"Thud thud thud thud," the knocking on the door was somewhat urgent.
Before Song Lili could speak, Qi Yong was already about to push the door open. Seeing the three people sitting on the bed, he was startled for a moment, but soon recovered and said to Lu Ziqing,
"Sir, Mr. President has arrived at the hospital, saying he wants to visit the wounded soldiers!"
The soy milk that Song Lili had just sipped spewed out entirely!
Lu Ziqing looked at the soy milk on his hospital garment, blinked, and looked at Song Lili, puzzled.
Song Lili hurriedly pulled out some tissues and passed them to Lu Ziqing to wipe, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to... Eek!"
In her haste, she immediately tugged at her wound, the pain causing her to frown deeply.
Lu Ziqing sighed, got off the bed, and cleared the table, putting things aside to let her lie down properly,
"Mr. President is coming to visit the wounded soldiers, not you. Why are you so agitated?"
Song Lili swallowed and quickly said to Lu Ziqing,
"I don’t want to see the President."
Lu Ziqing raised an eyebrow, "You speak as if the President wants to see you."
Song Lili hastily changed her wording, "I mean, for someone like Mr. President, just seeing him would make me nervous and shaky for quite a while... Plus—"
"You’re overthinking it."
Lu Ziqing patted Song Lili’s head, "Someone of his stature won’t be walking into your ward."
It was his command, whether hostages lived or died, to capture the insurgents at all costs.
Still, Song Lili felt uneasy inside.
She really didn’t want to face Wen Nian at this time...
"Xiaocao, stay with your sister, and don’t leave the ward."
Lu Ziqing, leaning on crutches, left the ward with Qi Yong.
"How come he’s here just like that? Weren’t there any prior messages?"
Lu Ziqing furrowed his brows, puzzled.
Qi Yong had been frightened by the news of Mr. President’s visit to the Xilin Military District Affiliated Hospital five minutes ago, shocked by seeing Lu Ziqing with Tang Xiaohua and Tang Xiaocao on the same bed a minute ago, and now startled by Lu Ziqing’s composure.
That was... the President!
What was with Commander Lu’s look of distaste and annoyance, as if his good time had been ruined?
"Mr. President arrived in Xilin this morning. It was only mentioned that he would visit the military region; coming to the military hospital was... on a whim."
Lu Ziqing huffed, "On a whim... then everyone has to revolve around him."
Hearing Lu Ziqing’s words, Qi Yong couldn’t help but tremble a little.
Lu Ziqing’s phone rang, he glanced at it, and answered,
"Commander Shen... understood, I’m on my way."
After hanging up, Qi Yong hastily asked, "Where are we going now?"
"To the VIP room upstairs."
"The, the President, is he already upstairs?"
Lu Ziqing stopped, took a deep breath, and looked at Qi Yong,
"Lieutenant Qi, when you were lecturing me these past days, you seemed to have a lot of guts. Now you start trembling just hearing the word ’President’. Do you still have the nerve?"
"Sir, how can these be the same..."
"If you’re scared, then don’t follow me. Go do whatever you need to do!"
Qi Yong eagerly clung to Lu Ziqing, "It’s rare to get a chance to see Mr. President in person... Even if I’m scared, I have to rise to the challenge!"
Lu Ziqing glanced at him.
The VIP reception room, the entire floor sealed off, the President’s Guard lined up along the corridor outside.
"Commander of Xilin Military Region, Captain Lu Ziqing, requesting to see Mr. President."
Lu Ziqing took out his military ID.