Break out of the courtyard

Chapter 869 Can you escape?

"Hey boss, that American guy rode off on his bicycle, what do we do now?" The thug who asked the question was carrying an open black backpack with bundles of banknotes showing. He wanted to run away immediately, but he couldn't bear to part with the money he had in his hands, because they hadn't divided the loot yet.

Even if we're going to run away, we should at least divide this bag of money first!

That Jiefang brand truck was obtained by the pimp through connections; he had originally intended to sell it to that rich but foolish American, Taylor.

However, a day after the American drove the truck away, he came back to the pimp and said that if the pimp did him a small favor, he would not only return the truck to the pimp, but also give him 20!
Faced with the 10 yuan deposit offered directly by the American, Chicken Head had no choice but to agree, even though he knew that the Peace Academy had an extraordinary background.

However, after receiving the 10 yuan deposit, the chicken head regained some of his senses. Although he didn't know the American's intention in asking him to park the truck between Peace Hospital and Peace Academy, he knew that the American definitely had no good intentions.

With his limited brainpower, Chicken Head came up with a plan to pay someone to drive a truck over and extricate himself from the situation.

To this end, the chicken head also approached the American guy and, on the grounds that he needed to collect the final payment and was unable to drive, asked someone else to drive the truck over.

To his surprise, the American agreed very readily!
What he didn't expect was that the truck exploded!
Chicken Head couldn't believe it, and still stubbornly raised his binoculars to look at the firelight over the Peace Hospital and the beams of light that suddenly shot into the sky from the Peace Academy.

"Chicken Head, say something!" One of the thugs couldn't wait any longer, snatched the binoculars from Chicken Head's hand, and threw them into the wasteland.

"Let's go!" Chicken Head reached for his backpack. "Let's catch up with that American first. This little money isn't enough for us to risk our lives for him!"

However, although Chicken Head grabbed the backpack strap, he couldn't take the bag away; the other side was still in the thug's hands.

Another thug reached out and grabbed the bag. "Hey pimp, take all the money. What if you run away?"

“Chicken Head, when you asked us to back you up, you didn’t say that truck would explode. That’s the Peace Academy, which is guarded by soldiers!”

"Chicken Head, we've gotten ourselves into this mess because of you, and you're only giving us 100 yuan each? That's not fair!"

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Taylor, who was speeding along on a mountain bike, had one hand free to pull off his wig and the wrinkled fake skin on his face.

The reason he only rode a mountain bike tonight was that his escape route was very short: 4 kilometers south to Shekou Port, and then he would take a boat to leave Shenzhen.

If he drove here, even though a car is much faster than a bicycle, he wouldn't be able to escape to the port safely.

Sure enough, when the roar of a car engine came from Nanshan, the American man decisively stopped his car, picked up his bicycle, got off the road, and walked onto the country path, preparing to take a detour to the port.

Even though the planning team behind this American has greatly overestimated the various reactions after Zhang Heping's attack, they still underestimated how much technological advancement Zhang Heping has brought to the mainland over the years.

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"Night Owl! Night Owl! There is a suspicious person 1489 meters ahead of you who has turned from the road into the farmland. The satellite has locked onto the target and the location information has been synchronized. Please send people to arrest him as soon as possible!"

"Cheetah! Cheetah! Hammer sent me to remind you that you must capture the seven suspicious targets you are in charge of alive!"

"Long worm! Long worm! Hammer, you have three minutes to get to Peace Hospital and defend it. This is a death order!"

Inside a large jungle camouflage tent in the Nanshan military camp, orders were being issued from the mouths of young soldiers wearing headsets.

A stern-faced middle-aged man paced anxiously behind a soldier, glancing occasionally at the four monitors in front of the soldier, which displayed surveillance footage of the Peace Hospital's interior and exterior.

"Hammer, the guards at the Peace Academy have reported that those foreign journalists hiding in nearby farmers' homes may be taking photos and videos in the shadows. They hope we can send someone to intercept them and confiscate their filming equipment!" A young man wearing a headset turned to look at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man, codenamed Hammer, who was actually in charge of the military camp, said in a deep voice: "Have the Cat and Black Snake teams handle this. Anyone who refuses to hand over the filming equipment should be arrested as a suspect!"

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The underground air-raid shelters of the Peace Academy are interconnected, and to the east are the Peace Hospital and the Peace Hotel.

When Zhang Long saw the two burning vehicles, one large and one small, through the drone, his heart sank to the bottom. A complex mix of emotions—confusion, hatred, and impotent rage—swirled within him.

If Zhang Heping hadn't quickly climbed out of the back seat and been taken to the hospital, Zhang Long wouldn't have known how to tell his mother and stepmother about it.

Even now, Zhang Long hasn't mentioned his father's injuries, only saying that his father was on a stretcher and went to the hospital.

He wanted to convey that his father was alright by saying "sitting on a stretcher".

But he didn't consider that with such a powerful explosion, everyone would be worried if his father was injured.

The Peace Hotel was still under special control with so many guards stationed there. How could people not suspect that the explosion was targeted at Zhang Heping when this happened?

So when Zhang Longyi told them that his father had been taken to the hospital, the Zhang family rushed to Heping Hospital through the air-raid shelter.

The team of bodyguards on duty today tried to stop her, but Chen Shuting displayed the authority of the group president, ordering the bodyguard captain to lead the way and threatening him that he would either lead the way or be fired on the spot!
However, when the Zhang family members reached the underground entrance of Heping Hospital, they were stopped by the guards at the entrance.

Just as the bodyguard captain was about to take the opportunity to persuade Tang Xin and the others to turn back, Chen Shuting stared at the two guards with a gloomy expression, "Get out of the way, or I will stop all of Peace Group's investment projects in mainland China. You can't bear that responsibility!"

Although the two skinny, dark-skinned young men guarding the gate usually spent a lot of time training, they knew the importance of the Peace Academy they were protecting, and even more so the importance of the Peace Group, their major financial backer.

Therefore, Chen Shuting's harsh words directly frightened the two young men guarding the goal, causing them to swallow hard.

"Make way! Make way! Let us through!"

"Consultant Zhang sent us. We are assistants at the space capsule remote control center. He told us to go there first; it's extremely urgent!"

Upon hearing this, the bodyguards and members of the Zhang family who were originally blocking the way all turned to look back and moved aside to the sides of the passage.

Then, two elderly men with gray hair quickly walked forward.

"Open the door quickly! Consultant Zhang is seriously injured and needs our assistance for treatment!" The old man in front was so flustered that he didn't even notice the Zhang family members next to him.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin's legs went weak, but fortunately, her children were there to support her.

Chen Shuting had no patience to wait any longer and shouted, "I'll ask you one more time, will you open the door or not!"

The two elderly men who had just arrived turned around upon hearing this and realized that Zhang Heping's family was there. For a moment, they didn't know what to say to comfort him.

The two guards exchanged a helpless glance. One of them took down the phone on the wall next to him and reported the situation to his superior.

Whether the guards were afraid that Chen Shuting would withdraw her investment or wanted the two old men to go up and assist with the treatment as soon as possible, they immediately agreed to open the door.

"Consultant Zhang and his driver are undergoing surgery in the emergency room on the first floor. Please don't worry!" The young guard tried to reassure them, but the Zhang family members and bodyguards passing by the door didn't hear what he said.

After everyone went up to the first floor, they saw two guards at the top of the stairs preventing patients and their families from coming down to see what was going on. Meanwhile, in the hospital lobby, a group of medical staff were blocking the emergency department area.

Looking towards the hospital gate, there were already more than a dozen fully armed soldiers guarding the inside and outside.

"Don't you guys have anything better to do?" A low growl, barely containing anger, came from the emergency room. "Go back and check on the injuries of the staff in each department. Get out of here!"

The shockwave from that explosion was so strong that even though the windows of the Peace Hotel and Peace Hospital are made of tempered glass, many of them were shattered!

The guards and soldiers didn't know what the medical staff were doing there, so they didn't drive them away immediately; they were focused on defending against external enemies.

But the vice president who had just yelled at people thought differently. Although he understood the medical staff's concern for Teacher Zhang, he felt that having so many people gathered around was not a good thing!
"Dean Zeng, is there anything we can do for you? Even just getting medicine from the warehouse or bringing equipment upstairs would be helpful!"

"Yes! Dean Zeng, we're here to help, please don't send us away!"

"Teacher Zhang is so badly injured, how can we leave with peace of mind!"

The group of medical staff who refused to leave were either genuinely concerned about Zhang Heping, or they wanted to make a name for themselves at this time.

Just then, the emergency room door opened, and a nurse came out with a few pieces of paper. Without caring who was outside, she shouted, "People from the burn unit, come here! Departments that haven't been called, move aside and don't delay our emergency room treatments!"

"Hurry up!" The nurse, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, exuded an aura even stronger than that of the vice president Zeng. She immediately made the group of medical staff blocking the door stand on both sides and made way for the dozen or so medical staff from the burn unit to move to the front.

"This paper shows the hydrotherapy pod drawn by Teacher Zhang. Contact Elder Hua and Director Wang, whoever they are, and have the underground base build two units and deliver them within an hour!"

Upon hearing the nurse's words, Zhang Long, who had initially been able to wait with his mother, could no longer contain himself.

"Give it to me, and I can enter the underground base. I'll find someone to build it!" Zhang Long said, and ran ahead.

The young nurse lived in the dormitory building near the hospital and didn't usually have the chance to see Zhang Heping's family at the Peace College, so she didn't recognize Zhang Long.

However, the young nurse didn't pay much attention to that and said to the group of burn unit medical staff, "You guys go and make contact!"

After handing over the note, the nurse, without caring whether Zhang Long and Zhang Hu could help, continued calling out:
"The supplies department, come over here. Within 5 minutes, deliver 1 liters of saline solution and two large bath tubs. Also, prepare another 1 liters of saline solution as a backup. If that's not enough, borrow from other hospitals!"

The commonly used saline solution in hospitals is available in single bottles of 100ml, 250ml, and 500ml.

如果按照100毫升的小瓶算的花，1千升就是1万瓶；哪怕是500毫升的规格，也需要2千瓶。

This quantity might not seem like much in other hospitals; clearing out existing inventory would suffice.

However, the Peace Hospital, which prefers acupuncture and prescribes traditional Chinese medicine, is struggling to keep up with demand, especially at the end of the month.

The people in the supplies department didn't say much. A tall, burly middle-aged man stepped forward, took the note, and called away the supplies department and other logistics personnel to help.

"Has the assistant from the space capsule remote control center arrived yet?" the nurse shouted, her gaze sweeping over everyone in white.

"We're here! We've been here for a while!" The two old assistants who had been blocked at the back hurriedly stepped forward, and the Zhang family members followed along.

"Advisor Zhang asked you to contact Peace Aerospace to urgently retrieve the small return capsule. These are the supplies that need to be retrieved!" the nurse said, handing over another piece of paper and reminding her:
"There's a deadline: the induced pluripotent stem cell differentiation samples must be brought over by noon tomorrow!"

One of the older assistants took the note, glanced at it briefly, and hesitated, "This..."

"Xiao Bei, take a few bodyguards and go with them to handle this!" Chen Shuting said coldly. "If anyone tries to interfere, you can call me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Bei agreed, and then quickly reassured his mother, Tang Xin, "Mom, don't worry! Dad can still command people; with his medical skills, he should be fine!"

Tang Xin nodded and urged, "Go and help first!"

Their optimism stems from their inability to see Zhang Heping's current dire state.

Just as Chen Shuting was about to ask about Zhang Heping's injuries, the nurse called out before she could finish handing out a piece of paper, "Guards! Send someone in charge here!"

"Me!" A middle-aged, burly man standing guard by the emergency room door quickly stepped forward and said, "Just tell me what you need, Consultant Zhang, and I'll have someone take care of it right away!"

The nurse handed the note to the other person and whispered, "When we admitted those five Japanese islanders just now, they didn't agree, saying that it was a minor injury and they could handle it themselves."

"We were so worried about Teacher Zhang's injuries that we didn't pay attention to those five Japanese islanders. Now that I think about it, they're definitely up to something!"

"Teacher Zhang instructed you to use treatment as a pretext to bring them back and keep them in the hospital!"

"In addition, please have the professors in the college form an expert group to cooperate in examining the wreckage of that truck. The explosion point should be the truck's water tank."

The middle-aged guard replied "Understood," took the note, went to the door, and called two guards in to watch over the emergency room. He then went to do what Zhang Heping had instructed him to do.

"Hello!" Just as the nurse turned to enter the emergency room again, Chen Shuting hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, how is my husband? Is he badly injured? Can we go in and see him?"

"This..." Now it was the nurse's turn to hesitate. She glanced at Vice President Zeng, who hadn't spoken, and said with difficulty, "It's not convenient right now. Look, we've even drawn the curtains!"

After the nurse finished speaking, she fled into the glass door of the emergency department.

As the nurse said, the glass walls that were originally meant for interns to observe surgeries from outside the glass partitions were now completely covered by sky-blue curtains.

Just as Chen Shuting turned her attention to Vice President Zeng and inquired about Zhang Heping's injuries, Elder Hua, Elder Zheng, and others arrived.

Seeing that Tang Xin, Chen Shuting, and others were also there, Hua Lao assumed that they already knew about Zhang Heping's injuries, so he asked without any pretense, "How is Consultant Zhang now? Is he alright? Has he been able to use the burn ointment he developed?"

Vice President Zeng was hesitant to speak to Tang Xin, Chen Shuting, and other family members, but after being questioned by Elder Hua, he had no more reservations.

"Advisor Zhang's injuries are very serious, but..."

As soon as the vice dean opened his mouth, Tang Xin's legs went weak and she almost sat down on the ground.

Several female nurses came forward to help, and one even brought a chair from the duty desk for Tang Xin to sit down.

"But what?" Old Hua suddenly realized that Tang Xin and the others might not know yet. Since things had come to this point, he could only press them for more information.

Vice President Zeng hurriedly replied, though his tone was somewhat uncertain, "But Consultant Zhang doesn't seem to be seriously injured; he's still conscious and can guide the medical staff in treating him and the driver!"

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(End of this chapter)