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"You have to come here!"

Guo Mengyao's voice on the other end of the phone carried an undeniable firmness mixed with a hint of barely perceptible grievance. Hearing this almost commanding tone, Chen Feng's brows furrowed instantly.

His mind was now completely focused on rescuing people in Luzon, with all sorts of operational details, potential risks, and personnel arrangements unfolding like a vast net in his head. Guo Mengyao's sudden phone call, and her doubt about his ability to have children, was truly baffling, and at the same time, it left him feeling inexplicably awkward and annoyed.

He already has two children, and three more are pregnant with him. Could there be a problem with his health?
"I'm definitely not in any physical condition, I know that very well," Chen Feng said firmly.

“You may not have had any problems before, but you might have problems now. Besides, for the sake of our child’s future health and well-being, it won’t take up much of your time to get a check-up.”

"I have a very urgent matter to deal with right now, and I'm about to leave on a long trip. I don't have time to go to the hospital," Chen Feng said, his tone turning cold as he suppressed his anger.

"Going on a long trip? Where to? For how long?" Guo Mengyao immediately pressed for details.

"Going to Luzon to take care of some business. It will take three to five days at the fastest, and a week at the slowest," Chen Feng said succinctly.

"Luzon?!" Guo Mengyao's voice suddenly rose. "Are you crazy? Don't you know how chaotic that place is? It's on the news every day, with kidnappings and gunfights. What are you going there for? No way, I won't let you go!"

"I'm not discussing this with you," Chen Feng's voice remained somewhat cold. "The matter has been decided, and you must go. As for the hospital check-up, we'll talk about it when I get back."

A brief silence fell on the other end of the phone, broken only by Guo Mengyao's slightly heavy breathing. Clearly, Chen Feng's forceful attitude had taken her by surprise, leaving her feeling deeply wronged and angry.

After a dozen seconds, Guo Mengyao's voice rang out again, but this time it was tinged with a sob, her voice trembling: "Chen Feng, do you even care about me? To have a child for you, I sold my company, calculated my ovulation period, drank traditional Chinese medicine to regulate my body, and now we've even come to the hospital. I've had all sorts of tests done, the nurses drew several vials of blood, and all sorts of instruments scanned me. Do you know how hard I've worked? And what's the result? The doctor said I have no problems at all! Now all that's left is you. I asked you to come and get checked, but you made all sorts of excuses, saying you wanted to go to such a dangerous place. Do you even care about me?"

A barrage of questions rained down on Chen Feng, making him sound like a heartless man. However, from Guo Mengyao's perspective, it was understandable. Guo Mengyao was a very proud person, and it was clearly not easy for her to go to such lengths for Chen Feng. Chen Feng could imagine that at this moment, her eyes were red, her lips were biting, and her face was full of grievance.

His initial agitation was instantly replaced by a complex sense of guilt. He knew Guo Mengyao was telling the truth. She had indeed humbled herself and made many sacrifices to get pregnant. As for himself, it seemed that aside from "taking action," he hadn't really put in much effort.

More importantly, he sensed the insecurity and fear in Guo Mengyao's voice. She was afraid not only of not being able to have children, but also of his risky trip to Luzon.

Chen Feng wasn't ungrateful. Realizing this, he softened his tone: "I'm sorry, I was a bit harsh just now. I assure you, there's absolutely no safety issue going to Luzon. It's in cooperation with the authorities, and there will be local police to meet and protect me. I have to go because it involves a life and a huge favor. As for the baby, don't worry too much, we'll keep trying. Okay, I'll head to the First Hospital now. Which department are you in? I'll finish my check-up as soon as possible and then come back to handle the departure arrangements. Is that alright?"

Hearing Chen Feng soften his stance and say he was willing to come over immediately, Guo Mengyao's sobs gradually subsided. With a heavy nasal tone, she said, "I'm in the Reproductive Medicine Center on the third floor of the outpatient department, room 302. Come directly to me."

"Okay, I'll head out now, I'll be there in about half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng shook his head helplessly, got out of bed, and quickly went downstairs.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng parked his car in the parking lot of the First Hospital. He walked quickly to the third floor of the outpatient department and saw Guo Mengyao standing anxiously looking around at the door of consultation room 302.

Today she was wearing a beige Chanel suit, her hair was meticulously styled, and her makeup was exquisite, but there was a cloud of worry between her brows, and her eyes were a little red and swollen, which ruined the overall beauty.

When she saw that Chen Feng had really arrived, her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked over and grabbed Chen Feng's arm without saying a word.

"You've finally come," she muttered under her breath, but the grip on his arm unconsciously loosened a little.

Chen Feng squeezed her hand in return, as if to reassure her, then glanced into the examination room and asked, "What's the situation now?"

"I've already spoken to the doctor. He'll wait for you to come and give you the order for tests. It'll be quick; it'll mainly involve drawing blood and taking a sample," Guo Mengyao said frankly, her face slightly flushed as she pulled him along.

Chen Feng nodded and followed her into the consultation room.

Sitting in the consultation room was a female doctor who looked to be in her fifties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. She had a fair complexion, a kind demeanor, and was very well-maintained.

Seeing Guo Mengyao bring Chen Feng in, she smiled, adjusted her glasses, and gently looked Chen Feng up and down, saying, "You must be Ms. Guo's husband, right? You look great, young man. Don't be nervous, it's just a routine checkup. In modern society, with its high stress and environmental factors, the problem often doesn't lie with the woman. We're having a comprehensive checkup for the sake of healthy offspring, right?"

Chen Feng didn't care about such polite words, and simply nodded politely: "Hello doctor, thank you for your help. Please arrange it for me as soon as possible, I have something urgent to do this afternoon."

"Okay." Seeing his decisiveness, the doctor didn't say anything more, quickly filled out the test form on the computer, printed it out, and handed it to him. "Go to the first floor to pay, then go to the lab on the second floor to have your blood drawn, and to the andrology lab on the fourth floor to leave your sample. Once you've completed all the procedures, you can leave. The fastest blood test results will be available in part this afternoon, but the full set of results will take about three days."

Guo Mengyao immediately said, "We can't wait three days. We can get the results this afternoon. Just give them to me as soon as possible!"

"No problem," the doctor nodded in agreement.

Guo Mengyao took the bill and said, "I'll go pay the bill. You go to the fourth floor first, I'll wait for you downstairs."

She was clearly familiar with the hospital's procedures, and she probably had some connection with this kind-looking doctor.

Chen Feng didn't argue with her and turned to walk towards the elevator.

The whole process was faster than expected, and somewhat... awkward. Especially in that small room called the "semen collection room," facing a few blurry posters of beautiful women on the wall and a tattered magazine, Chen Feng felt extremely uncomfortable. He, a billionaire surrounded by beautiful women and already a father of two, with three more to be born, was now "fighting alone" here, which was truly a blow to his reputation.

Fortunately, he had a strong mental fortitude, was able to concentrate, and quickly resolved the situation.

When he came down from the fourth floor, Guo Mengyao had already paid the fee and was waiting for him at the blood drawing station in the laboratory on the second floor. Seeing him come over, Guo Mengyao quickly went to greet him, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry and concern.

Chen Feng expressionlessly extended his arm, allowing the nurse to draw a vial of blood. Throughout the entire process, he didn't even flinch.

If he didn't also like Guo Mengyao, and if Guo Mengyao hadn't actually made some sacrifices for him, he definitely wouldn't have cooperated so readily.

"Alright, it's all done." Chen Feng pressed the cotton swab on the injection site and said to Guo Mengyao, "I have to go, I'm a little pressed for time."

Guo Mengyao nodded, but worry resurfaced in her eyes: "Going to Luzon... is it really impossible not to go?"

"No." Chen Feng shook his head. "Don't worry, I value my life more than you do. I will keep my promise to you. We'll talk about the child when I get back."

After saying that, he stepped forward and gently hugged Guo Mengyao, then said, "I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything. Send me the test results as soon as they're ready."

Before Guo Mengyao could say anything more, Chen Feng turned around and strode away.

Guo Mengyao stood there, staring blankly as he disappeared at the end of the corridor, her heart filled with mixed emotions. There was relief that he had come to the hospital for her, but also deep worry for his impending departure into danger. She could only silently pray that this man she both loved and hated would return safely.

……

Not long after leaving the hospital and returning home, they received a call from Zhao Jinfu. He said the visas were ready and a chartered plane had been arranged. After they met up with him, they could leave immediately.

The speed and efficiency are undeniable; it only took about three hours in total. They actually got everything done.

Chen Feng immediately dialed Qin Zhen's number.

"Zhen, how's the preparation going?" "My luggage is packed, and we can leave anytime. I just spoke with my boss on the phone, and the official secondment letter and mission statement have been issued. This time it's under the guise of international police cooperation, an overseas rescue operation, which sounds pretty convincing." Qin Zhen's voice carried an undisguised excitement.

For an elite like him who has spent too long at the grassroots level and has no place to use his skills, such a real-world task is far more exciting than dealing with neighborhood disputes or catching thieves and hooligans.

"That's good," Chen Feng said. "Go directly to Zhao Jinfu's villa in Fox Hill. It's nearby, so I'll be there soon. Our people will gather there, and then we'll head to the airport together."

"clear."

A dozen minutes later, at Zhao Jinfu's villa, several cars were already parked in the yard. Qin Zhen, carrying a simple tactical backpack, was already waiting at the gate. Upon seeing Chen Feng's car, he immediately came to greet him.

He stood tall and straight, with sharp eyes. Even in civilian clothes, he couldn't hide the capable demeanor unique to soldiers and police officers.

Besides Qin Zhen, there were three other men with imposing auras standing in the courtyard.

Two of them were the bodyguards downstairs from Chen Feng, Wang Yichuan and Zhang Jianhui. They were also dressed simply, with solemn expressions, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.

The third person was Chen Dongpeng, whom Zhao Jinfu had mentioned. Although he was over fifty years old, he was very strong. He had a buzz cut and sharp eyes like an eagle. He was standing next to Zhao Jinfu, talking to him.

Upon seeing Chen Feng get out of the car, Zhao Jinfu immediately led Chen Dongpeng over quickly, his face filled with urgency.

“Mr. Chen, you’ve arrived! The personnel and supplies are all ready.” Zhao Jinfu pointed to Chen Dongpeng next to him: “Xiao Chen is my most trusted assistant. He has lived in Luzon for many years and has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles there. He will accompany you throughout the trip and be responsible for all logistics, translation, and intelligence liaison work.”

Chen Dongpeng immediately extended his hand to Chen Feng and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Chen, I'm entrusting the boss's matter to you."

His hands were rough and powerful, with thick calluses on the base of his thumbs, clearly indicating that he had trained and was a ruthless individual.

Chen Feng shook hands with him and nodded: "You're too kind. How's the situation? Any new information?"

Chen Dongpeng shook his head, his face grave: "Not for now. The other side has cut off all contact. We've tried to find out about Brother Rong through various channels, but we haven't heard anything. Luzon is in a mess right now, especially in Mindanao, where we suspect Brother Rong was imprisoned. Multiple factions are entrenched there, and the government forces have very little control. Finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

“Tell us everything you know, including guesses about the kidnappers’ identities, possible hiding places, and the distribution of power in the area,” Chen Feng said, looking at Chen Dongpeng.

“Okay.” Chen Dongpeng didn’t waste any words. He took out a tablet computer from his bag, opened a map, and said, “Based on the clues we have so far, the kidnappers of Brother Rong are likely a local gang called ‘Abuye.’ This gang makes a living mainly from kidnapping and extortion. They are extremely ruthless and have connections with some corrupt military and police personnel in the area. Their headquarters are in this jungle mountainous region in western Mindanao.”

On the map, a large area is marked with a red circle, with complex terrain covered with mountains and rainforests.

“This area is very large, and there are villages and outposts scattered throughout. Outsiders can easily get lost and will be met with hostility from everyone in the area,” Chen Dongpeng added.

Qin Zhen, standing beside him, frowned as he looked at the map: "This is a typical case of being easy to defend and difficult to attack. Rashly going in for an armed rescue is almost impossible to succeed. We need precise intelligence to pinpoint the exact location."

At this point, Qin Zhen looked at Chen Feng, his meaning quite clear.

Chen Feng's gaze slowly moved across the map, his brain racing, and at the same time, a strange intuition began to sprout in his heart. He didn't look at the large red circle marked by Chen Dongpeng, but instead focused his attention on a small town near the coastline on the southeastern edge of the red circle.

"What's the deal with this place called 'Zanbaoyan'?" Chen Feng asked, pointing to the small town.

Chen Dongpeng paused for a moment, then replied, "Zambogan is a port city in the Mindanao region. It's relatively prosperous, but it's also a melting pot of different factions and a place where various forces converge. The 'Abuya' organization often resupply and sell stolen goods here. So, Mr. Chen, do you think Brother Rong is there?"

“My intuition tells me they won’t take the hostages into the deep mountains,” Chen Feng said calmly. “Although the mountains are safe, life there is inconvenient and information is scarce. For kidnappers, hostages are their ‘goods.’ They need to keep track of the outside world to facilitate negotiations and relocation. Cities, especially chaotic port cities like this, are more suitable for hiding. The most dangerous place is often the safest place.”

This analysis sounded reasonable and well-founded, but Chen Dongpeng and Qin Zhen both understood that it was more of a guess.

However, looking at Chen Feng's resolute gaze, Qin Zhen recalled Chen Feng's mention of "telepathy" during their previous phone call. Although he found it unbelievable, years of trust led him to choose to believe his brother's judgment.

Chen Dongpeng hesitated, but he was only responsible for assisting, and the final decision-making power was in Chen Feng's hands.

At this moment, Zhao Jinfu completely regarded Chen Feng as his lifeline and immediately said, "Do as Mr. Chen says! Xiao Chen, contact your connections in Zamboanga immediately, at all costs!"

"Yes, boss!" Chen Dongpeng nodded immediately.

"Alright, let's not delay, let's go." Chen Feng glanced at everyone. "Yi Chuan, Jian Hui, you two go with Chen Dongpeng in one car. I'll go with Qin Zhen in another. See you at the airport."

"Wait a minute," Zhao Jinfu called out to him again, handing him a heavy box. "Mr. Chen, this was prepared in advance by Chen Dongpeng. Safety first when we get there."

Chen Feng opened the box and glanced inside. It contained several pistols, a full magazine, and a few tactical vests. He nodded and handed the box to Qin Zhen: "Keep it safe."

Afterwards, the group split into several vehicles and drove in a grand procession toward Xiuzhou International Airport.

Zhao Jinfu used his connections to arrange a private jet for them to fly directly to the capital of Luzon, and he had already cleared all the checkpoints so that they could bring "special equipment" on board.

On the airplane, inside the luxurious cabin.

Chen Feng and the others sat together.

Once the plane had smoothly entered the 10,000-meter altitude, Qin Zhen finally couldn't hold back any longer. He leaned close to Chen Feng and asked in his hometown dialect, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Feng, tell me honestly, what exactly is this 'intuition' of yours? It's beyond the scope of science. If you don't explain it clearly, I won't feel at ease."

Chen Feng glanced at him and remained silent for a moment.

He knew this issue couldn't be avoided. To brush off a good brother like Qin Zhen, who was upright and meticulous, with such an abstract term as "intuition" would be disrespectful.

He considered for a moment, then said in his hometown dialect, "Ah Zhen, actually I got cancer when I got divorced two years ago. It was late-stage brain cancer. If you don't believe me, I can show you my medical records."

"Brain cancer?" Qin Zhen looked shocked, then looked him up and down, frowning as he said, "You've always seemed so energetic, you don't look like you have cancer at all."

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "I'm not lying to you. I went to several hospitals for tests, and they all confirmed that it was late-stage brain cancer, basically incurable. But fate is so magical. Just when I had completely given up hope and was ready to die, I couldn't die no matter what. Later, I inexplicably won the lottery, then started a company, made money, and became rich. After that, I developed what I call super intuition. As long as I know someone or have met someone, I can sense their approximate location. At first, I thought it was a hallucination, but after secretly confirming it several times, I had to believe it. I suspect it might be related to the tumor in my brain."

After listening, Qin Zhen fell into a long silence. He stared intently at Chen Feng, as if trying to find any trace of lying on his face. But Chen Feng's expression was completely calm.

"So how is your brain cancer now? Are you really okay?" Qin Zhen asked with concern.

“I went to the cancer treatment center in Houston for a check-up last time, and I am basically cured.”

Qin Zhen nodded upon hearing this, let out a long sigh of relief, patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, and said with a wry smile, "You... I really can't understand you anymore. Fine, whether it's a genetic mutation or you've opened your third eye, as long as you're still the Chen Feng I know, that's fine."

Chen Feng felt a warmth in his heart upon receiving his brother's understanding and trust.

He knew that true brothers weren't those who pried into your secrets, but those who stood by you even when you made inexplicable decisions. (End of Chapter)