The identity of the Secret Service is a double-edged sword. While giving Du Weiguo rights and protection, it also pushed him into an abyss from which he would never return.

Where to go, Du Weiguo's heart was in a mess.

One thing is certain, the revenge for hurting Yang Caiyu must be avenged. There is no need to consider this matter at all. No matter who he is or where he is, he must die.

The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it will die; the phoenix has a weak neck, and those who offend will die!

But how to avenge this revenge must be considered in the long term. You must not act recklessly. If you don't deal with it well, you will really die.

This is no joke, it is already the end of 1965, the New Year is just a few days away, and a turbulent era is about to come.

At this juncture, even if Du Weiguo is burning with anger and his heart is cut by a knife, he must calm down and face it cautiously.

If he were just a person, he would definitely have no taboos and be free to go anywhere in the world, but he is not.

Once he violates the bottom line, the people around him and those close to him will probably be implicated and suffer disaster, and life will be worse than death.

And the most critical point is that for Du Weiguo, the top priority right now is not revenge at all, but finding a way to save Yang Caiyu.

Yang Caiyu's current clinical manifestations are symptoms of a vegetative state, but this is only a preliminary diagnosis given by Western medicine, according to one family.

Guo Fu worked extremely quickly. In a short time, she had lit the stove, the fire wall began to heat up, and there was a hint of warmth in the room.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ahong immediately blushed and smacked her lips in embarrassment. She didn't know what to say. She stood up silently and prepared to help Guo Fu with her work.

Everyone had anxious and worried expressions on their faces, Du Weiguo's heart was churning, he waved his hand towards them and touched Sai Hu's big head.

"Du Chu, where are you going? I'll take you there."

Although Lao Lei's eyes were full of worry and he held a thousand words in his heart, he could only answer this.

At this moment, Du Weiguo was irritable and did not want to continue chatting with Guo Fu. He silently returned to the bedroom, changed into thick clothes, simply packed a bag and went out.

Hu Fei's secretary, Comrade Wu Zemin, quickly opened the door and stepped out of the cab with a polite tone:

Wu Zemin spoke implicitly, but Du Weiguo heard the implication. His eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were hesitant, and he did not speak.

Tang Ahong only had a hint of love for Du Weiguo, but more of a feeling of admiration and respect, which was completely different from Guo Fu.

Wu Zemin started the car and smiled lightly:

Suppressing his emotions, he said in the calmest tone possible:

"It's okay. I'm going to the hospital to take care of Caiyu now. You guys can rest at home for a few days and wait for Hu Si's notification for follow-up work. Lao Lei, please worry more about the recent affairs at home."

This little girl has an extreme and stubborn personality. She has already fallen into the trap, and she has fallen deeply into it. In her heart, she can only pretend to be one person now.

But even he may not be able to cope with the situation of jade mining. The Yama team was attacked before, and two brothers are still lying on the hospital bed in Shanghai and have not woken up.

Du Weiguo had already swallowed the pimple soup in his mouth and replied with his free mouth:

"That's enough, that's enough. Such a big bowl of pimple soup is enough to weigh 1 kilogram. I've been hungry for a long time and it's not good to eat too much at once.

Guo Fu slowly sat next to him, lowered her head, her eyes were red, and her voice was still muffled:

Upon hearing this, the two women, Tang Ahong and Guo Fu, immediately looked at each other quietly, and their eyebrows were filled with joy.

After chatting for a few more words, Du Weiguo put out his cigarette butt, stood up, and gave the order to expel guests:

"Okay, I'm getting ready to go out. You guys should go back quickly. We have five holidays recently. You guys should rest at home for two days and don't cause any trouble."

Seeing Du Weiguo opening the door, Tang Ahong had a flattering expression on her face:

The chess player behind the scenes, with his hands and eyes reaching to the sky, his dark and deep eyes were closely watching Du Weiguo's every move.

It smells very fragrant and the presentation is exquisite. It's Guo Fu's handiwork at first glance. Being able to cook such delicacies in the middle of winter is already the limit.

Wu Zemin stared ahead, without squinting. His voice was very soft, but every word was very clear:

"Du Chu, I know that you are suffering in your heart, and a fire is burning in your chest. However, Hu Si is also suffering, and the fire in his heart may not be worse than yours."

"Tou, Tou, are you okay? What are you doing with your bag, Tou~"

It’s true that the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop!

Du Weiguo frowned slightly. He really just wanted to be quiet now and didn't want to see anyone, but he couldn't pretend to be dead.

As soon as they saw Du Weiguo coming out, the two young comrades were filled with excitement and bright eyes. They immediately took off their gloves, saluted solemnly, and said in a loud voice: "Hello, Chief!"

What this little girl Guo Fu said is really true. Du Weiguo is really under house arrest, and the standards are extremely high. He can move freely, but he is followed 24 hours a day.

"Boss, please eat slowly. You haven't eaten for several days. Your stomach can't stand it if you eat so fast."

Too much to worry about.

"As long as you like to eat, I asked Gou Sheng to buy a chicken from the market and stew it for you at noon to replenish your body."

After a long time, Du Weiguo slowly raised his eyes and took a deep look at Wu Zemin. This is also a talent!

At this moment, Guo Fu looked like a hostess, while Du Weiguo's face looked a little gloomy, somewhat angry.

Tang Ahong also stood up: "Oh, head, then you should pay more attention to your health."

Du Weiguo's mouth was full, and while swallowing, he muttered vaguely:

"Well, it's okay. My body is pretty skinny. Ah Hong, the cooking is good and the food is delicious."

He left the kitchen with the big bowl and sat at the dining table to eat.

Fortunately, Tang Ahong was so blessed that she had already reacted and quickly smoothed things over:

Guo Fu squatted on the ground, with her back to Du Weiguo, her voice was muffled, she must have been crying:

"No, they are too sloppy in their work. It's just this little work, I don't need them. I can do it alone."

As soon as Guo Fu heard the name Yang Caiyu, her expression suddenly darkened visibly. Tang Ahong picked up the topic with a wink:

"Boss, don't be too anxious. I heard from Lao Lei that Director Hu has already invited the Tang expert from Shanghai.

Du Weiguo's heart felt warm, and he stretched out his hand to take the large enamel bowl. He saw the two of them standing at the door eagerly, with no intention of leaving at all.

Du Weiguo took the big bowl to the kitchen and got a pair of chopsticks. He saw Guo Fu squatting on the ground cleaning the stove and said softly.

"Du Chu, I'm not flattering you. Everyone has a scale in their hearts, and justice is in their hearts. I'm not here to see you off, not to monitor you, but to make it easier for you to travel."

Guo Fu put another pot of water on the stove, clapped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, but Du Weiguo was faster than her.

No heavy hammer is needed to play the drum!

Even several big dogs came to him like sharp arrows, wagging their heads and wagging their tails, extremely enthusiastic.

Seeing Wu Zemin, Du Weiguo immediately frowned, his eyes narrowed, and his heart was a little churning.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as Du Weiguo went out, he saw Lao Lei, Gou Sheng, Bart, Bai Yin, and Han Wen all running out of Lao Lei's house.

Du Weiguo sighed secretly in his heart and said in a calm tone:

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and said in a low tone:

"No, I'm going out in a minute to go to the hospital to look at the jade. You can keep it to eat."

"Two comrades, I am going to the hospital to take care of my wife right away, and then I will stay in the hospital. I won't be back in the near future. It's so cold, so you should all leave."

On such a cold day, their faces were all red from the cold, and there was a thick layer of white frost on the brims of their hats and eyebrows.

As soon as I went out, I saw two young comrades wearing military coats and cotton hats, standing straight outside the door without squinting.

"Sure enough, he is as scheming as a sea of ​​​​minds, and he has no plans left!" Du Weiguo said softly to himself.

"Thank you very much, Director Du."

"Secretary Wu, you are just flattering me, but thank you for bothering you so much."

Since someone can use superpowers to turn Yang Caiyu into an unconscious vegetative state, then someone must have a way to restore Caiyu.

As Tang Ahong spoke, she secretly looked at Du Weiguo's eyes, cautiously, as if she was afraid that he would refuse.

"Guo Fu made it all. I don't know how to cook. I, I will help with the cooking. Is it enough to eat? If not, we will cook it again!"

Du Weiguo's jeep was parked at the entrance of the courtyard. It had been covered with a thick layer of ash and snow because it had not been driven for a long time.

Who is Expert Tang in Shanghai? I have dealt with him in Shanghai before. He is a top brain specialist, nicknamed Tang Yidao.

After Du Weiguo finished speaking, he strode towards the Moon Gate.

"Yes, yes, head, you go first, Guo Fu and I will help clean up together."

"Du Chu, please get in the car quickly. I have been driving for 15 years and we are familiar with the roads in Sijiu City. No matter where you want to go, I guarantee you will be fast and stable."

Wu Zemin drove very steadily, and his tone was also very steady, unhurried and unhurried:

As soon as she entered the room, Tang Ahong shouted loudly. Guo Fu's eyes instantly turned red and she complained in a low voice:

"Sister Hong, don't say anything about death or death, it's bad luck!"

"Hmm~"

Du Weiguo was immediately amused by him. Look, look at Secretary Wu's speaking skills. Even if Hu Fei, an old thief, can't catch up, he can't catch up.

Du Weiguo didn't know them, but it was obvious that they knew Du Weiguo and respected him very much.

"Oh, oh, it was a slip of the tongue. Oh, my head, it's really cold in your room. We have to light up the fire quickly~"
To be continued...