Bright sunlight streamed through the window into the simply furnished hospital room. He Ao slowly sat up in bed, lifted his hospital gown, and glanced at the bandages that covered nearly his entire body.
Des's medicine was still very effective. Though his injuries remained, the pain and feeling of physical exhaustion had eased considerably.
He Ao looked at the wristband on his hand. There were quite a few unread messages on it, and he quickly scrolled through them.
The headquarters buildings of the two major conglomerates were being searched for evidence.
After the North City Defense Army surrounded the two conglomerates' headquarters last night, He Ao had also sent the Municipal Police Department over to maintain order and conduct searches.
The City Defense Army was professional when it came to fighting and killing people. The Municipal Police Department was more professional at searching and gathering evidence.
In the middle was a message from Kewei in South City. Besides reporting on the progress of cleaning up the battlefield, he also said that the grain shipment escorted by the Nolanka Group would arrive in the morning.
At the top was a message from Mide in North City. He said that the North City battlefield had basically been cleaned up, most of Scott's surrendered soldiers had been dispersed and reorganized, and that they had found something on the battlefield that He Ao might like. It had already been packed up and sent over.
He Ao replied to each message, saying that he had seen them. At the same time, he sent a new message to the Mayor's Office, asking them to issue entry permits for the Nolanka Group's grain shipment.
Then he stretched slightly, picked up the Brass Cane resting beside the bed, slowly rose to his feet, and headed for the hospital