????Andre looked confused.

"Huh..." After exhaling a breath, Lao Huang trembled and tried to stand up.

Andre hurriedly helped him, and then he discovered several 5cm long and 2cm deep wounds on Old Huang's leg. He turned around and shouted: "Call Mike."

"Instructor, Dr. Mike is not here."

"Then go and call the people who are here."

Helping Lao Huang sit on the chair, Andre heard him say before he could speak: "Andre, throw that man out and don't allow him to come in from today on."

"Didn't you hear what Huang said? Throw him out." Andre didn't care why, for him, Wang Sui was an insignificant person.

The same goes for Qiao Qiao'er who is covering her face and crying on the ground. Only Monk, Lao Huang and Yanyan here deserve his attention and concern.

"Wait a minute." Qiao Qiaoer wiped away her tears, got up and rummaged through the cabinet that had fallen to the ground, and finally found two pages that were yellowed but were folded and kept intact.

Qiao Qiaoer bit her lower lip fiercely, grabbed both sides of the page with both hands, and tore it apart with all her strength.

Tear it apart

He tore the paper into palm-sized pieces and threw them forward. Among the falling scraps of paper, a big word "hi" stood out.

"Wang Sui, from today on, we two...are cut off in two." What she tore into pieces was their marriage certificate, issued by the Republic of China.

"Throw it out." A hint of joy flashed in Lao Huang's eyes, and he shouted despite the pain in his leg.

Two students stepped forward, took Wang Sui's arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and led him out with half support.

"Instructor Andre, who is injured?" The newly recruited doctor rushed over, carrying a medicine box in his hand.

"Here." Andre pointed at Lao Huang.

"Oh, my God! How could it be so seriously injured?" Seeing the injuries on the back of Lao Huang's thigh, the doctor exclaimed: "Help me carry him to the clinic. These wounds need to be sutured."

"It's okay, huh..." Old Huang tried too hard to stand up and walk on his own, but as soon as he exerted force on his thighs, big beads of sweat started flowing down his forehead.

"Stop being brave." Qiao Qiao'er stepped forward and pressed his shoulders, saying with concern: "Yanyan, tell them quickly and help carry your father over."

"Alas!" Yanyan asked someone to carry Lao Huang to the clinic, and Qiao Qiaoer followed.

"You said, everything will be fine, right?" Standing at the door of the clinic, Qiao Qiao'er's anxious palms were all sweaty when she heard Huang's muffled groans from time to time inside.

"It's okay, it must be okay." Yanyan was also very panicked, her smart little eyes no longer had the cunningness of the past, and she was worried that her father would be ill.

There have been a few deep cuts on my legs these days, which is no joke.

If an infection occurs accidentally, it can really kill someone. Fortunately, the muscles and bones have not been injured, otherwise the leg may not be saved.

"Dad, why are you trying to show off your prestige!" Yanyan didn't realize that Huang was so handsome just now. She pointed at his nose and yelled: "What will I do if you're gone?"

Tossing and turning, the two of them walked around the operating room and couldn't stop for a minute.

Click~

The door to the operating room opened and the doctor walked out.

"Andy, how is my dad?" Yanyan stepped forward and grabbed him and asked.

"Very good, don't worry, the boss didn't give me a monthly salary of 600 US dollars just to see you cry." Andy joked easily.

"Yanyan, how are you?" Qiao Qiaoer asked helpfully.

"The doctor said my dad is fine and the operation went smoothly." Yanyan smiled and wiped away her tears.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Qiao Qiaoer murmured with a gloomy look.

"Aunt Qiao, go in and see my dad!" Yanyan interrupted her.

"Okay, I'll go in and take a look." When she heard that she could see Lao Huang, Qiao Qiaoer didn't care about being sentimental and walked in eagerly.

"Here we are." Lao Huang was lying on the hospital bed, grinning in pain and looking pale.

Anesthesia is very dangerous in this era, and since the injury was only traumatic, Lao Huang insisted not to use anesthesia.

He gritted his teeth and let Andy finish the suturing, which was very painful for him. He couldn't hold back the last few stitches, and he started to sway on the bed.

If the nurse next to him hadn't held him down, the wound that had just been sutured would have definitely opened again.

"Those girls are so strong." Thinking of the two tall nurses pressing down on his shoulders and ankles, Lao Huang always felt awkward.

"Don't talk and have a good rest. I'll make some chicken soup for you later. Is there anything you want to eat?" Qiao Qiaoer asked with distressed eyes.

Could she not know what Lao Huang was thinking?

To say that you don't know is to make yourself look like a fool.

But she just did it, and she continued to lie for 10 years. She always felt that she could not let people look down on her, and could not let people poke her son Wang Kui's back behind her back.

Seeing Lao Huang being so excited today, even Qiao Qiaoer didn't expect it.

He had always thought that Lao Huang wanted to find someone to live with because he was lonely, but everything that had happened before had shattered this 'certainty'.

It turns out that an honest person getting angry is much scarier than a ruthless person.

"I just want to eat your fried beef offal." Lao Huang forced a smile.

"The beef offal must be cooked with spicy pepper to remove the fishy smell. You can't eat spicy food now." After staying in the United States for more than ten years, Qiao Qiaoer still has this common sense.

"Then let's have some soup!" Lao Huang said with a naive smile without retorting.

"Dad, you are smiling like a fool." Yanyan, who peeked through the crack in the door, couldn't bear it anymore.

"What are you doing here? Don't you have to go to school tomorrow? Go, go home and go to bed." Seeing his daughter, the old man's face was serious and he was about to act like a strict father.

"Just a little bit, you two will get tired of it gradually! Really, I told Brother Wang Kui that I have no objection to you two being together, so why are you still writing..."

Yanyan made a face and walked toward the door muttering.

"..." Lao Huang and Qiao Qiaoer were left in the room, feeling embarrassed.

They were most afraid of the sudden silence, but right now, neither of them knew what to say.

Lao Huang is a stupid talker. When he became the butler, he remained taciturn every day and did more than he talked. Li Zitao liked this very much.

But in the current situation, this became his weakness. He opened his mouth several times, but couldn't say a word.

"I'm going to make soup." Qiao Qiaoer couldn't stand the depression in the air, so she was about to walk out.

"Wait a minute." Lao Huang stretched out his hand to stop her, his voice becoming hoarse.

"Qiao'er, let's..." Lao Huang smacked his lips, but the words got stuck again.

"Yes." Didn't make Lao Huang anxious, Qiao Qiaoer turned her back to him and nodded imperceptibly, snorted and ran out.

"Hey, hey..." Lao Huang sat on the bed and kept laughing like a fool.

…

Li Zitao was completely unaware of the bustling happening in District 22. At this moment, he was lying in the Roosevelt Hotel, resting on Garbo's lap, reading Samode's letter.

"Boss, the natives here are too barbaric. They are not like my compatriots at all. Because of carelessness, seven brothers left me."

"Boss, how should I explain to their families, why..."

The first two pages are full of Samode's painful self-blame. Out of recognition of his "brothers", after entering the colony and arriving at the mining area, he originally wanted to talk to him.

Who knew that what greeted them was not smiles and warm hugs, but a barrage of bullets, grenades, and even a rocket.

Satsuma fled back in embarrassment, but of the 20 companions who followed him, only 13 came back, each of them injured.

They then launched a counterattack, relying on the powerful firepower of steel-plated cars and Chicago typewriters, plus covert support from the U.S. military.

Satsuma had to take back the two mines in one fell swoop and teach the other side a bloody lesson.

Trenches were dug and defense lines were laid out with barbed wire. Summer also bought landmines from the American army through Morgan's contacts and laid out minefields.

"..." This is going to be an all-out war!

Li Zitao felt a little panicked. Damn it, it was a bit different from his plan.

The people standing behind those natives are Y-chan, F-chan, and D-chan. Such an established powerful country. You are so big, aren't you afraid of a thunderstorm above your head?

I thought it would be easier to solve the problem of sending Satsuma to the other party. The worst thing I could do is pay the other party some protection money. If we have money, we can all make money together. It would be nice to be harmonious.

Who knew that the script was a little out of outline, and Li Zitao couldn't sit still.

"Has Dwight not called back yet?" Li Zitao called the think tank and asked for news about Dwight.

"Not yet, boss, what happened?" Ben's voice came from the other side.

"Is your vacation over?" Li Zitao asked unexpectedly.

"I came back early after hearing the news about the pension. Boss, I have to say that your plan is great, but it's a pity..."

"This matter is over, sooner or later..." Thinking of the confidentiality of phone calls in this era, Li Zitao took the words back.

"If you have any news about Dwight, please contact me as soon as possible." Li Zitao wanted to know when the 'veterans' he wanted to send would arrive.

Don't you want to add sand to SHIELD?

It just so happens that I have a difficult task here, so I'll leave it to you.

Li Zitao wanted to use this group of people to go to Africa for help. Anyway, they were all guys with evil intentions, and they wouldn't feel bad if they died.
To be continued...