Break out of the courtyard

Chapter 879 Is there a bullet to show your respect?
After some discussion, Zhang Heping and Hua Lao finally decided that Heping Hospital and Heping Hotel would continue to operate, but the fee would be charged to elderly people and their families who wanted to receive the Longevity 120 injection, so as to prevent some people from dragging their families to stay there for years.

After discussing the Lifespan 120 potion, which many people were concerned about, Mr. Hua and Mrs. Zheng took their leave.

Putting aside the issue of the longevity potion, other matters can be put off until after the New Year, especially since Zhang Heping is not in good spirits.

So when Mr. Hua used the spaceship analogy to start the conversation, Zhang Heping didn't beat around the bush and directly asked them the questions they really wanted to ask, so that they wouldn't be at a loss for words if asked by others during the Spring Festival.

Zhang Heping handed over the decision-making power to Elder Hua and Elder Zheng, not only to bring them on board, but also to have them share the pressure of distributing the longevity potion.

Of course, Zhang Heping did not give them full authority to decide.

He just said that after the candidate is decided, he will check for omissions and make adjustments, but the final decision still lies with Zhang Heping.

After all, the preparation technology of the lifespan 120 and 160 potions is exclusively in his hands.

After the outsiders left, Tang Xin and Chen Shuting sat over.

Tang Xin hugged Zhang Heping's much stronger right arm and asked softly, "Honey, do you want to go upstairs and catch up on some sleep?"

"Don't sleep in on New Year's Day!" Zhang Heping said with a smile, "Don't worry! I'll be fine in a few days!"

Chen Shuting held Zhang Heping's left arm and whispered softly, "The Wucheng branch just called and said that the five diesel explosion-proof and bulletproof vehicles they urgently built set out at 5 a.m. this morning and are already on their way."

Zhang Heping responded softly, then looked at his youngest son Zhang Hao who ran in with a bunch of red envelopes.

"Dad, my seventh sister tried to trick me into giving her the red envelope, but I didn't fall for it this time!" Zhang Hao put the red envelope on the coffee table, then sat on Zhang Heping's legs and made a face at his seventh sister Zhang Nuo who had just walked in.

Seeing this, Zhang Nuo also came over and sat next to his biological mother Chen Shuting, then turned on the TV.

As other family members returned home one after another, the sofa in the living room seemed insufficient.

"Let's take a group photo!" Ma Xiuzhen suddenly suggested, and received responses from others.

Then, everyone took out their mobile phones and prepared to take pictures.

"Use mine!" Zhang Long excitedly pulled out the modular phone he had assembled himself and said proudly, "My camera lens is specially made in the lab, with a whopping 800 million pixels!"

"Xiaolong, can you develop the photos you took with your mobile phone?" Ma Xiuzhen was a little anxious. He suggested taking photos because he wanted to put this year's group photo into the family album.

"Don't worry, grandma!" Zhang Long put his phone on the TV cabinet and set the photo delay timer while replying, "After we take the group photo, I'll go upstairs and print it out!"

Zhang Nan had spent several years in the capital and understood his grandmother Ma Xiuzhen's desire to preserve the photos. He said, "Ordinary paper photos printed by the printer upstairs are difficult to preserve. They need special photo paper!"

"It's okay!" Zhang Long said nonchalantly, "After taking the photo, just buy some photo paper and print it."

My eldest nephew's wife, Roy, suggested, "I heard that photo studios can now laminate photos. Why not take them directly to the studio to have them printed and then laminated."

Everyone was talking at once, and adjusting the positions of squatting, sitting, hugging and standing.

"Brother, Xiaohu, please move the coffee table away!" Zhang Long was still fiddling with the shooting angle.

After the coffee table was moved aside, Zhang Long called out, "Get ready."

"Don't blink, count to 3 silently!" While Zhang Long was speaking, he had already run to squat next to Zhang Hu.

He also matched Zhang Hu's tiger fist with a Shaolin dragon claw hand shape.

~
Unlike the relaxed atmosphere at the Zhang family's place, after returning to the study in Villa No. 4, Elder Hua, Elder Zheng, Director Wang, and Secretary Chen contacted the capital and started a video conference.

The topic of the meeting was naturally the candidate for the use of the 120-year life span potion that Zhang Heping had just mentioned.

With the popularization of 4G networks and mobile phones, video conferencing like this can actually be held quite smoothly using mobile phones, as long as telecom operators do not limit mobile Internet speeds.

What's more, they have access to satellite communication networks.

After speaking to the projection on the wall for a while, Elder Hua concluded: "That's how it is. Consultant Zhang has handed over the decision-making power regarding the use of the Lifespan 120 drug to us. Does anyone have any questions or suggestions?"

An elderly man with gray hair, whose face was only partially visible, frowned and asked, "Elder Hua, when you say this decision-making power, does it refer only to domestic matters? Or does it include international matters? Could Consultant Zhang possibly plant someone to use the Lifespan 120 drug midway through the process?"

"Domestic!" Elder Hua replied simply, "The Longevity Elixir was developed by Consultant Zhang at great expense; we cannot prevent him from selling it abroad!"

An elderly man, who was probably attending the meeting on his laptop, sat behind a desk and asked the key question, "How much does this 120-year longevity potion cost us?"

"He didn't mention money to us!" Old Hua frowned. "If he really wanted to charge us, there are very few people in China who can afford this kind of medicine that can significantly slow down aging and extend lifespan."

When the attendees heard that it was free, their eyes lit up.

Grandma Zheng spoke up at the right moment: "Just now, Elder Hua mentioned two requirements of Advisor Zhang: first, researchers should be given priority; second, other veteran revolutionaries can be allowed to cut in line depending on their physical condition."

"What do you mean by cutting in line at your discretion?" A voice came from an image where you couldn't see the person's face, only part of their hair and red skin. It was probably someone putting the phone to their ear.

Old Mrs. Zheng explained simply: "It means exactly what it says. My health is not good!"

The old man, holding a phone to his ear for a video conference, continued, "If I ask Harmony Hospital to issue me a critical illness notice, can I jump the queue for the 120-day life span potion?"

“Old Sun, your hearing isn’t good. You can wear headphones during meetings from now on.” Old Hua frowned and said, “As I just said, before using the Lifespan 120 drug, you need to have a comprehensive physical examination at Heping Hospital, as well as some pre-treatment care.”

"In other words, only the diagnosis from Heping Hospital can determine whether you can jump the queue for medication!"

"Hey! After all this time, the decision-making power is still in the hands of Consultant Zhang!" A male voice without turning on the camera sounded, and the words were a bit elusive.

Just as Mr. Hua was about to retort, he was stopped by Mrs. Zheng standing next to him.

I only heard Mrs. Zheng say, "Don't say anything that's not conducive to unity at the meeting!"

"The purpose of this video conference today is simply to briefly discuss this matter. After the meeting, please think about who can be given priority for medication, and then report their identity information and contact details to Professor Hua or to me."

"Wait!" Old Sun, whose face could not be seen, asked hurriedly, "If Heping Hospital examines and deems the 120-day life potion necessary, can we jump the queue?"

"First, compile the list, then adjust the order according to the patients' physical conditions!" Old Hua said in a deep voice. "Also, the examinations and treatments at Peace Hospital will cost money!"

"They're not public hospitals, so don't expect to get reimbursed through public medical insurance and stay there long-term." ...

To the surprise of Mr. Hua and Mrs. Zheng, after their meeting in the morning, before they even had lunch, the guards told them that some elderly comrades at the intersection were going to Heping Hospital for a check-up, accompanied by family members who brought a letter of introduction from the military and a pile of medical records.

Upon hearing this news, Mr. Hua didn't even eat lunch. He said, "I'd like to see who has such good connections," and quickly went out the door.

Old Mrs. Zheng also frowned and walked out, wanting to know who had leaked the content of the morning meeting.

Given the severe shortage of the Shouyuan 120 medicine, spreading the word about the order of medication so quickly would cause a lot of trouble for Elder Hua and Elder Zheng.

There was an ambulance and six black Nissan sedans parked at the intersection of College Road.

When Mr. Hua got off the bus, he only saw a dozen or so middle-aged and elderly men and women, as well as a few teenagers blocking the intersection. He did not see the so-called old comrade.

"Uncle Hua!" A man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties greeted Elder Hua with a smile and stepped forward. "I am Xiao Sun! I visited your home with my second uncle to wish you a Happy New Year!"

Hua Lao's memory was naturally not as good as Zhang Heping's. Looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't recall whether he had seen him before.

On the other hand, Old Lady Zheng was very clear-headed. After reading the other party's letter of introduction, she asked, "Where did you hear that you can come to Heping Hospital for a checkup?"

"It's clearly written in the letter of introduction that I'm requesting the 120-year lifespan potion!"

The old man who called himself Xiao Sun hurriedly smiled and said, "My second uncle said he had a meeting with you this morning and asked me to bring my father over to try."

"Even if I can't use the 120 Lifespan Potion, I can still ask Consultant Zhang to treat my father!"

This man's surname is Sun, and his second uncle's surname is most likely also Sun.

So the question is, the second uncle he mentioned not only leaked the information about the 120-year lifespan potion, but also leaked the news that Zhang Heping had recovered from his serious injury.

Looking at those Nissan cars, as well as the suits, handbags, watches, etc. on these people, it is not difficult to guess that they are not people within the system.

Old Hua had already guessed who had leaked the information, and he made a phone call to Old Sun.

After observing the group's attire and glancing at their medical records, Old Mrs. Zheng only spoke to the group after Old Mr. Hua had angrily reprimanded Old Sun on the other end of the phone:

"You are businessmen. You should go to Hong Kong Peace Hospital and apply for the 120-year life expectancy potion."

"Uncle Hui, Mr. Zheng, please help me for my second uncle's sake!" The old man Xiao Sun bowed and said:
"We originally wanted to take our father to Hong Kong Peace Hospital to ask Consultant Zhang for help, but the hospital recently refused to accept Japanese patients. We were really at a loss, so we asked..."

"Wait a minute!" Old Hua suddenly interrupted the other person, his brows furrowed as he asked, "I remember during the war, Old Sun had a fifth brother who went to study in Japan, and then he disappeared!"

As Hua Lao spoke, he looked in the direction of the ambulance and asked in a deep voice, "Your father is Old Sun's fifth brother, and he even acquired Japanese citizenship?"

As the January 1th explosion continues to ferment, people at home and abroad are hotly discussing how far this incident will develop.

In addition, the Peace Group has blacklisted Japan. Anyone who is not a fool can see the hatred contained in it!
Therefore, the old man, Sun, hesitated at this moment, unsure whether he should tell Elder Hua and the others.

At the same time, this person was also blaming himself for speaking too quickly and blurting out the word "Japanese".

"Go back!" Old Hua turned and left, it was unclear whether he was speaking to Old Lady Zheng or to the young grandson.

"Uncle Hui!" The old man wanted to step forward, but was stopped by two armed guards. He could only shout helplessly:

"We don't ask for a longevity potion. We just want to ask Consultant Zhang to treat my father. Please do me a favor!"

Old Mrs. Zheng shook her head and left, not even bothering to explain.

Judging from Elder Hua's question, the fifth son of the Sun family fled to Japan during the war.

Now he has come back with Japanese nationality, which makes people feel unhappy.

Let alone whether Zhang Heping would meet with them, even if Old Lady Zheng and Old Man Hua knew their identities beforehand, they wouldn't meet with them, let alone Zhang Heping.

This little farce came to a temporary end as the group drove away, and no one mentioned it to Zhang Heping.

~
Yan Wo Yi Community, The Peak, Hong Kong Island.

New Year's Day is supposed to be a festive and peaceful day, but Tang Ren, a 68-year-old old man, went crazy today and insisted on breaking into the underground third floor.

"Uncle, we just called the boss and he advised you not to look at it to avoid hurting any feelings!" Wei Chunqiao stood in front of a group of bodyguards, blocking Tang Ren and preventing him from approaching the armory.

"Ah Hu, what did you say!" Tang Ren started to back out when he heard Wei Chunqiao relay Zhang Heping's words.

However, for the sake of his face, he still refused to leave.

Tang Hu looked at Tang Ming, who was silent beside him, and frowned, "Sir, just say a word, and I can quit my position as the security manager here!"

Wei Chunqiao said coldly: "Tang Hu, I will definitely tell your boss and your eldest son Tang Wei what you said!"

"Oh..." Tang Hu sighed and stood aside.

Today he really couldn't understand why the boss of the Tang family thought of breaking into the armory of Umbrella Security Company!

"Dad, if you want to see this armory, we'll talk to my uncle when he comes back. There's no need to embarrass Mr. Wei and Brother Hu. They're just following orders!" Tang Lie handed a ladder to his father, Tang Ren, and wanted him to retreat.

The third brother, Tang Qiang, was also confused. He had just heard what the bodyguard said about what happened here, so he followed here.

"Dad, my second uncle and the others also wanted to investigate my uncle's weapons and equipment. Are you like him, bewitched by the Magnesian people?" Tang Qiang asked worriedly.

Tang Ren ignored his two sons and looked at Wei Chunqiao again, asking in a deep voice, "Ah Hu won't tell me, so I can only ask Mr. Wei!"

"Are there any fighting bullets in this arsenal?"

Seeing that Wei Chunqiao didn't answer, Tang Ren continued to ask, "I'm not asking for my own safety, but for the safety of this mountain and the entire Hong Kong Island."

"If you don't know how to answer, you can pass my question to your boss!"

(End of this chapter)