I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

He Fengqing looked at the doctors performing various examinations on Lu Pingsheng, especially the long scar on his cheek that ran across the bridge of his nose, feeling guilty and sighing.

Lu Pingsheng was once rated as one of the new four young masters in Shanghai by the gossip newspapers. He had a handsome appearance, a legendary experience, strong financial resources and most importantly, he was still very young. The photo of him that appeared in the newspaper attracted many socialites.

It's a pity that he got engaged early, and his fiancée is such a crazy and beautiful carnivorous plant that he can only admire her from afar and cannot desecrate her, which adds to his charm.

Now he is as thin as a skeleton, his eyes are lifeless, and he gasps when he speaks. . .

The doctor brought by He Fengqing was very responsible. He not only did an examination, but also carefully studied the medical records written by White and Xue Li.

"Dr. White's assertion is correct. The patient's excitement must have dispelled the blood clot that was pressing on the nerves in his head. The wound has healed well, but his body has been severely malnourished due to not eating for a long time, so he needs to be slowly recuperated..."

He Fengqing looked at the spiritless Lu Pingsheng, frowned and said to Feng Zhenzhen:

"In that case, let Brother Lu recover from his illness. I'll let my eldest brother take care of the search. We'll have news before daybreak."

Feng Zhenzhen did not say that Lu Pingsheng had found Bai Meigui as soon as possible, but instead expressed gratitude and thanked him.

Although he saved his life, He Fengqing had no contact with Lu Pingsheng in the past. Now that he was brought here, he felt a little embarrassed after he finished speaking.

What he felt even more sorry about was where that little brat Wei Miao was now. What was she doing taking people to that messy place at Shilipu Wharf?

When Wei Miao entered the door, he bumped into He Fengqing who was about to go out.

"Mr. He, it's just dawn. What are you doing here? Is something wrong with Brother Lu?"

Before He Fengqing could answer, he saw the little brat running past him.

He rubbed his eyes and asked Zhu Wang beside him, "Is it that boy? Am I seeing things?"

Zhu Wang nodded, "Second Master, it's Young Master Wei."

Ever since Wei Miao saved their lives at the French Concession checkpoint, Zhu Wang and Luo Xing have looked at the young man with new eyes.

From the former Mr. Xiao Wei to the current Young Master Xiao Wei, they have never seen someone who can save people from the French army with just a few words.

If He Fengqing knew that they were thinking this way, he would definitely pull them by the collar and ask: Isn’t the gold my brother gave you money to buy your life?

When Wei Miao entered the room, his eyes were red. Yang Qiushi, who was holding a bowl of porridge, almost dropped the bowl. He opened his mouth several times, but felt like his throat was blocked by cotton and he couldn't make any sound.

"Brother Yang."

After Wei Miao greeted him, he immediately saw a man lying on the sofa with a hideous scar on his face.

"Shh!"

Feng Zhenzhen, who was dozing off on the sofa, opened her eyes and saw the little brat staring at Lu Pingsheng in a daze.

"Ah Miao~"

Lu Pingsheng suddenly opened his eyes and saw a blurry figure standing diagonally opposite him.

"Is that A Miao?" He waved his arms and spoke weakly.

Wei Miao blinked. Brother Lu’s skinny cheeks were not obvious in the secret room, but after he came out, he looked like a skeleton covered with human skin.

Her gaze fell on the scar that twisted from one corner of the eye to the other side of the jawline. Curiosity flashed in her eyes. It was still fine when she went out yesterday, but how come there was a scar today that looked so real?

"Oh, where have you been? Brother Nong Lu was awakened by the news of your disappearance." Feng Zhenzhen caught a glimpse of He Fengqing who had returned, and spoke quickly.

Wei Miao was so smart that his eyes turned red. He rushed to Lu Pingsheng in three or two steps and started crying.

Lu Pingsheng, who had a thousand words to say, simply rolled his eyes and fainted.

The doctor He Fengqing brought with him happened to examine him skillfully. "His body was weak to begin with, and he fell asleep after the great sorrow and joy."

Wei Miao lay on the sofa awkwardly, his hand still pressing on Lu Pingsheng's good leg. Should he cry or not?

"Dingling bell~"

The phone in Lu Pingsheng's hand broke her embarrassment.

"Lu Pingsheng, someone at the dock said that Ah Miao was 'moving stones' by two hooligans."

Bai Meigui's voice on the phone was no longer lazy as usual, but had a hint of urgency.

The trafficking of girls is called "picking mulberry leaves" and that of boys is called "moving stones". This is an illegal activity that is tacitly allowed at the docks, and even big gangs like the Green Gang will directly participate.

"I asked someone and found out that the two people who took Ah Miao away are veterans. They will show up tonight at the latest. I have arranged for them to rescue Ah Miao tonight..."

Bai Meigui didn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone and continued to talk about the situation and arrangements she had.

"Miss Bai, I'm fine." Wei Miao replied with a smile.

It took Bai Meigui a while to react, "Is it A Miao?"

"I felt someone covering my mouth, and then I knew nothing. I woke up in the middle of the night and lay on the broken boat at the dock. It was almost dawn when I got a rickshaw to go home."

Bai Meigui's words reminded Wei Miao that there were many people at the dock and anyone who cared enough to investigate would be able to find out exactly how she disappeared.

Since Brother Lu has found Bai Meigui, he will find other people. It seems that he is destined to leave a tail this time.

I just hope no one is smart enough to associate it with her.

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Yukiko Matsui stared at the disheveled Qiu Niang and reached out to touch her chin.

"Akinako, you are the one I value the most among all the girls. I didn't ask you to serve others like Masako and the others, but to manage the Matsui family's assets. Why did you make such a big mistake?"

Yamamoto Akina lowered her head in shame, revealing her snow-white neck, which looked like it would break if pinched lightly.

"Tell me everything again in detail."

Yukiko Matsui knelt in front of Akina, staring at her calmly with her bloodshot eyes.

Akina Yamamoto began to tell every little thing that happened after nightfall, and after listening, Yukiko Matsui began to ask questions.

"You mean, Professor Oda of Dobun College who was burned to death picked up a woman on the island?"

Yamamoto Akina nodded respectfully, "A very charming and enchanting woman, the guest she was accompanying was the one who was bitten by a venomous snake and died on the way to the hospital!"

"Where is that woman?" asked Yukiko Matsui.

Yamamoto Akina said: "He was detained."

Yukiko Matsui lowered her eyes and thought, feeling that she had overlooked something.

The sound of insects in her ears suddenly reminded her. She suddenly leaned forward, stared at Yamamoto Akina and said:

"Tell me again how those people from Tongwen College were bitten by insects."

After Yamamoto Akina told the story again, she saw that Matsui Yukiko had a very strange expression, so she carefully suggested:

"Ms. Yukiko, these are the stories I heard from the people involved. They are not complete. There are still people alive who are being treated in the Army Hospital. Their stories may be more true."

Matsui Yukiko came back to her senses, with contempt flashing in her eyes, "What can a bunch of losers who are only obsessed with women's skirts and breasts say differently? Bring the women who were there to see me after dawn."

"Hi!" Yamamoto Akina nodded in agreement.

After seeing off Akina Yamamoto, Yukiko Matsui stood up and walked to the window, looking at the white sky in the distance, muttering to herself.

"If that's the case, everything will make sense."

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