Chapter 4

As night fell, a gentle evening breeze blew. Ye Chenfeng, after seeing Wu Xiaofei off, was preparing to carry out his mission for the night.

The security at the military district hospital was far stricter than he had imagined. To enter the military district hospital, one had to pass through three checkpoints, each manned by six armed police officers on 24-hour rotating shifts, without a moment's relaxation.

It was important to note that the patients admitted to the military district hospital were all high-ranking officials of the state or individuals who had made outstanding contributions to the country. To prevent people with malicious intentions from infiltrating the military district hospital and endangering the lives of these individuals, such strict security measures were put in place.

Ye Chenfeng had been observing outside the military district hospital for over an hour. It was impossible to enter the hospital easily. However, using force would definitely draw attention from others. Although his current combat ability was far below what it was in his previous life, he was confident in dealing with five or six armed police officers.

After another hour of observation, Ye Chenfeng finally found a loophole. Every two hours, when the police officers changed shifts, there was a gap of about thirty seconds when the checkpoints were unmanned. He could only use this brief thirty-second window to enter the military district hospital undetected.

Sure enough, after waiting for two hours, the police officers changed shifts again, and Ye Chenfeng took advantage of the thirty-second gap to easily pass through the first checkpoint.

Breathing heavily, with his current speed, he narrowly avoided being detected by the police officers. His heart pounded faster, and he muttered to himself, "It seems this body's physical condition is still too poor. I need to intensify my training from now on. Otherwise, it will take who knows how long to restore my combat ability from my previous life!"

The next two checkpoints also had this loophole. Ye Chenfeng just needed to wait for the right moment and use all his strength to rush through during the thirty-second gap, without making too much noise.

After more than four hours, Ye Chenfeng finally managed to pass through the remaining two checkpoints without any major incidents. He couldn't help but feel a cold sweat, thinking that even the people who set up the security for the military district hospital might not have noticed this loophole. Moreover, even if someone did notice it, it wouldn't be a big deal, as thirty seconds was too short for anyone to use it to break into the hospital. Besides, this pattern was extremely difficult to discover unless one was patient enough to observe it.

Of course, Ye Chenfeng was an exception. In his previous life, he had received comprehensive training from the state, and he had to excel in every aspect because even a small mistake during a mission could cost him his life.

However, when Ye Chenfeng tried to walk into the hospital confidently, he found that there were armed police officers at the entrance who would only let people in with a pass.

After waiting for two hours, Ye Chenfeng realized that there was no gap in the security at the hospital entrance. Entering through the main gate was almost impossible. He could choose to knock out the two police officers, but that would quickly draw attention.

The reason Ye Chenfeng chose to sneak into the military district hospital tonight was to avoid drawing the attention of other major families in the capital.

Ye Chenfeng was now on the side of the hospital. He estimated the height of the third floor and the gaps between the windows on each floor. Climbing up to the third floor by stepping on the windows seemed like a good plan.

He nimbly leaped onto the window of the ground floor, gathered strength in his legs, bent his fingers, and carefully climbed up, jumping from one floor to the next, as agile as a flea.

The windows of the third-floor wards were all closed, except for the public toilet window, which was open. Reluctantly, Ye Chenfeng had to climb in through the toilet window. He didn't know which room 307 was, and he couldn't stand outside and knock on each window.

"Phew—" He side-flipped into the third-floor toilet, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. His leg muscles ached, and his body was extremely tired. He really wanted to lie down and have a good sleep.

After leaving the men's toilet, the corridor was quiet and empty since it was very late. Ye Chenfeng quickly found room 307.

Without knocking, he entered the ward. It was pitch black inside. Just as he was about to feel for the light switch, he heard a sharp "whoosh" sound.

Instinctively, Ye Chenfeng took a step back. The person in the dark let out a light "hmm," probably not expecting him to dodge the punch.

Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to speak, a fierce punch came again. He had to focus all his attention on the immediate danger. He could clearly feel that if he were hit by the person in the dark, it would be no joke.

"Bang, bang, bang!—"

Ye Chenfeng used all his strength to exchange three punches with the person in the dark. He took several steps back, his fists tingling, and he felt a bitter smile. The person didn't give him a chance to speak, and the punches kept coming like rain.

If it weren't for his soul power being at level two, in his previous life, the person in the dark would have been no match for him.

Soul power was a force developed 500 years later, using high technology to inject a certain power into the soul. As soul power increased, one's overall strength would also improve.

In his previous life, Ye Chenfeng's soul power had reached level eight. However, since his soul had traveled back 500 years and possessed a stranger's body, his soul power had dropped to level two.

Soul power was divided into ten levels from low to high.

Due to the poor physical condition of this body, Ye Chenfeng couldn't even fully utilize the power of level two soul power and could only rely on his agility to dodge.

Ye Chenfeng was truly frustrated. He knew that the person in the dark was probably protecting the old man, and he couldn't afford to be distracted. If he was distracted, he would be hit by the person's punches.

Gritting his teeth, Ye Chenfeng pushed his level two soul power to its limit. His body felt a tearing pain, indicating that this body couldn't withstand the peak of level two soul power.

"Bang!—"

He swung his fist with all his might. At that moment, the light in the room turned on, and Ye Zhenhong, who was lying on the bed nearby, was stunned. He stammered, "Chen, Chenfeng, you, how did you get here?"

This punch still made Ye Chenfeng take three steps back, and the middle-aged man in front of him also took a step back.

Ye Zhenhong saw everything clearly. He knew very well that the middle-aged man, Wu Kuiyong, was one of the best in the special forces. His grandson, Ye Chenfeng, was a panic disorder patient, and even without the disorder, he would be easily taken down by Wu Kuiyong. What was happening now?

This was beyond reason. How did Ye Chenfeng get into the military district hospital? If the person who had been fighting Wu Kuiyong in the dark was indeed Ye Chenfeng, then Ye Chenfeng's skills were definitely not weak. Ye Zhenhong's mouth opened slightly, as there were not many things that could shock him, a man who had held a high position for a long time.