Chapter 87

Not long after, the room door was pushed open again, and a female soldier came in with a set of clothes. "I picked out these clothes based on the size of what you were wearing earlier. I don't know if they will fit you. Try them on." The female soldier placed the clothes on Mo Zhitao's bedside.

Mo Zhitao looked at the female soldier and said, "Sister, are you going to watch me change?"

"I, I." The female soldier quickly turned her face away from Mo Zhitao. "Put on the clothes. Captain Liu is waiting for you outside."

"Alright." Mo Zhitao changed his clothes very quickly. In just a moment, he had them on.

When the female soldier saw Mo Zhitao in his new clothes, she was secretly stunned. Earlier, Mo Zhitao had been drenched, and she hadn't been able to see him clearly. Now, dressed, his handsome appearance made her heart skip a beat. However, being a professionally trained soldier, she quickly regained her composure.

"The clothes I picked out look pretty good."

"Maybe, but it's because I look good that the clothes look good," Mo Zhitao said with a smile.

He walked out, and Liu Fei was already waiting outside.

"Director Mo, are you alright?" Liu Fei asked with concern.

Now that the leader was resting and recovering, the leader knew that Mo Zhitao had risked his life to save him. He had given the order to do everything possible to bring Mo Zhitao back. Mo Zhitao had been in the room for a few hours, and it was now evening.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "I'm fine. How is the leader doing?"

"He's much better. Can you go see him?" Liu Fei thought for a moment. He now believed that Mo Zhitao's medical skills were even better than Li Sanzhen's, so he wanted Mo Zhitao to see the leader again.

"Sure, I was just about to check on the leader's recovery," Mo Zhitao nodded.

He followed Liu Fei to the room where the leader was staying. The leader was lying in bed, with a special nurse by his side.

When the leader saw Mo Zhitao, he said happily, "Director Mo, I'm glad to see you're alright."

"Thank you for your concern, leader. How are you feeling now?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"I feel very weak and can't move," the leader said frankly.

Mo Zhitao came over and took the leader's pulse. "Leader, your weakness is a result of the surgery. It's nothing serious. You just need to rest for a few more days. I just checked your pulse, and there's nothing wrong with your body."

Mo Zhitao didn't want to prescribe any medicine for the leader, as there were doctors here.

"Right, the other doctors said the same thing," the leader nodded. "Director Mo, thank you for saving me. I won't forget this. If you need anything in the future, just give me a call. Xiao Liu, give Director Mo my private number later."

"Yes, leader," Liu Fei nodded.

Mo Zhitao was secretly pleased to hear this. He had risked his life to save the leader, and now he was finally getting something in return. If he needed help in the future, he could turn to the leader.

"Thank you, leader," Mo Zhitao said.

"However, Director Mo, I must say this in advance: I won't help you with anything illegal. I have my principles," the leader said solemnly.

"Understood, leader. I wouldn't dare to ask for illegal help," Mo Zhitao said.

"I have one more request."

"Go ahead," the leader said.

Mo Zhitao paused. "Leader, can you keep the fact that I controlled your nerve lines today a secret? I don't want others to know."

The leader looked at Mo Zhitao and then nodded. "Alright, I'll make sure they keep it confidential. If anyone leaks it, they will be dealt with according to military law."

The leader also knew that Mo Zhitao had almost lost his life saving him. In this sanatorium, there were other elderly people of similar status, and their health was also poor. If they all asked Mo Zhitao for help, he wouldn't be able to handle it even if he had ten lives.

"Director Mo, the leader needs to rest. Let me take you to get something to eat. You haven't eaten since noon," Liu Fei said, not wanting Mo Zhitao to disturb the leader too much.

"Alright, see you later, leader," Mo Zhitao followed Liu Fei out.

Liu Fei gave Mo Zhitao the leader's private number and also his own. "Director Mo, I would have done anything for you, but I still need to take care of the leader. I'll come find you later. If you need any help, just give me a call. As long as it doesn't violate my principles, I'll do my best to help."

"Thanks, Brother Fei," Mo Zhitao said.

When Li Sanzhen heard that Mo Zhitao was out and fine, he ran over happily.

"Brother Mo, I really admire you. I thought you wouldn't make it through this, but you did."

Liu Fei didn't tell Li Sanzhen about Mo Zhitao's self-rescue, as it was Mo Zhitao's secret. Li Sanzhen, impressed by Mo Zhitao's medical skills, now called him "Brother Mo."

"Old Li, don't be too formal. I was just lucky. Please keep today's events confidential and don't tell anyone," Mo Zhitao reminded him.

"Don't worry, Brother Mo. We know the rules and won't say anything," Li Sanzhen nodded.

After dinner, the car that had brought them was waiting outside. They got in and went directly to the airport. A helicopter took them back to the military airport in Macheng District, where the officer from the morning was waiting.

"Old Li, thank you for your hard work," the officer said to Li Sanzhen.

"Commander Hu, don't be too formal," Li Sanzhen said with a smile. "Brother Zhitao, let me introduce you. This is Commander Hu Xun, the commander of this base and the head of this unit. Commander Hu, this is Mo Zhitao, the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department at Macheng District People's Hospital. He is a very skilled doctor."

"Director Mo, nice to meet you," Hu Xun extended his hand.

Hu Xun knew that Mo Zhitao was no ordinary person when he saw Li Sanzhen take him to Yanjing earlier. Now, seeing Li Sanzhen's praise for Mo Zhitao, he was even more surprised. He decided to try to build a relationship with Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao also extended his hand to shake Hu Xun's. "Commander Hu, nice to meet you."

"Old Li, Director Mo, you must be hungry after such a long flight. I've already had the kitchen prepare some snacks. Why don't you eat before you go?" Hu Xun said.

Li Sanzhen and Hu Xun had a good relationship. Hu Xun's unit was directly under Yanjing, and although he was a battalion commander, his actual rank was that of a regimental officer. Sometimes, Li Sanzhen needed to rely on Hu Xun's unit, so he nodded. "That's a good idea. It's past midnight. Zhitao, let's eat something before we go. I have a good relationship with Commander Hu, and you should have a few drinks with him."

"I'll follow Old Li's advice," Mo Zhitao nodded. He also wanted to make more connections, as it would be beneficial for him. A unit that had its own helicopter was no ordinary unit, and he knew this.

Hu Xun had the guard drive them to the base, where the dining hall was already set up. After Li Sanzhen and the others left in the helicopter, Hu Xun had received orders to wait for them, so he had everything arranged perfectly.

"Director Mo, do you have a business card? Give me one, and we can stay in touch," Hu Xun said, giving Mo Zhitao his phone number.

"I have a card," Mo Zhitao took out his business card. "Please give me your guidance in the future, Commander Hu. I'm just a doctor, so I can only help in that area. Haha, I hope you never need to see me for medical reasons."

"Haha, we don't want that either, but as soldiers, we face dangers all the time, so it's good to have connections like you," Hu Xun said. He had his own sources of information and knew that Li Sanzhen's mission had been successful, and Mo Zhitao had played a crucial role.

"Come, Director Mo, it's late. I'll treat you to a meal another day. Let's have a drink now," Hu Xun filled their glasses.

After all that had happened today, Mo Zhitao felt very tired and wanted to have a few drinks to calm down. They quickly finished the bottle of Maotai, while Li Sanzhen only had three glasses and then stopped.

Because it was very late, Mo Zhitao and the others didn't stay long. An hour later, they got back into their car and left.

"Zhitao, where do you live? We'll drop you off first," Li Sanzhen said.

Mo Zhitao didn't hesitate and told the driver the address of his apartment. When they arrived at the entrance, Mo Zhitao hesitated and said to Li Sanzhen, "Old Li, I have something I want to talk to you about privately."

"Alright, Gao Bing, you and the driver wait outside for a moment," Li Sanzhen said to the front seat.

When Gao Bing and the driver got out of the car, Mo Zhitao turned on the interior light and quietly took out six First-Class Practice Pills from his bag. "I don't know if your Li Family Clinic sells these. If you do, I'd like to sell them through you."

When Li Sanzhen saw the Practice Pills in Mo Zhitao's hand, he was visibly surprised. He took one and examined it carefully before saying, "First-Class Practice Pills? Zhitao, are you an alchemist? Did you make these Practice Pills?"

Li Sanzhen was now very impressed by Mo Zhitao's abilities. There were very few people who were willing to become alchemists these days. If someone was an alchemist, they were even rarer. Not only did they need to be proficient in formulas and herbs, but they also needed a certain level of internal energy. Moreover, being an alchemist was a very dangerous profession, with frequent accidents during the process, so few people were willing to take the risk. Even the large Li Family Clinic only had three professional alchemists.