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When he returned to the hospital, he saw a jeep parked at the hospital entrance.

Song Wen was in the car, waiting anxiously. She had obviously been there for a long time and was getting impatient.

"Dean, please put me down here. Nurse Qian can take my clothes back and take care of them. Is that alright?"

"no problem!"

Dean Miura knew that he was exhausted after performing such a delicate surgery, let alone Zhang Tianhao, who was highly focused and naturally even more tired.

"Thank you!"

"Oh, by the way, this is a thank-you gift from Major Sanyo."

As he spoke, he took out a small box and handed it to him, saying with a smile, "I know you've just started a family and don't have anything at home, so I've taken the liberty of accepting this thank-you gift for you."

"Thank you, Dean. I'll gladly accept it."

He accepted the small box, knowing it probably contained some money or something, but didn't think much of it.

He opened the car door and waved goodbye to the two deans.

Arriving at Song Wen's jeep, he opened the door and got in.

"I'm sorry, someone else needed to perform surgery this afternoon. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Song Wen glanced at the car that drove in, then at the exhausted Zhang Tianhao, and smelled the strong disinfectant odor on him, but didn't say anything more.

"Oh, right, this is a thank-you gift from someone!"

As he spoke, he pushed the small box that he had just taken over back to the other side.

Song Wen was also taken aback when she saw the small box, after all, what did Zhang Tianhao mean by giving her the box?

But I still took it and carefully opened it.

He took the opportunity to open the car door and sit in the passenger seat.

Song Wen let out a soft cry.

"what--"

It immediately drew his attention, and he looked at the small box, where he saw five gold bars neatly arranged. Although they were small gold bars, this showed that Sanyo had indeed given a generous gift this time.

Who sent so much money?

'Major Sanyo! '

"Why would he give you so much money? Did you go to get surgery for him?"

"No, his wife has developed esophageal cancer. We initially thought it was a stomach problem, but it turned out to be the esophagus. We almost got it wrong."

"I see. He loves his wife very much, and the two have a very good relationship. He has put a lot of effort into his wife, taking her to many large hospitals for treatment, but they still can't determine the cause of her illness. I guess he came to you this time as a last resort."

"More or less. I still have some doubts. Dean Miura also told me about the situation."

"You're really incredibly bold, actually using a knife on Madam. Aren't you afraid of causing trouble? Sanyo, I'll chop your dog's head off."

"Heh, is that what you want to see?"

"Of course I don't want that, but seeing you suffer makes me happy, is that wrong?"

"Alright, alright, as long as you're satisfied, as long as you're satisfied."

Zhang Tianhao was speechless. After all, they were still husband and wife in name only. Why did they want him to be unhappy?

However, he didn't want to say any more; saying too much would only make things worse.

"By the way, He An has been arrested, but he hasn't confessed yet. Do you have any ideas on how to get him to do so?"

'No need for further explanation, this person is one of the members of the Toyota team in Japan. The team leader, Kojiro, should be dead by now!'

"The others are long gone."

Hearing Zhang Tianhao's casual answer, Song Wen's expression changed from calm to shock. After all, she never expected that Zhang Tianhao would give her the answer she wanted to know so easily with just a casual question.

"Dead?" "Yes, they're all gone. There were five people in the group, and four of them are almost dead. You even caught the third one. Do you think there's any point in investigating further?"

"Oh, I see. Oshima Muraoka, Oda Jiro, and what's the other one called?"

"Don't bother asking. Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you. You're just trying to trick me into telling you. There's no benefit in it for me. I'd rather die than tell you."

He sat there, closed his eyes, exhaled softly, and prepared to rest.

Seeing Zhang Tianhao's tired face, Song Wen was stunned for a moment. Then, without saying anything more, she slowed down the car and drove towards the Wang family compound with a touch of heartache.

Upon arriving at the Wang family compound, Zhang Tianhao woke up with her encouragement.

"I'm home!"

"Yes, I'm home. Aunt Wang will be here this afternoon!"

"Fine!"

He didn't care, but Song Wen was going to have a hard time. After all, when two people live together, some things are bound to happen.

"Miss, Master, you're back."

"Wang Ma, thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard, it's not hard!"

"That's good!"

The two went into the inner room, changed their clothes, and started washing up at the washbasin.

"Does Wang Ma stay here tonight?"

“If we stay here, Wang Ma will probably have to live in a small house on the west side. She may have already tidied it up. However, we may have to live together.”

"It's up to you!"

He didn't say much, but immediately buried his face in the basin of water and began to wash away the dust and even the smell of various disinfectants.

Meanwhile, he went to the bathroom on the side, filled up with water, and began to wash himself.

Before long, he felt much more comfortable all over, his strength returned, and he even gained more confidence.

"Xiao Tian, ​​shouldn't you shave your hair? It seems a bit long."

Just as he was sitting in the room, drying himself off, Song Wen came in, picked up the towel from his back, and started drying his hair.

"Also, you'll get sick if you wash with cold water. From now on, you must use warm water to take a bath, and you can't use cold water anymore, understand?"

"Alright, you're in charge. You can make the decisions for this family."

"That's pretty much it."

Song Wen smiled and began to carefully dry his hair, saying as she did so, "Move into the room tonight, otherwise Aunt Wang will find out about us. Also, Aunt Wang used to make my bed in the morning. If you don't sleep here, Aunt Wang might tell my mom when we go to work."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"I know you don't like me. If that's the case, won't people say things about you later? That wouldn't be good for you, really!"

"It's okay, I don't make a living off my looks. This is just how things are right now. Besides, if you don't want to talk, why don't we have a proper chat tonight? Tonight might be an opportunity, don't you think?"

"All right!"

He also understood that he couldn't go too far, otherwise she would still be a little unhappy.

"By the way, you're not going out tonight, are you?"

"Go out, there are some things to finish up tonight."

"Then you need to be careful, I'll wait for you."

"Okay!" (End of Chapter)