibrant mountains have an unmissable charm, the aroma of Biluochun a hundred miles intoxicating, truly good tea.

"Stop acting before me, Hua Muyun; what underhanded tricks are you planning this time? Just letting go like this? Handing over your leadership team, isn’t your style; the foundation from decades of hard work can’t withstand such disturbances." From a long-term perspective, Wu Jiyi was right; nurturing one’s cadre isn’t easy, and the complexity of Hua Muyun’s network wasn’t something an old classmate like him could fully grasp. "Back then, you resolutely stayed in the City Committee to assist Lao Xiao, despite my warnings. Otherwise, I wouldn’t hold this position now. Clearly, someone’s targeting you brothers this time, and you’re still thinking about returning triumphant like ancient people; I think you’re muddled, Lao Xiao too with his indifference. What are you two planning?" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation tickets, monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation.)