Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 456 Zhang Huaiyi, are you hiding again? I must tell Master!

When he got there, Zhang Huaiyi still hadn't gotten out of bed.

Although he was very good at hiding, no matter how well he hid, he was not as deep as Zhang Zhiwei. Not to mention now, after he realized the origin of the Qi body, he could only say that he had surpassed Wu Gensheng.

It has only been a short time since they ambushed the Bihe Ninjas and fought a fierce battle. Even Zhang Zhiwei has not recovered yet, let alone Zhang Huaiyi.

Zhang Zhiwei had to personally pour a cup of tea for He Songling, put it in his hand, and asked anxiously: "What happened to you later? Come on, tell me."

He Songling did not hide it, which was a good thing. He might not be so detailed about other things, but he could talk about killing countless Japanese devils until he was old.

As He Songling was talking, Zhang Zhiwei kept exclaiming. "Oh my." "Wow!" "Great!" "Very good!" "Well done!" "What a shame, what a shame."

At the end, he sighed and said, "The Tang Clan is a group of good men. They kill people for a living, but when it comes to the real thing, they are not vague at all. They talk about business, but they do things for morality.

When the Tang Sect was communicating with Longhu Mountain, I also met the old leader of the Tang Sect and the brother Li Ding. When I didn't want to hear from him anymore, he was gone. If I have the chance to go to Sichuan, I will pay tribute to him. And that master, he was able to survive in that situation, he is really a god."

"He is not dead, he is lying in this hospital. Otherwise, you can ask him yourself after he leaves the ICU in a few days." He Songling actually wanted to know how Tang Jiaren survived. Although he had some guesses, he was not there in person, so he needed to confirm it with the person himself.

Now Tang Jiaren is still in the ICU for emergency treatment. Theoretically, apart from medical staff, no outsiders are allowed to visit him, not even He Songling. This makes him feel itchy like a cat's claws, and he regretted many times why he had come up with such a thing.

ICU originated from the time of Florence Nightingale, the ancestor of nurses. She once set up a separate ward for patients after surgery to observe and care for them more closely. The real prototype was set up in a hospital in the United States in 1923 to feed critically ill neurosurgery patients. It was regarded as a symbol of the beginning of ICU.

The real ICU did not appear until after World War II. Due to the impact of poliomyelitis, it was necessary to provide rescue and artificial ventilation at the same time. After continuous development and guidance of medical papers, it was finally officially created in Denmark in 1953.

However, something like an ICU does not require a technological leap, especially the people at the Nisheng Group Medical Company. Their medical skills are all up to par. The only thing they lack is the concept of individual rescue and observation, as well as a large number of manpower.

This didn't matter to He Songling, as he had plenty of money. He had already explained the concept of the intensive care unit to John and Fleming in advance, saying that the effect of penicillin on the human body needed to be observed at all times and could not be measured in days or hours.

The doctors didn't care, of course. He Songling was the one paying for it. If you have the money to hire someone to observe the patient 24 hours a day, that would be a better thing for our medicine. So the prototype and establishment of the ICU was advanced by He Songling by more than ten years.

It must be said that He Songling's proposal saved the lives of many seriously ill patients who would have died in this era. If not for many more, Tang Jiaren might not have survived. However, it was also for this reason that he was not even given the privilege of visiting Tang Jiaren himself, which made him regret it deeply.

"Well, Senior Brother, Senior Brother He, if he doesn't come out, you guys can go in." Zhang Huaiyi couldn't sleep because of the noise of these two gossiping maniacs. He wanted to kick He Songling out immediately. After thinking a little, a bad idea came to his mind. "Uh... why are you looking at me?" After Zhang Huaiyi finished speaking, he suddenly saw that He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei both looked at him, and he felt nervous.

"Huaiyi, the old man almost died and is being treated in the hospital. No matter how anxious we are, how can we treat him like this?" Zhang Zhiwei looked at his short junior brother in shock. "You big-eared fellow, you have learned bad things after traveling in the mountains for so many years!"
Zhang Zhiwei made up his mind that he must report the matter to his master and give him a good lesson.

"Ah this..." Zhang Huaiyi was stunned, and then shouted in his heart: "It's over!"

Zhang Huaiyi was also not so smart because he had not yet recovered from his serious injuries. Besides, Zhang Zhiwei was conspiring with He Songling, which made him subconsciously think that no matter how outrageous his ideas were, they would not be considered outrageous. How outrageous could they be?

He didn't speak freely, but just said it casually. Who knew that Zhang Zhiwei, with his squinty eyes, would make a big deal out of it.

If Zhang Jingqing really heard about my thoughts, he would have to interrogate me about who I had met before I went down the mountain. If he did, how could I hide the fact that I had met the head of Quanxing Sect, Wu Gensheng?

That’s right, at this stage, Zhang Huaiyi had only had a brief contact and fight with Wu Gensheng for the first time. It was not until later that he discovered that Wu Gensheng could help him break through and become an enlightened being, and thus he clung to Wu Gensheng like a dog-skin plaster.

He didn't even know that the mysterious man was the head of Quanxing Sect, Wu Gensheng. He just listened to He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei talking for a long time, and compared Wu Gensheng's work style and appearance with the man he met, he knew what was going on. But Zhang Huaiyi hid it so well that no one noticed that he was different.

But it was useless for him to hide it now. If Zhang Zhiwei really wanted to report it, he still remembered how Zhang Jingqing forced him to reveal his true feelings. He didn't want to go through that experience again. Although he liked the atmosphere of Longhu Mountain and treated his master and fellow apprentices as his own people, in the final analysis, he didn't treat them as close friends.

No.

Zhang Huaiyi suddenly felt a sense of crisis. But since He Songling also knew Wu Gensheng, could he ask him to cover for him?

Zhang Huaiyi knew that dealing with a psychopath like He Songling was not an easy task. If he was not careful, the result might be worse than letting Zhang Zhiwei report directly to his master and tell his master that he was "hiding" again.

But Zhang Huaiyi not only has a hidden nature, but also a gambling nature. When he can no longer hide, he is willing to take a gamble. Just like his last battle in his old age, he brought out almost all those who coveted the source of the Qi body and tried to annihilate them all in one battle.

So Zhang Huaiyi turned his head to look at He Songling, but unexpectedly, He Songling was also looking at him.

"Hey, you're right!"

(End of this chapter)