I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Even though he didn't know who saved him, where he was, or what the purpose of the person who saved him was... Even though his mind was a mess, Xia Chuchen could clearly feel that his body was getting better step by step.

From not having the strength to move a finger, I can now sit up by myself.

But getting out of bed is still a luxury.

The sun cannot be seen in this room, and because one cannot see outside, one has no idea how much time has passed. The only thing that can tell him that time is still passing normally at an unchanging eternal speed is the potion hanging by the bed.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

As low as a mosquito's sound, barely noticeable.

He didn't know what medicine was flowing into his body through the catheter, but it must have played a role in his recovery.

Even though he is slowly recovering, Xia Chuchen still cannot look squarely at the little finger on his left hand that has become one with him.

The room was still so quiet.

Xia Chuchen had already adapted. He lifted the quilt and moved his legs slowly and carefully. Without pressing the bedside button, he tried to stand on his own.

But it still failed.

"thump……"

He was unable to exert any strength or provide adequate support. He had overestimated his physical condition. Even though he tried to support himself with his hands on the edge of the bed, he still fell down. Xia Chuchen fell on the cold floor, and the infusion needle on the back of his hand was torn off.

"call……"

Xia Chuchen took a deep breath and said what he meant. He was worthy of being a man who dared to go abroad to work at this age. He was strong enough. He did not shout, but tried to stand up with the help of the bed, sweating.

The sweat on his forehead kept coming out more and more, but it did have a certain effect. With his efforts, he supported himself on the edge of the bed and slowly stood up half of his body with difficulty but successfully.

"At your age, the most abundant thing is time. There is no need to rush."

Just when he was about to stand up, a hand supported his arm, and the hair on the back of the hand was still so thick.

Xia Chuchen was helped to sit on the edge of the bed.

"You are still in the recovery stage, be careful not to leave irreversible sequelae."

"I want to go back."

Xia Chuchen Road.

The man, who had no information about him until now, stood beside the bed and said with a smile: "Where can you go when you can't even walk on your own?"

Xia Chuchen was silent.

"It's not a good thing to always lie in bed. You need to get out of bed and exercise. Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Xia Chuchen nodded without hesitation.

He has not left this room since waking up.

The man supported him and walked out of the room slowly, step by step.

There was silence outside, as if there was no one else. No one knew where the medical staff had gone, and they disappeared without a trace.

After walking through the corridor and climbing several stairs, Xia Chuchen finally had a clear vision with the help of the man's strong arms.

A faint fishy smell filled the air.

Not an illusion.

He finally understood why he always felt the room was shaking.

This is a ship.

A snow-white ship.

More than ten meters high, apart from the almost endless white, there is not a trace of other colors.

It turned out that he was not in the hospital, or even on land.

"Where is this?"

"This is a place where your treatment and recuperation will never be disturbed."

Although the lines changed slightly, Xia Chuchen still did not get an accurate answer.

He couldn't help but think of a sentence.

There is no good in the world without reason.

This is what his sister often whispered in his ears.

of course.

It was before my sister left home.

But unfortunately, he still didn't listen and actually believed that Myanmar could make a fortune, so he almost lost his life.

Although I escaped death...

But now, is it really safe?

There is no good in the world without reason.

Could a strange, mysterious person who would repeatedly evade even the simplest questions really be his savior?

You may not do well in school and only go to a vocational school, but that doesn’t mean you are stupid.

Some people simply lack the talent for learning.

in contrast.

For some people whose academic performance is not satisfactory, their talents may lie in emotional intelligence, which is usually reflected in their ability to adapt to society.

There are always some people who dropped out of school early due to poor grades but are able to thrive in society and become bosses that are envied by prestigious universities.

It's like throwing the fish onto the land and sinking the bird into the water.

Success is finding the right stage for yourself.

Moreover, after experiencing the betrayal of a good friend, even the most ignorant person would not dare to trust anyone easily. Xia Chuchen began to doubt the nature of the strange man.

of course.

He can't speak.

At present, it is a luxury for him to even walk independently. If an accident really happens, the only outcome will be death. It will not do him any good to break the current "friendly" situation.

"Thank you."

Xia Chuchen didn't bother to get to the bottom of the matter and expressed his belated gratitude to the other party for saving his life.

"Can you tell me what is your name?"

He seemed to want to remember his savior.

"You can call me Mr. H."

  Do a favor without expecting anything in return, or keep the mystery going to the end?

"You are mixed-race, right?"

Xia Chuchen looked at the other person's face.

“That’s quite discerning.”

Mr. H is joking, but besides being mysterious, he is friendly and easy-going, and you don't feel the slightest bit of pressure.

But Xia Chuchen will not be blinded by superficial feelings.

Don’t forget the last scene before he fell into coma. People as vicious as Cai Jian’s uncle, and even Cai Jian, who was relying on the power of others to bully others, were beaten to death.

Maybe he saved him, but the fact that he didn't leave any survivors showed that he was definitely not a simple good person.

"Could it be possible that you have found the wrong person?"

Xia Chuchen suddenly said, looking at the sun hanging above the water in the distance.

“I don’t really know the guy in the photo.”

"It doesn't matter whether you recognize him or not."

Mr. H smiled gentlemanly and calmly, "Is it possible that he knows you?"

"My family is an ordinary family. It's impossible for me to know such a powerful person."

The wind blew from the water surface, not strong, but it made Xia Chuchen suddenly feel paralyzed all over. Then an unbearable pain spread from his limbs and bones at the same time, as if ants were biting wildly in every cell. The unprecedented feeling made his expression distorted. He immediately lost his already weak strength and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Mr. H's arms were strong and held him steadily.

Even if he didn't fall to the ground, no one could help relieve the physical pain he was in.

Xia Chuchen couldn't help but curl up his body, suddenly feeling cold and hot, as if he was experiencing the extremes of ice and fire.

Mr. H held him steadily as if nothing had happened and said, "Transplant surgery will cause rejection reactions. Just bear with it. You will be fine when you go back for the infusion later." Xia Chuchen began to tremble uncontrollably. His brain was under attack and he could no longer speak.

Seeing how much pain he was in, Mr. H did not immediately help him back. Instead, he reached into his pocket with his other hand and took out his cell phone.

"If you're curious about who he is, then give him a call yourself."

  At this time, call?

The number has been dialed.

And it was successfully connected.

Mr. H supported the heartbroken Xia Chuchen with one hand and pressed the hands-free button with the other hand.

No words were spoken on the other end of the phone.

Xia Chuchen displayed amazing willpower, enduring the pain that was a hundred times more intense than a broken finger. He looked at the mobile phone in Mr. H's hand, sweating all over, and said "Hello..." in a trembling voice.

"beep."

Mr. H showed a satisfied smile, dialed the number and did not even wait for the other party to respond. After Xia Chuchen spoke, he immediately hung up the call.

Also.

  According to Xia Chuchen's current condition, where is suitable for communication?

The man in the white mask appeared again, and the left and right sides worked together to carry away the almost unconscious Xia Chuchen.

Mr. H stood alone at the side of the boat, playing with his cell phone.

The other party did not call again, probably thinking it was a harassment call.

Ripples appeared on the water.

A speedboat came through the waves, cutting the water surface to the left and right like a sharp sword.

Mr. H looked down.

After a while, someone walked up the ship's side from the passage where Xia Chuchen was taken away just now. He first nodded and saluted to Mr. H, and then said, "Master Jin has given an answer."

"How to say."

"Demand for a senior general and absolute autonomy for the Allied Forces."

Senior General.

The highest military rank in Myanmar.

Mr. H disagreed, as if he felt that these conditions were not high enough, "There is more."

For Lord Jin, the so-called senior superior is just an empty title and more of a symbol of honor. As for absolute autonomy, it is a reasonable request.

The regular army had no way to deal with the Allied Army in the first place, so recognizing the Allied Army's autonomy was just a favor. The Allied Army gained a legitimate status, and the government could save face, which was acceptable to both sides.

These conditions had already been mentioned in previous negotiations, so it's not surprising that they are not very significant.

The Allies could not be satisfied so easily.

"Master Jin requires that the allied forces be paid military expenses at the same rate as combat-ready troops."

Mr. H had an extraordinary mentality and remained calm. Instead, he smiled and said, "This Master Jin really doesn't want to suffer any loss at all."

"The Burmese side told us that they have to pay $15 billion to the allied forces every year."

“Can Myanmar afford so much money?”

Mr. H said, you are asking even though you already know the answer.

"No, the Myanmar side can agree to the other conditions, but the Myanmar side said it is unable to solve the military expenditure issue, and Master Jin's attitude is very firm, so the Myanmar side hopes that we can bear this military expenditure."

"15 billion dollars, that's a lot of appetite."

"I think the Burmese government is definitely making a profit from this."

"It seems that both parties have reached a tacit understanding. Everyone is happy and no one suffers any loss. We are the only ones who have been taken advantage of."

"If we can't get this military funding, Lord Jin will definitely not cooperate."

Mr. H nodded. "Yes, he is definitely not stupid. Whether it is official title or so-called autonomy, they are all based on strength. Without strong strength, these things cannot be kept even if they are obtained. They can be taken back at any time. The Allied Forces are his foundation and his biggest bargaining chip. He will never give in. It's only $15 billion."

Mr. H seemed to have some objections to the offer.

What is the per capita income in Myanmar?

in other words.

  What kind of treatment do regular soldiers receive?

"Why don't we let them talk again? Even if we pay this money, we can't be fat sheep."

"No need."

Mr. H shook his head. “Even if it’s less, it’s not much less. It’s just a loss of face.”

"If anyone is to blame, we can only blame the last buyer for whetting the appetite of this guy Jin. He ate the last buyer and then the next buyer. He is really greedy and cunning."

It seemed like he was laughing, but his laughter contained a chilling chill and murderous intent.

The subordinate who was running errands quieted down.

"15 billion dollars is 15 billion dollars. If they dare to ask for it, we will give it to them."

Mr. H finally chose to be generous.

Anyone who can make deals with the Myanmar side and Master Jin is definitely not an angel.

Just like Xia Chuchen’s sister said, there is no such thing as giving without reason in the world.

All generosity comes with a request.

The more you give, the more you gain.

People are willing to pay for the military expenditure, but it depends on the cost behind it and whether those who pay can afford it.

"We were taken out from a stronghold within the Allied forces."

The subordinate reported another unfortunate news, "The cause was related to the attack on the KE factory."

Mr. H understood, "Master Jin is indeed a smooth person. He doesn't want to offend either side before he makes a decision. But our covert work is so poor? We were dug out so easily?"

"The Allied Forces' reconnaissance capabilities cannot be that high. I suspect someone tipped off the team."

"Are you saying that we have a problem internally?"

The subordinate shook his head, "It may not be an internal matter. According to the current intelligence, it is very likely that the Peace Hotel betrayed us."

Mr. H's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he seemed a little surprised.

"Why would a person who has been abandoned be willing to work for the person who abandoned her again? Are all women so stubborn?"

He felt curious and puzzled.

It’s not that I don’t understand women.

Sometimes it may not be the woman's problem.

In fact, when something goes wrong, you also need to think about the reasons on your side.

If the next one is worthy of trust, I believe that no matter how stupid a woman is, she will not return to the arms of her ex who abandoned her.

"It was a mistake to support her."

"It's okay, just a woman."

Mr. H regained his indifferent look, which was the composure that a person who did great things should have, but he still felt a little sad about Du Enqin's betrayal.

"There are so many traitors among the Shenzhou people themselves, I didn't expect that she, an outsider, would be so loyal."

"Do you want to get rid of her?"

Mr. H shook his head calmly. "She was originally an intelligence officer, so she is very alert. Since she has chosen to turn against us, she must have made the necessary preparations. And don't think about fighting and killing for everything. If you want to kill someone, why kill her? It doesn't matter. Wouldn't it be more effective to just get rid of Mr. Jiang?"

The subordinate bowed his head and said nothing.

"Remember, we are not warlords, let alone terrorists."

It seems that there is more than one thick-skinned person in the world.

  Even with the rocket launchers in handy, you still say you are not a terrorist?

"Du Enqin knows a lot. We should not let her cause us too much trouble. We still have to take necessary countermeasures. Those who need to be relocated should be relocated temporarily."

"clear."

The subordinate turned around.

soon.

A speedboat broke away from the white ship again, cutting through the waves and leaving only the three or four-story white ship floating quietly on the water. (End of this chapter)