The day after Tang Kexin was about to find Tang Ruoxue, Tang Sanguo was being sent back to the fifth floor of the hospital to be imprisoned.
The hospital's reason was very simple, that is, during tests every two days, it was found that Tang Sanguo's condition had improved.
It won't die for at least ten days and a half.
His health index is no longer suitable for treatment in Taiping Xiaolou.
Because the Taiping Building is full of corpses, or people who will die within 24 hours.
Now that the situation in Tang Sanguo has improved and it is possible to survive, it is naturally not suitable to leave him in Taiping Xiaolou.
In addition to security considerations, there is also the need to take human rights into consideration.
Therefore, Tang Sanguo must be sent back to the original isolation courtyard for detention and custody.
Tang Ruoxue and the others prayed repeatedly to let Tang Sanguo stay for a few more days.
This will allow family members and friends to get along well, and will also allow Tang Sanguo to receive further treatment.
Once he is sent back to the small hospital for isolation, I am afraid that Tang Sanguo's condition will worsen again.
However, the hospital completely ignored Tang Ruoxue's request and took Tang Sanguo into custody again according to the rules and regulations.
After Tang Ruoxue begged hard, the hospital allowed Tang Ruoxue to send a pot of Chinese medicine to Tang Sanguo every two days.
Even so, Tang Ruoxue still had to sign a liability exemption agreement.
Once Tang Sanguo dies from drinking medicine or has an accident, Tang Ruoxue, the daughter, is fully responsible and is not allowed to act recklessly in the hospital.
"Ruoxue, go back, don't worry about me, I will get better slowly."
When they separated, Tang Sanguo waved to Tang Ruoxue:
"Don't always apply to see me. The disease on my body is easily contagious."
"If it were passed on to you and you passed it on to Wangfan, that would be bad."
"You don't even need to have someone deliver medicine every two days. You can just leave the prescription to the hospital and let them cook it for me."
Tang Sanguo forced out a smile: "The little nurse who is serving me still has the basics of making medicine."
Each prison yard has a little nurse who takes care of food, drink, and toilets. The environment is much better than Taiping Xiaolou.
"father!"
Seeing that Tang Sanguo was about to separate from herself again, Tang Ruoxue looked very sad.
She was always worried that no one was keeping an eye on Tang Sanguo, and that he didn't take medicine well and didn't cherish his body.
"Dad, you must take your medicine on time and make yourself better."
"When Ye Fan develops a drug to remove the root, you will be completely fine."
"In this situation, you must follow the doctor's instructions and don't act too hot."
She added: "When all your physical illnesses are cured, I will bring Wangfan over to see your grandpa."
Tang Ruoxue has made a decision to convince Ye Fan to save her father at all costs.
Even asking her to kneel down is fine.
She really couldn't stand to watch her father being tortured and killed by the disease.
"Okay, dad promises you that I will never give up on myself again, and I will work hard to live."
Tang Sanguo exhaled a long breath: "You worked so hard to rescue me. If I don't cherish myself, I will be nothing."
"Go back, go back and do your thing, don't worry about me anymore."
"Also, you should be more considerate of Mark and don't always be tit-for-tat with him."
Tang Sanguo sighed with emotion: "You can't be husband and wife, don't even be friends."
Tang Ruoxue nodded: "I understand, I understand, I will get along well with him."
Tang Sanguo looked at Aunt Qing and the others again: "You must take good care of Ruoxue!"
Aunt Qing and Feng Chu responded respectfully: "Don't worry, old man, we will take good care of Miss Tang."
Tang Sanguo nodded with great satisfaction, then glanced not far away, then disappeared through the levels...
Fifteen minutes later, Tang Sanguo was imprisoned back to the small courtyard where he was formerly imprisoned.
Looking at the solid walls, sharp iron mesh, and dense cameras all around, Tang Sanguo sighed.
Later, he sat alone next to a stone table in the courtyard.
He also had a thermos flask in his hand.
Inside is the traditional Chinese medicine that Feng Chu brewed for him according to Ye Fan.
Tang Sanguo opened the lid and sniffed the Chinese medicine, but did not drink it, but slowly poured it out.
The concoction flowed down a tree without making any sound.
What he wants is death, not life. He cannot break out of his cocoon and be reborn until he dies for the last time.
Before Tang Sanguo could finish pouring, a huge shadow blocked the light at the door, like a Mount Tai covering the courtyard.
He said calmly: "Your daughter is very filial, and you just waste it like this?"
Seeing his appearance, the little nurse immediately left respectfully.
The cameras all around were also turned off.
Even the insects and birds in the courtyard fell silent for an instant, as if they could not withstand the pressure of the huge figure.
"This medicine can cure my illness, but it cannot atone for my sins."
Tang Sanguo replied without raising his head: "I have committed too many sins. Only by dying early can I atone for my sins early."
"Why do I feel like you don't want to get better so that you don't have to go back to the crowded prison in Jinyi Pavilion?"
The huge man said calmly: "You have an infectious disease, but you can lie here in this independent courtyard at ease, and you will save a lot of trouble."
"Where is this yard?"
Tang Sanguo looked up at the sky: "This is just a larger cage."
"You should be satisfied with being a human being."
The huge man smiled faintly and stared at Tang Sanguo as sharply as an eagle:
"If I hadn't tried my best to keep you down, you would have been beheaded."
"Where can you live in this separate courtyard? Where can someone treat your illnesses? Where can father and daughter meet each other?"
He sighed: "Do you know how much pressure I endured from Ye Tang in order to let you live longer."
"You don't have to protect me."
Tang Sanguo coughed: "I don't want to live too long. These days are too difficult."
"We can be considered friends. If you are in trouble, I will help you no matter what."
The huge man put his hands behind his back and said, "Otherwise, others will think that I am too ruthless and unjust."
"You are not helping me, you are protecting Jinyi Pavilion's face."
Tang Sanguo revealed the opponent's thoughts sharply:
"Jinyi Pavilion replaced Ye Tang in taking charge of the territory, which is more or less the opposite of Ye Tang."
"This can show that you are different and also show your authority."
"So Ye Tang asked me to die at the third watch, but Jinyi Pavilion decided to keep me until the fifth watch."
He smiled bitterly: "I'm just a little chess piece in your game."
The voice of the huge figure was cold:
"No matter what, I tried my best to keep you alive, and you are still alive today."
"Actually, I can change you to a larger prison that is more comfortable and more comfortable, so that your life can be the same as in a high-ranking sanatorium."
"I can even keep you alive, cure your illness, and let you live the rest of your life in peace."
"Of course, I can't do it to let you go on medical parole and release you to live freely outside."
He said softly: "After all, the evidence that you hired a murderer to attack Zhao Mingyue is conclusive and cannot overturn the case."
Tang Sanguo said calmly: "There is no free lunch in the world."
"That's right, I'll give you a life and give you peace of mind for the rest of your life, but you also need to give something."
The huge figure smiled: "We don't ask for equal exchange, but we always have to exchange something."
Tang Sanguo stopped the thermos pot in his hand: "I am a prisoner, how can I get anything that would interest Master Murong?"
"You have it!"
The huge figure took a few steps forward, but always kept a distance from Tang Sanguo:
"You are an abandoned son of the Tang Sect. You were once in charge of the Tang Sect's hundreds of billions of assets, and you also had access to the Tang Sect's top secrets."
"I believe you must have done some research on Mrs. Murong."
His tone became sharper: "I want to know, where is this old lady's weakness and greatest reliance?"
"You yourself are the abandoned son of Murong, and now you are still the head of Murong Pavilion with astonishing power."
Tang Sanguo's eyelids twitched slightly, and he raised his head to look at the person who was used to hiding in the darkness:
"You don't even know Murong Qin's weakness and biggest support. How can I, a prisoner, know that?"
"Besides, more than twenty years have passed, and what I knew at that time is already outdated today."
Tang Sanguo showed a hint of apology: "So, I can't help Master Murong..."
"I know the weakness of the Murong family."
The huge man's voice became indifferent:
"Even if they change a lot because of me taking over, I still know where the flaws are."
"I just don't deal with old Mrs. Murong, and I will always be on the sidelines. If I touch the Murong family, the old lady will definitely stab me in the back."
"This makes it impossible for me to avenge the hatred the Murong family brought to me back then."
"That's why I need to make Murong Qin, the old lady who married into the Tang family, unlucky so that I can get my justice back without any worries."
"But it's a pity that Murong Qin is like a group of hedgehogs, making it difficult for people to start."
"Even if the Tang Sect is in chaos, she still sits firmly on the Diaoyutai without making any moves or actions."
"Without movements and actions, there is no opening for me to attack."
"So I can only take the initiative!"
"And to take the initiative, you must hit it with one strike!"
"One hit, you must find Murong Qin's weakness..."
The huge man's eyes fell on Tang Sanguo: "I hope you can help me!"
"I really don't know her weakness."
Tang Sanguo looked at the huge man and chuckled: "But I have a friend who may be able to help you."
The huge man became interested: "What friend?"
Tang Sanguo didn't say anything, he just stretched out his finger and dipped a little concoction into it.
He wrote a few words on the stone table.
Dragons and phoenixes dance, extremely clear!
The huge man stepped forward to take a look, and his eyes instantly burst into light...
