I arranged to meet Song Tianyao here.
Seeing the two men staring at him in shock, Lin Xiaoda downed his beer in one gulp, then tossed the can far into the sea, smiled faintly, and uttered a sentence in English towards the ocean:
Victory won't come to me unless I go to it.
Lin Xiaoda stared blankly at his Brother Six. The Brother Six who uttered this United States proverb was completely different from the usual Lin Xiaokang, who was impulsive, easily angered, and always willing to make a fool of himself to amuse everyone.
"He'll likely be kept out of the dock, and in the end, we'll all be kicked out by the India too." After recovering from his initial shock, Tang Boqi said to Lin Xiaokang, "I didn't expect to see him again so soon."
Lin Xiaokang pointed to the pier under his feet. "Only here can we say things without being overheard. If Song Tianyao can't even come here, then there's no need to meet him."
Seemingly confirming Lin Xiaokang's words, as soon as he finished speaking, a yacht on the distant sea suddenly turned on its navigation lights, abruptly turned a corner, and sailed towards the dock, leaving a white trail in its wake.
As the yacht drew closer, Tang Boqi and Lin Xiaoda, using the yacht's navigation lights, could see Song Tianyao, wearing a trench coat to ward off the night wind, standing by the railing under the protection of bodyguards.
The three people on the dock slowly stood up and looked at Song Tianyao, who was coming across the sea and getting closer and closer.
Under the moonlight, four young men, each with a different expression.
Chapter 356 Can I borrow your knife?
In the corridor of the Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital, Huang Liu sat next to Uncle Bing on a bench, watching the patients, doctors, and nurses hurrying past. He then said to Uncle Bing was resting with his eyes closed, with a hint of teasing:
"Old man, you're so old, why don't you find a place to retire peacefully and die a good death, instead of working as someone's lackey and errand boy? Haven't you earned enough for your coffin yet?"
"..." Uncle Bing opened his eyes. He wasn't with Lin Xiao qia anymore; he was like a perpetually sleepy, listless old man. He scratched his head, then rubbed a patch of old skin under his shirt. "Young man, your mouth is for eating."
"Tch, you've almost lost all your teeth and you're still trying to act like a master? Is your mouth only for eating? I'll buy you some iron broad beans, can you even eat them? Right now, you can only eat the mushy kind of porridge when you're squatting in the corner. Let's chat while we're bored. Your boss isn't here, and my boss isn't planning on letting me deal with you. Let's just chat. When it's really time for us to fight, then you can act like a master, okay?" Huang Liu's eyes swept over the smooth legs of a female nurse passing by as he spoke to Huang Liu.
Uncle Bing flicked away the old skin he had rubbed off, then slowly pulled a small handful of dry-fried soybeans from his pocket. He took one and put it in his mouth, and immediately a crunching sound came from his mouth. He was obviously trying to tell Huang Liu that he didn't need Huang Liu's help to buy iron broad beans, as these dry-fried soybeans were much harder than broad beans.
"Wow, your boss is so stingy, he only lets you eat soybeans to fill your stomach? My boss is different, whatever he eats, I eat too..." Huang Liu didn't expect Uncle Bing to have soybeans in his pocket, and immediately changed the subject.
Uncle Bing chewed the soybeans and swallowed them, then added at just the right moment, "Song Tianyao eats shit..."
"I'll eat... I'll choose! Old man, not only are your teeth rotten, but your mouth stinks too." Huang Liu glanced to the side, relieved that his boss had gone into the ward and hadn't heard him. "If my boss heard this, you'd be dead. I pretended not to hear just now as a sign of respect for the elderly. How can you be a bodyguard with such a foul mouth? I won't let you curse me, I'm going in to check on my boss."
After Huang Liu finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the ward. Uncle Bing sat on the bench with his eyes unchanged, holding a bean and slowly stuffing it into his mouth.
Inside the ward, Song Wenwen was chatting with Feng Yunzhi. Feng Yunzhi's tracheal wound had been stitched up without any aftereffects, and he was now able to speak again after recovering well. At this moment, with gauze wrapped around his neck, he was whispering to Song Wenwen about going to the movies together when he was discharged from the hospital.
Meng Wanqing, her face slightly flushed, chatted with Lin Yujing. Sister Xiang also chimed in with a smile from time to time. The three of them seemed to be having a pleasant conversation. Lin Yujing was Song Tianyao's third aunt. During this time, Meng Wanqing often came to the hospital to keep her company. She already knew that Meng Wanqing was Song Tianyao's wife, so the conversations basically revolved around three questions: why she wasn't pregnant yet, what she should pay attention to during pregnancy, and that since A-Yao was the only son of the Song Family, and she was older than A-Yao, she should remember to be more considerate of him. These remarks made Meng Wanqing quite embarrassed.
In the living room, Song Tianyao was personally opening the food box and having Nine-Tattooed Dragon unfold the folding dining table, bringing out and setting out the dinner that Meng Wanqing and he had prepared, one by one.
Seeing Nine-Tattooed Dragon staring wide-eyed at the ginseng and black chicken soup in the middle, his hand already grabbing his chopsticks to dig in, Song Tianyao smacked him on the head. "Hey, stewed black chicken, it's not for you."
"Big Brother, I don't have any dietary restrictions, I'll eat any kind of chicken. I've been eating hospital meals every day lately, they're so bland, my mouth is almost tasteless. You're the one who cares about me and brought a whole chicken." Nine-Tattooed Dragon's eyes were only on the black-boned chicken that had been simmered over a low flame and was exuding a wonderful aroma. When Song Tianyao patted him, he didn't even flinch.
Song Tianyao picked up the whole pot of black chicken soup, which finally made Nine-Tattooed Dragon look up at him. Song Tianyao said to Nine-Tattooed Dragon speechlessly, "I know you don't have any dietary restrictions, but this soup was made for my third aunt and Yunzhi. It's good for replenishing qi and blood. You think the hospital food is bad, but you're not broke. Did you ask the nurse to buy you a roast goose leg?"
"No, that would be too wasteful. The meals for patients may be unpalatable, but at least I don't have to pay for them myself..."
"Yes, I think the money patients spend in the hospital is less than the money you, as a relative of the patient, spend on meals while accompanying them. The food is terrible, yet you can eat seven bowls of rice at every meal..." Just then, a nurse came to bring two thermos flasks of hot water for Lin Yujing and Feng Yunzhi. As soon as she entered, she heard Nine-Tattooed Dragon had already become familiar with Song Tianyao, saying that the hospital meals were terrible and that he didn't have to pay for them. So she chuckled and chimed in.
Song Tianyao turned his head and glanced at the young nurse. She was quite cute, with a few freckles on her face that didn't detract from her appearance but instead added a touch of playfulness.