"Hehehe, kid, our good days are coming." After listening to the young policeman's monologue, Officer Xu slapped him on the back, his eyes shining with a strange light.
Hua Muyun stood in the hallway of the military-exclusive hospital, hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the branches outside the window. The people passing by seemed irrelevant to him; he was merely immersed in his thoughts, while in the ward behind him, Secretary Luo was resting with an oxygen mask.
"Old Master!" Hua Qingyi stood behind Hua Muyun and softly called out, but Hua Muyun did not respond. "This time..."
Hua Muyun turned his head and without a word, slapped Hua Qingyi across the face.
"You hit me right." Hua Qingyi didn't reach to touch the hit spot; perhaps he had acted impulsively, causing Brother Luo to fall into a crisis, but he didn't think he was wrong. If Hua Muyun had made up his mind earlier, he wouldn't have devised this plan to get them involved.
