Chapter 203: Mu Santai

"Naturally, go ahead. Here is five yuan; take it for any unexpected needs, and give it back to me when you return. Make sure to lock the tricycle at the Hospital."

"Alright, thank you, Zhang Shu."

Liu Guangtian was filled with the desire to become a Public Security officer to suppress his father; although he hadn't been beaten in the last few years, he just wanted to get the upper hand over his father.

"Doctor, doctor, come quickly and look at this person. I saw him fainted on the side of the road on the main street."

"The young man has a good heart."

The doctor examined the old man from head to toe and found no external injuries, only discovering the old man's abnormality after taking out a stethoscope.

"How is he, Doctor?"

"The old gentleman's bodily functions have declined too severely, especially his lungs, which suffered heavy damage in the past. It is likely the heat that caused the fainting. Wipe his body down and use physical methods to cool him."

"You go handle the paperwork and pay first, then have his family come over once he wakes up."

"Oh, oh, okay."

In the ward, the doctor gave the old man some simple treatment, while Liu Guangtian took the slip to the payment office.

"Doctor, how much is it?"

"Hmm, two yuan and twenty cents in total."

"Okay."

After paying, Liu Guangtian returned to the ward and fell asleep at the old man's bedside before long; after all, he had worked all day, and sending the old man to the Hospital had been exhausting.

"Young man? Young man?"

"Mm,?"

"Young man, did you save me?"

Liu Guangtian was still groggy when he heard the old man's question. After rubbing his face to wake up, he hesitated but still told the truth, not taking all the credit for himself.

"Hahaha, not bad."

Mu Santai looked at Liu Guangtian with satisfaction. In fact, after being needled by Zhang Ping'an and fed Space Water yesterday, his consciousness had been a bit hazy, yet he could vaguely hear the two men's conversation before drifting off into a deep sleep again.

If Liu Guangtian had truly followed Zhang Ping'an's words, he would have at most given some money and gifts as thanks. Since he chose to tell the truth, he didn't mind helping Liu Guangtian out.

"Young man, go help me make a phone call and say that Mu Santai is here."

"Oh, oh, okay. Please wait a moment, I'll go make the call for you."

Liu Guangtian directly borrowed the Hospital's phone to dial.

"Hello?"

"Uh, Mu Santai is at the Rolling Mill Workers Hospital. He fainted yesterday and has woken up now."

"Okay, young man, don't leave. We will be there immediately."

"Oh, okay."

Liu Guangtian hung up the phone, and his stomach began to growl. Remembering he hadn't even eaten dinner yesterday, he went out to buy breakfast and brought it back.

"Old Master Mu, let's eat a little together."

"That works too." Mu Zhenbei was also extremely hungry at this moment and grabbed a steamed bun to start devouring it.

Just as they finished breakfast, rapid footsteps sounded outside the ward.

"Dad, are you alright?" Mu Baoguo asked hurriedly.

"What are you panicking about? Do I look like I'm in trouble? If it weren't for this young man yesterday, you might really not have seen me again."

"Thank you so much, little brother. My Mu family will definitely reward you heavily."

"No, I just happened to see it. I couldn't just stand by and watch someone die," Liu Guangtian said, waving his hands repeatedly.

"Alright, let's head back first. Liu Guangtian? I've remembered you."

In this short time, Liu Guangtian was, after all, a young man who hadn't seen much of the world; with just a few words, Mu Santai had emptied out his background, including that of Zhang Ping'an.

After returning home, Liu Guangtian still felt it was unreal, feeling that he was about to have a stroke of great luck; after all, the aura of Mu Baoguo and his group didn't look ordinary—they must be high-ranking officials.

"Guangtian, is the person you saved yesterday doing better?" Zhang Ping'an had told the Liu Family yesterday that Liu Guangtian might not return that night.

"Mm, he's better. I need to get some sleep; I didn't sleep well at all yesterday."

His mother, Wang Cuihua, wanted to ask more, but she opened her mouth and swallowed the words back into her stomach.

"Dad, you should still recuperate your health before going. Just take this time to investigate those two."

"That is also true." Mu Santai was indeed feeling weak and sore all over at this moment.

Liu Guangtian waited in excitement for ten days or so without seeing Mu Santai show up. Feeling a bit discouraged, he could only honestly continue moving bricks.

"Dad, this is the information on the Liu Family, and also on Zhang Ping'an."

"Hmm, oh? This Liu Guangtian even reported an Agent and performed a great service. Not bad, he's a promising sprout."

"Zhang Ping'an was a classmate of Yingnan and also went to Beijiang. It seems he is the same person from the train a few years ago. He probably recognized us at the time."

"How could that be?"

"Intuition. Although he saved me, that cold attitude wasn't faked. He likely really doesn't want to get involved with us."

"Let's go. It's time to meet the person who saved me twice. That Liu Guangtian is also not bad; he is set on becoming a Public Security officer."

"I understand, Dad."

"Mm."

It wasn't until more than twenty days later that a Jeep stopped at the edge of the Siheyuan, and the Mu family members emerged carrying bags of gifts.

"Big sister, where does Liu Guangtian's family live?"

"Oh, his family is in the Back Courtyard. Cuihua, Cuihua, someone is looking for your Guangtian!"

"Who is it?" Wang Cuihua came out from the Back Courtyard and was a bit bewildered to see a group of people.

"Who are you?"

"Hello, big sister. My father fainted around here a month ago. Thanks to your Guangtian sending him to the Hospital in time, we have come here specifically to express our gratitude."

"Oh, oh, alright, well, come in and sit, Guangtian has gone out to work."

"That's fine. By the way, where is Zhang Ping'an's home?"

"Ah? Oh, oh, Ping'an's home is in the courtyard to the east of the Yueliangmen in the Middle Courtyard. You all sit, drink some water, drink some water."

"Alright."

Mu Santai and his son chatted briefly with Wang Cuihua, then left behind some gifts and an envelope, preparing to depart.

"This envelope is for Guangtian; inside is what he wanted. Please, sister, hand it to him."

"Oh, alright, well, leader, won't you sit a while longer? Guangtian might be back in a moment."

"Hmm, we still need to make a trip to Zhang Ping'an's house. When Guangtian returns, he can also come to his house to find me."

"Alright, alright, alright."

At this moment, Zhang Ping'an was at home playing chess with the old man; he heard the commotion outside, but didn't pay it any mind.

"Ping'an, Zhang Daye, someone is coming toward your house."

"Who is it?"

"Don't know, looks like an official, just came out of Lao Liu's house."

Zhang Ping'an's heart stirred; it was eighty percent likely the Mu family. It seemed Liu Guangtian hadn't hidden his existence, though he did think a little higher of Liu Guangtian for it.

Zhang Ping'an felt a bit between laughter and tears; his original intention was for Liu Guangtian to use this opportunity to secure at least a temporary job, if not a permanent one. Who knew Liu Guangtian would actually mention him.

"Zhang Ping'an?"

"Old Master Mu."

"You really do recognize me. Old brother, you have a good grandson."

"Hehehe, that's true. Ping'an, you all chat," the old man said, then went into the house.

"..."

"No way around it, Yingnan looks too much like Uncle Mu. Old Master Mu, Uncle Mu, sit, drink some tea."

"Good tea. Thank you, Ping'an, for saving me twice."

"Old Master Mu, you are too polite, it was just a coincidence. Besides, it was Guangtian who saved you this time."

"Ping'an, do you have some misunderstanding about us? Is it because of Yingnan?"

Zhang Ping'an was silent for a moment. Mu Yingnan had joined the military when she was only sixteen or seventeen; he didn't believe there were no family factors involved. He truly couldn't imagine what kind of family would let a girl in the prime of her youth go out to venture on her own.

That time when Mu Yingnan returned, she said she was going on a blind date; two years later she said she would be transferred back, but now five years had passed and there was still no word.

"Not really, I'm a low-key person, I don't like trouble."