The message came from Fang Yuan, Division Chief of the Third Department, and stressed that no one else could be allowed to know.
Lin Shuguang knew of this trusted aide of Si Qianjun's.
Still, receiving a sudden message from him was indeed somewhat unexpected.
Fang Yuan had not appeared at the bureau for three days. Lin Shuguang did not know exactly what had happened and merely thought Si Qianjun must have sent him on some secret mission.
After all, the Third Department handled intelligence, and Fang Yuan was a renowned intelligence heavyweight.
When he saw Fang Yuan again, a pungent smell of medicinal herbs filled the entire room. Fang Yuan's face was deathly pale, and several layers of bandages wrapped his chest, with faint traces of blood seeping through.
As soon as Lin Shuguang appeared, Fang Yuan gave a self-deprecating chuckle. "You're here."
Lin Shuguang walked over. Seeing his wretched condition, he frowned. "What happened?"
Before Fang Yuan could answer, however, the doctor packing up his medicine chest beside him cautioned, "All the toxins in your wound have been cleared, but you've lost a great deal of blood energy. Rest properly for a while and take more of the medicinal ingredients on the Medicine List I've left you. They can just about help you recover a little, but if you want a full recovery, you'll still need those costly Heavenly Treasures."
"Thank you, Doctor Li." Fang Yuan cupped his fists in gratitude.
The middle-aged doctor shook his head. "Saving lives and treating the injured is my duty. I won't disturb you any longer."
With that, he cupped his fists in farewell, nodded to Lin Shuguang as well, and left.
Only Lin Shuguang and Fang Yuan remained in the room.
Fang Yuan smiled bitterly. "I've made a fool of myself, Brother