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The next morning, at a private hospital in Beijing.

Ming Jing'er stood at the door of Zhao Silu's ward, holding a cup of hot Americano she had just bought from the coffee shop downstairs, preparing to push the door open and go in to change shifts.

But she had only taken two steps when she suddenly stopped.

An invisible pressure surged from the end of the corridor like a tide.

The oppressive aura wasn't intense, but it carried a suffocating heaviness, like an invisible mountain pressing down on one's heart, making it hard to breathe.

Ming Jing'er felt as if her legs were filled with lead, making every step incredibly difficult. The flow of her internal energy also became sluggish, as if it were being suppressed by some powerful force.

She struggled to lift her head and saw a middle-aged man in a dark gray Zhongshan suit slowly walking towards her at the end of the corridor.

The man was about forty years old, tall and straight, with a sharp, angular face and an imposing presence.

His steps were steady and composed, each step seemingly on some unseen rhythm, giving people a strange sense of pressure.

His gaze was calm as still water, but when it swept over Ming Jing'er, she felt as if she were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.

Ming Jing'er's hand holding the coffee cup trembled slightly. She wanted to step forward to stop him, but found that her body simply wouldn't obey her commands.

She gritted her teeth and forced out a few words: "Stop...stop..."

The middle-aged man stopped, glanced at her, and asked in a flat tone, "Are you Zhan Xier's disciple?"

Ming Jing'er felt an invisible force lifting her chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet the person's gaze.

She saw the face clearly, and her pupils suddenly contracted!

She had seen this face countless times in the military's confidential files!

Secretary General of China!

Lose your mind!

Shi Lezhi ignored her and went straight into the ward.

Ming Jing'er's body went limp, and she slid down to the ground against the wall, the coffee cup in her hand falling to the ground, spilling brown liquid all over the floor.

A deep sense of frustration and guilt welled up inside her!

I couldn't even stop them for a second!

Inside the ward, Zhao Silu was leaning against the headboard, drinking porridge.

As she looked up to speak, she met a pair of deep, unfathomable eyes.

The bowl of porridge in her hand almost slipped from her grasp.

The man's aura was so powerful that Zhao Silu felt like a little rabbit being targeted by a tiger, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

She opened her mouth, wanting to call out, but found that her voice seemed to be blocked in her throat and she couldn't make a sound at all.

Shi Lezhi didn't look at her; his gaze passed over her and landed on the sofa by the window.

Su Hao was sitting there, holding a book in his hands, seemingly completely unaware that someone had come in.

Shi Lezhi stood in the room for a moment, and seeing that Su Hao still did not look up, he walked to another sofa and sat down.

"Your state of mind is quite good," Shi Lezhi said first, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Knowing it was me, you were still able to read so calmly. In that respect, you've inherited some of my good manners."

Su Hao turned a page of his book, not even looking up, and said, "Secretary-General Shi is so busy with official duties, how come he has time to visit such a small place?"

Shi Lezhi leaned back on the sofa, his gaze sweeping around the ward, and slowly said, "Come see my son."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Silu, who was sitting on the bed, was completely stunned.

She stared wide-eyed at Shi Lezhi, then at Su Hao, her mind blank.

son?

Is Su Hao Shi Lezhi's son?

These two mortal enemies, locked in a life-or-death struggle, are actually father and son?

Su Hao finally put down his book, looked up at Shi Lezhi, and asked calmly and coldly, "Finished reading? Can you leave now?"

Shi Lezhi did not get up, and continued, "When I first met your mother, she was a student at the Medical School of Beijing University. She was very beautiful, and when she smiled, her eyes would curve into two crescent moons, making it impossible to look away."

Su Hao's gaze flickered slightly, but his face remained expressionless.

"Meeting her was the greatest blessing and the greatest misfortune of my life." Shi Lezhi's tone remained calm, but a complex emotion flashed deep in his eyes.

"My insistence on getting rid of you when you were an infant was also related to her."

Su Hao was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up, walked to the door, and opened it: "Are you done talking? If you are, please go back."

You are not welcome here.

Shi Lezhi looked at his aloof attitude, but he was neither angry nor said anything more.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, paused at the door, and said with his back to Su Hao, "If you want to know what really happened back then, you can come find me. I'll be waiting for you anytime."

After saying that, he strode out of the ward and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After he left, the oppressive aura that had enveloped the entire floor dissipated.

Ming Jing'er got up from the ground and rushed into the ward, looking at Su Hao with a face full of guilt, saying, "Uncle Su, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop him..."

Su Hao waved his hand, his tone calm: "It's not your fault. His strength far exceeds your imagination. It's normal that you couldn't stop him. You can go out now. I have something to say to Miss Zhao."

Ming Jing'er nodded, left the ward, and closed the door behind her.

Only Su Hao and Zhao Silu remained in the ward.

Zhao Silu was still in shock, and it took her a long time to come to her senses. Her voice trembled with disbelief: "Su Hao... Shi Lezhi... is your biological father?"

Su Hao walked back to the window, picked up the book again, and said calmly, "In biology, yes."

"Then you guys..." Zhao Silu didn't know what to say.

"Why did you...?"

"Why must father and son kill each other?" Su Hao finished her sentence for her, then added casually.

"Because he wanted to kill me when I was a baby. As for other reasons, I don't know, and I don't care."

Looking at his calm profile, Zhao Silu felt a surge of indescribable sorrow.

She opened her mouth, wanting to comfort him, but found that she had no idea how to start.

Su Hao put down his book, took out a box of ointment from his pocket, and walked to Zhao Silu's bedside: "Let's not talk about that anymore. Here, let me apply the medicine for you."

He opened the cap of the ointment, and a refreshing herbal aroma wafted out.

Su Hao dabbed a little ointment with his fingertip and carefully applied it to a wound on Zhao Silu's arm.

The moment the ointment touched her skin, Zhao Silu felt a cool sensation seep into the wound, and the previously aching pain immediately subsided.

What surprised her even more was that the originally hideous wound was scabbing over and falling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing tender new skin underneath!

"What... what kind of medicine is this? The effects are amazing!" Zhao Silu exclaimed.

"I made it myself," Su Hao replied casually as he applied the medicine to her.

"Use it consistently for a week, and all the wounds on your body will disappear without leaving any scars."

As Zhao Silu watched Su Hao intently applying the medicine to her, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

She suddenly realized how wonderful it was to have someone who cared for her so much!

......

Xingjia.

Sachiko walked quickly into her younger brother's room and saw Sachiko lying on the bed playing on her phone, looking completely carefree, unaware that she was in deep trouble.

"Cai Zhe! You still have the mind to play on your phone?" Sachiko snatched his phone away, her tone urgent.

"I've already arranged the itinerary for my trip abroad, we're leaving tonight! You should go to Southeast Asia to lay low for a while, and come back once things have calmed down here!"

Xing Caizhe sat up lazily and said dismissively, "Brother, is it really that serious? He's just a deputy director of the Military Affairs Department. What can he possibly do to me in the capital?"

"Do you even know who he is?" Sachiko wanted nothing more than to slap her ignorant younger brother awake.

"He's Baili Xuanyi's disciple! He's the one who dared to challenge Shi Lezhi! Back in Jinling, he single-handedly wiped out the entire Guang family! Do you think your meager skills are even worth a second to him?"

Xing Caizhe shrank back after being yelled at by his older brother, but still stubbornly insisted, "Then... if I run away, won't I look like a coward? How am I supposed to get along in this industry afterward?"

"What's the point of saving face if you're dead?" Sachiko was so angry that the veins on her forehead bulged.

Are you coming or not?

Seeing that his older brother was truly angry, Xing Caizhe finally became a little scared. Reluctantly, he got out of bed and muttered, "Let's go... I'll leave, okay...?"

Without saying a word, Sachiko grabbed her younger brother and headed outside.

The two drove to Beijing International Airport. Along the way, Sachiko kept urging the driver to go faster, afraid of being late.

But when they arrived at the airport, what they saw chilled them to the bone...