Stronger with More Jobs

Chapter 628 - 278: Required Reading for Tough Guys..._2

Wei Banmeng also walked to the bedside, carefully observed Jiang Wei’s complexion, and only let out a sigh of relief after confirming her rosy cheeks and clear gaze: "It’s good that your body really feels fine. The rest, just take your time to adjust."

A few people asked a few more questions, confirming that Jiang Wei indeed felt no discomfort and was in good spirits, before thoughtfully taking their leave.

After all, it was already three or four in the deep night.

"You all should rest early too."

Wei Banmeng said to Fang Qingyu before leaving.

"Mm, you go ahead and rest." Fang Qingyu responded.

Once again, only the two of them were left in the hospital room.

The sound of the wind and snow outside seemed to become the only background noise.

Jiang Wei’s gaze lingered on Fang Qingyu’s face for a moment.

Suddenly, the confusion and the faint trace of vulnerability in her eyes completely disappeared.

Replacing it was a clarity, with a hint of mischievous smile, like the first melt of ice and snow.

She looked at Fang Qingyu and said softly, "What, don’t you recognize me anymore? Or do you think the way I look now is awkward?"

Her voice carried the clear joy of a young girl.

No longer the innocence of a child.

Her tone carried a hint of teasing, as if she completely saw through the subtle discomfort Fang Qingyu and Wei Banmeng had a moment ago.

Fang Qingyu was taken aback for a moment then shook his head with a laugh.

The final bit of tension from the changes in Jiang Wei also relaxed: "It’s alright, just a bit hard to get used to. After all, you were just a little bean sprout yesterday, and today..." He gestured Jiang Wei’s current height, his tone filled with genuine amazement, "The transformation is indeed a bit too much."

The smile on Jiang Wei’s face deepened a bit, seeming satisfied with Fang Qingyu’s honesty.

She looked down at her hands again, gently clenching her fists, feeling the power within her, seemingly stronger and more in tune than before her coma, her expression complex, finally turning into a light sigh: "Yeah, it is a bit sudden..."

"Don’t overthink it."

Fang Qingyu stood up, tucked her in properly, "Rest well and get used to your body first. Everything else can wait till morning. Call me if you need anything at any time."

"Mm."

Jiang Wei nodded, obediently lay back down, and closed her eyes.

Fang Qingyu took one last look at her, turned off the wall lamp, leaving only a dim nightlight near the door, then gently closed the door and left the hospital room.

The next day, at nine in the morning.

Even though he slept for only four or five hours, Fang Qingyu was still in high spirits due to his strong constitution.

He walked out of the room temporarily assigned to him.

Walking through the wide corridors inside Spine City of the Great Wall.

The air was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, oil, and the cold metallic scent of large war machinery.

Large information screens hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor, rolling out briefing updates of the Arctic Front, resource allocation information, and the latest city defense regulations.

The flow of people was noticeably more than during the deep night.

People dressed in different uniforms walked quickly, their faces bearing the unique tension and determination of the front lines.

Along the way.

Fang Qingyu heard many discussions about Glazed Light City.

"...Have you heard? Glazed Light City is in turmoil! Old monster Jiang Taixuan... pfft! That old demon, got taken down! His head was thrown right in front of the City Lord’s Mansion!"

"Really? My heavens! He was a Martial Saint! Who did it?"

"Who else could it be? Heard it was some formidable character from Hidden Dragon, named Fang Qingyu... Led a team and chased that old geezer for quite a distance before slaying him!"

"Wow... a fierce one indeed!"

"Isn’t it! And that Jiang Chengyue, a Grandmaster from the Garrison Army before, stood with dozens right at the City Lord’s Mansion, blocking the Ministry of Internal Affairs elites, securing time for that fierce one, also a tough guy!"

"When Jiang Ying, the Family Head, got back, it was a thunderous approach! Slaying Jiang Hongyuan, that lackey, on the spot! Also revealing ironclad evidence of Jiang Taixuan drinking human blood and eating human flesh... tsk tsk, just thinking about it is disgusting!"

"The most explosive is Jiang Ying’s policy."

"Doubling base salaries! No commissions on missions, a 30% tax reduction for the Mercenary Corps, and increasing the pension by 50%! My goodness, these benefits... makes me want to report immediately and apply for a transfer to Glazed Light City!"

"Who doesn’t agree! Ten years! The appeal is too great! Heard that it’s chaos over at Deep Blue Heavy Industries, many of the partners are inquiring about the process of transferring to Glazed Light City..."

The discussions were filled with shock, delight, and an infinite longing for the new policies of Glazed Light City.

Fang Qingyu’s name, Jiang Chengyue’s heroic deeds, Jiang Ying’s thunderous approach, and generous policies.

Like a whirlwind, it swept across the entire Arctic Front.

Fang Qingyu walked through the discussions with a calm face.

Once again arriving at the door of Jiang Wei’s hospital room, he knocked lightly.

"Wait a minute!"

Wei Banmeng’s voice came from inside.

After two or three minutes, the door to the hospital room was opened.

Wei Banmeng stood at the door with a slight smile, stepped aside: "Come in."

Fang Qingyu walked in somewhat puzzled.

Only to see several shopping bags piled up on the chair beside the bed, with a corner of new clothing sticking out.

Jiang Wei was not on the bed.

"What are you all doing?" Fang Qingyu asked.

Wei Banmeng explained with a smile: "Picking clothes for Xiaojiang. She’s suddenly grown so much, she can’t still wear those old children’s clothes, can she? I got up early today and bought her a few sets of fitting combat uniforms and everyday wear, she’s trying them on in the bathroom right now."

Fang Qingyu finally understood.

Life’s little details like this, indeed, women think more comprehensively.

As they were talking, the bathroom door next to them clicked open.

Jiang Wei walked out.