Chapter four hundred and eighty third care from afar
"According to the estimated time, the medicine has been shipped to Liberia. There should be news about the plague whether it is in the news media or on the Internet."
Feng Yanran lowered her head and pondered for a moment before continuing: "But until now, we are still secretive about the plague..."
"Okay sister, they cover up as much as they like, what does that have to do with us?"
Ouyang Ting glanced at the TV screen and continued: "We paid for it and shipped the medicine to them. These are all done according to Zhang Yang's ideas. What else do you have to worry about?"
In her opinion, since Zhang Yang could have a hemostatic powder formula, not to mention curing a brain-dead patient in the Three Kingdoms Invitational Tournament, this in itself demonstrated his superb medical skills.
This time he went to Liberia with many domestic experts. Since he dared to ask for billions of medicines, he must have found a way to suppress the plague, so he felt that his cousin's worries were somewhat unnecessary.
It is undeniable that her view of Zhang Yang has changed, especially after knowing that he helped the company turn the crisis around, she even felt more grateful.
"Those medicines only delay the worsening of the plague. Zhang Yang was also motivated by good intentions, so he started to think of ways to make money on his own. They are not medicines to treat the plague at all."
Feng Yanran sat up straight, let out a long sigh and continued: "If it were really a medicine to cure the plague, the Chinese government and even other countries would have rushed to pay for the medicine. Who else could it be? The situation in Liberia is unstable.
There are constant internal affairs, and he is so pushy, sooner or later he will suffer."
She knew Zhang Yang's character very well. Although he seemed careless, he was very kind. After seeing the poverty and plague of the people there, she impulsively opened her mouth to borrow money.
Otherwise, given his character, even if others ask him to give him money, he may not be willing to take it...
"Will he suffer? Good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. There's no need to worry about him."
Ouyang Ting pursed her lips with a look of disdain, obviously remembering Zhang Yang's ruffian-like appearance and continued: "When we go to Liberia this time, we are all doctors and experts. They must know how to isolate the plague. As for safety, you are even less sure.
You need to worry, I heard that the peacekeeping forces over there are special forces and will protect them."
"Is he a bad person?" Her comfort made Feng Yanran feel relieved and she asked with a giggle.
Concern is inherently sad, and worrying about Zhang Yang makes her always think in the wrong direction.
Being busy with company affairs every day and having no one to talk to makes me become worried, which is completely different from the decisive and confident CEO in the past.
"Although he is not a bad person, he is not a good person either." Ouyang Ting thought for a while and answered playfully.
"Okay, okay, it's time. Let's go to bed after watching the news."
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Subtitles of international news began to flash on the TV screen. Seeing her cousin's serious look, Ouyang Ting was too embarrassed to joke anymore and could only sit on the sofa to accompany her.
After playing the international news for a while, it was not painful. There were national leaders visiting each other everywhere, smiling faces, shaking hands and cooperating again and again. It seemed that the entire world was in a harmonious and stable atmosphere, which made the two of them feel sleepy.
A short message is broadcast below:
Our station has received the latest news. In the early hours of the morning local time in Liberia, local fanzhengfu armed forces took advantage of heavy rain to launch a sudden attack on a team of international medical aid workers. As of now, a total of 37 peacekeepers and medical aid workers from various countries have been killed. The local government has rescued
People are still searching, and no survivors have been found so far. This is the largest casualty incident since the United Nations sent peacekeeping soldiers and medical assistance. The Secretary-General of the United Nations said that this is an act of terrorism that dehumanizes humanity, and this kind of terrorist attack
Express strong condemnation and urge the local government to find out the truth as soon as possible and bring the murderer to justice...
The TV screen switched to the scene of the attack. Overturned and burned-out jeeps could be seen everywhere. Rows of corpses covered with white cloth lay on the open ground. Groups of people wearing camouflage uniforms and white coats continued to search for the victims...
The whole news lasted less than two minutes, but the living room that had been filled with laughter and laughter a moment ago was instantly filled with a depressing and tense atmosphere, leaving only the rapid and uneasy breathing of the two people.
"Sister, don't worry, Zhang Yang will be fine." Ouyang Ting glanced sideways at her cousin next to her and consoled her.
She herself felt that this kind of comfort was very weak and had no effect at all.
It was undeniable that when she read the news, the first thing she thought of was Zhang Yang's ruffian-like smile. She would never believe that his body was hidden under the white cloth.
Feng Yanran held the remote control tightly in her hand and stared at the screen blankly, her shoulders shaking slightly, and her whole mind went blank...
"How could this happen? It's impossible..."
"Sister..." Ouyang Ting immediately became nervous, grabbing her shoulders with both hands and shouting.
"Impossible, he will definitely not die. He promised that he will come back."
Feng Yanran turned her head and glanced at her cousin expressionlessly, as if she was mumbling to herself, telling a story, or pleading for a definite answer, even if no one knew the answer.
That resentful and helpless tone is heartbreaking...
Some people say that a woman's tears are the most lethal weapon. In fact, crying without tears is really heartbreaking.
"Yeah." Ouyang Ting didn't know what to do at all, so she could only hum in agreement.
"Should I not agree to let him go? I know that he will definitely stand out in order to prove himself, and I also know that he likes to meddle in other people's business. I also know that it is very dangerous there..."
Feng Yanran's words were filled with self-blame and guilt. Her voice became weaker and weaker, and finally she became choked with sobs. She covered her face with her hands and tears fell from her fingers.
"Sister, don't blame yourself. You can't stop what he decided, even if you want." Ouyang Ting comforted her confidently.
She somewhat understood Zhang Yang's character. If he decided to go to Liberia, her cousin would not be able to keep him anyway, so she felt even more distressed and uneasy about her cousin's guilt and self-blame.
She knew that once her cousin carried such a burden, she would live in the shadows for the rest of her life.
"Telephone? Call him. It's very dangerous over there. Ask him to come back quickly..."
After a moment of silence, Feng Yanran suddenly stood up, leaned over to rummage on the sofa, and continued muttering to himself: "Hurry up and tell him, the fanzhengfu* over there will launch an attack soon, and it will be too late if it's too late.
Already..."
"Sister, please calm down first and don't worry. I'll get your cell phone."
Ouyang Ting saw that she was completely aimless and even her words were incoherent. She was completely panicked and took her arm to comfort her.
She knew her cousin's pattern. Every time she came back from get off work, she would hang her work clothes on a hanger, and then put her mobile phone, keys and other personal belongings neatly on the table on one side. This was a habit she had developed over the years.
The reason for doing this is because no matter how busy she is during the day, at night, she has completely personal time. She has no friends and no business contacts, so there is no one to disturb her. After reading books and surfing the Internet, she will go to bed early.
Putting mobile phones with work clothes and other items together is to avoid being afraid of forgetting something and delaying work when rushing to work. This is also a habit developed over many years.
This was originally a habit that her cousin had repeatedly told her to develop, but at this time she had forgotten all about it, which shows that she had completely lost her sense of proportion...
"Hurry, if it's too late, it'll be too late."
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Feng Yanran still kept turning over the sofa. At this time, she was completely panicked. She was looking for more than just a mobile phone, or the only hope.
"You sit down for a while, I'll be there soon." Ouyang Ting grabbed her arm, pushed her hard on the sofa, turned and ran to the bedroom upstairs.
She was not a fool. When she arrived in the bedroom, she took her cousin's cell phone, but did not go downstairs immediately. Instead, she found Zhang Yang's phone number and dialed it.
If the phone call can be connected, it will undoubtedly be the most perfect ending, but how much hope can this hope have? I am afraid that even she herself does not dare to hope...
Once the phone call fails, it means that Zhang Yang, as reported in the news, may never come back. Then she will try her best to make her cousin forget this man she loves so much.
As for how long it would take to forget, she couldn't imagine that with her cousin's feelings for him, ten, twenty years, or a lifetime...
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The moment Ouyang Ting made the call, Zhang Yang and others were racing against time to find ways to escape.
They didn't know yet that Gu Kai, Wang Zhaokui, An Xuguang and others who had stayed there waiting for rescue were attacked last night and had turned into cold corpses.
Life is so unpredictable. When you really reach a critical crossroads, the more dangerous method may become a rare survival opportunity.
"Hurry up, they are coming soon." Zhang Yang watched the men led by King Kong getting closer and closer, and turned around anxiously to urge.
"I know, I know, let's try it first before talking."
He Shuqing connected the sheets and curtains together, and even used strong clothes. After raising his head and answering, he walked directly to the window and threw it away. He looked over and had a look of surprise on his face.
He continued: "If you can go to the drying platform on the second floor, there is a green belt below, so it shouldn't be a problem if you just jump off."
"Ah That's good."
Although the height of the second floor poses certain risks to the old man and the two girls in front of him, it is still much better than staying here and being caught.
What's more, it just rained heavily last night, and the soil in the green belt is very soft, so it's totally worth the risk to try.
"Let Catherine and Putina go down first."
At the critical moment, He Shuqing still showed a generous spirit. After finishing speaking, he waved to the two girls, and at the same time began to find a fixed position to tie one end of the rope.