Special Forces Medic

Chapter 948 918: Origins in Doubt

For some unknown reason, Xiao Lin, who was constantly anxious, began to tremble with his left hand. The lights in the operating room were still flashing brightly; he knew that Hua Qingyi would be fine. The unease in his heart didn't come from the person inside. Who was so close to him that could make him feel uneasy and saddened instantly? He looked up at the already dusk-ridden sky, where streaks of red clouds dissolved into the darkness amidst specks of gold.

Finally, the light in front of the operating room went out. Hua Qingyi was lying on a bed and was being pushed out. The anesthesia hadn't completely worn off, but he had already opened his eyes searching for something.

"I just heard the doctor say I need to lie here for a month. Why wasn't it you who operated on me?" The person complaining like a child opened his mouth in grievance upon finding Xiao Lin, making the accompanying doctors a bit embarrassed.

"A month? That's too short. Another fifteen days should be added," Xiao Lin earnestly discussed with the doctor, completely ignoring Hua Qingyi.

"Hey, how can you do this? A month or two, how can I lie there for so long!"

"If you don't want to lie for so long, then obey the nurse sister. Seeing you so energetic reassures me." As Hua Qingyi was pushed into the private ward, Xiao Lin stopped walking, turned toward another corridor, and stood there alone for a long time.

"I've already deployed my people nearby; there's something I must tell you before you leave." Ye Lushou blinked thoughtfully; the ponytail tied high exposed a neck that seemed to lure vampires to visit, with the blood vessels subtly pulsing beneath the skin. "Xiao Ya has boarded a plane to the United States at the master's arrangement. So you still have time to decide whether you want to go. Besides, the original 'Underground City' City Lord has already disappeared. Even I couldn't trace his whereabouts."

"To the airport!"

Xiao Ya, arranged in the first-class cabin directly from Liger City to the plane via the green channel, stared blankly out the window. The series of arrangements were watertight, a testament to his elaborate planning. He chuckled coldly at the sight of the airplanes on the tarmac, then closed his eyes, only opening them when someone suddenly sat next to him.

"It's you!"

"No need to be surprised. Like you, I was forcibly sent to the United States, and part of the deal was that I must follow you. So seeing me is unsurprising; you'll see me frequently for some time."

"Heh, having Dragon Soul's first Military Advisor beside me, so kind of you indeed," Xiao Ya sarcastically glanced at Lian and continued pretending to sleep.

"Whether you like it or not, it's the reality. We're just bait here." Lian's mood was hardly better than Xiao Ya's, who closed his eyes and snorted coldly. Such an orchestrated affair was just to have another person return to the Xiao Family in the United States, was it necessary?

As people steadily entered the cabin and when the cabin began to depressurize, they were about to leave this land. "Once we reach our destination, we go our separate ways."

"I'd prefer that, but I can very clearly tell you, it's not likely." Lian read the magazine and sipped airplane juice; they were the only two in first-class, booked expensively here. The people behind lacked Xiao Zhenfeng's spies. "Believe it or not, there are surveillance eyes all over in the economy class."

"First row, seat D, middle of the third row by the aisle, and the rest need not be mentioned."

Lian laughed aloud. "We have to coexist here for dozens of hours, unable to get rid of each other, let us become allies."

Finally, the plane took off from the runway, and the people in the waiting room watched silently as the tail climbed upwards bit by bit. Soon, another plane sped up the runway and climbed into the sky, flying in another direction.

"We entered Miao Village from Yun Nan. Elder Miao had already relocated the entire Miao family to Guang Xi area. The original village was completely quarantined due to a virus. After experts evacuated, the government ordered the burning of the village to eradicate the virus's spread. In fact, there was no effective suppression, but the most drastic method solved the problem."

"You mean, except for those not infected, others were killed and then the bodies destroyed."

"Probably so. The equation you submitted wasn't delivered locally, and those self-righteous ones didn't adopt your method, delaying the illness."

"Damn it!"

"In some matters, we're indeed really insignificant," Ye Lushou seemed more indifferent than Xiao Lin. "You know the purpose of sending Xiao Ya to the United States, but I think not purely to appease your past impulsion. But there's something I haven't told you; the Military Advisor of Dragon Soul accompanies alongside."

"He doesn't want me to continue pursuing matters from over ten years ago, forcing me to leave."

"You aren't one to follow orders strictly," Ye Lushou glanced backward at the economy class, but the curtain blocked the view. Apart from the two of them, there were two more in first-class. He lowered his voice, whispering in Xiao Lin's ear, "I've found something, though the information source doesn't come from reliable channels."

"What did you hear?"

"Lin, if everything you've worked for ends up in vain, what will you do?"

"Just say it; what news did you hear?"

"You might not belong to the Xiao Family." Ye Lushou struggled for a long time before saying the message he heard evasively. "I can't deny this news might be from certain devising plans, but I..."

"I know what you mean."

"Did you already know this from the start?" Xiao Lin's calmness widened Ye Lushou's eyes.

"I just want to know the truth. A simple matter has been made so complex by the old man just to hinder my investigation. His urgent push to make me ascend to the throne has ulterior motives. I've doubted my identity once, but there are many things I couldn't figure out. If I'm not from the Xiao Family, then who am I? That's what I want to know."

"It's just unreliable information."

"Every piece of unreliable information has its source. How can there be cattle and sheep everywhere without any stir? Even rumors spread by the enemy have their roots." An air current turbulently interrupted their conversation as the captain's warning voice sounded from the speakers, indicating they were traversing without turbulence. Screams came from the economy class, but such incidents were commonplace for Xiao Lin, who nonchalantly declined the so-called farewell letters sent by the flight attendants. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets at Qidian.com, your support is my biggest motivation.)