If you had to choose an identity to go undercover, you'd choose a gynecologist.

Yu Manli and Zhou Haichao finally arrived in Hong Kong safely, where they were picked up by Liu Fangxiong, the station manager of the Hong Kong station.

"You two have worked hard. Take a short rest. We'll arrange for you to go to the mountain city tomorrow."

Yu Manli asked nervously, "What's the situation in Shanghai right now?"

Liu Fangxiong was silent for a moment, then said, "News just came from Shanghai. The day after you left, the 76th Division raided Pinganli. Two comrades from your group were arrested and taken to the 76th Division."

Yu Manli quickly asked, "Are they alright?"

Liu Fangxiong sighed and said, "The situation is not optimistic. We are already trying to find a way to rescue them, but don't have too high hopes. As you know, it's very difficult to come out alive once you go into No. 76."

Yu Manli felt as if her heart had been violently clenched, and the pain was excruciating.

It was my fault that they were harmed, along with Xiao Zhengguo. If I hadn't violated the rules by sending the telegram, the enemy might never have been able to find them.

Liu Fangxiong comforted him, saying, "The problem is in Chongqing. Headquarters is investigating. It has nothing to do with you. Get some rest and don't think too much about it. When you get back to Chongqing, there will be new tasks for you."

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Special Committee

The recording of the interrogation is already on Minglou's desk.

Minglou frowned and asked Mingcheng, "You mean, Chen Qing walked out of interrogation room 76 unharmed again, while leaving Wang Manchun covered in bruises? How is that possible?"

Mingcheng's expression was strange: "Brother, you should listen to the recording carefully. Liang Zhongchun made many copies and gave them to everyone he met. Now Wang Manchun is already infamous in No. 76."

Minglou gestured to Mingcheng to play the recording, and soon Chen Qing's testimony and Wang Manchun's ramblings began to play from the recorder.

Minglou frowned deeply, while Mingcheng asked with a gossipy look, "Is what that kid Chen Qing said true?"

Minglou nodded: "Yes, that's absolutely true. But judging from their testimonies, this Chen Qing doesn't seem to be one of our people. If I didn't know the details, I would have believed he was innocent. No one can withstand that truth serum. How did he manage to withstand it and not tell the truth?"

Mingcheng, with a lewd look on his face, leaned closer and whispered, "This is something you don't understand, and I understand it even less. What I mean is, is Wang Manchun's birthmark real?"

Minglou looked astonished: "Didn't you ask Liang Zhongchun? He saw it with his own eyes!"

"Liang Zhongchun's words are half true and half false; I'm just asking you to verify them, aren't I?"

Ming Lou grinned mischievously, "You little rascal, you're really wicked. I'm telling you, it's true!"

The two brothers chuckled lewdly. Minglou waved his hand and asked, "Where is Wang Manchun now?"

"She's on leave and recuperating in the hospital. Besides, how could she possibly have the face to go back to No. 76 now? We'll have to wait until things calm down."

Minglou stood up and said, "Prepare the car, buy a bouquet of flowers, I'm going to the hospital to see her; she needs comfort most right now."

Mingcheng paused for a moment, then asked, "Brother, shouldn't we avoid getting involved with that piece of dog shit, Wang Manchun, right now?"

"What do you know? This person is still useful. I'm not going to date her."

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At the city hall, Zhou Fuhai listened attentively to his secretary's report, and still gave a blank "hmm."

"Since the interrogation proved him innocent, it proves he has no connection with the Military Intelligence Bureau. I also want to..." Zhou Fuhai paused here and said, "I'll write a calligraphy piece, and you can personally deliver it to Doctor Chen to thank him for curing my mother's illness. Wang Manchun arrested him to solidify his crime of being an anti-Japanese element. This is a slap in my face. I have to get that face back from his uncle, Wang Fuqu, the Vice Minister of Finance."

He asked his secretary to bring him a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote a large character that read "Hua Tuo reborn, with both medical ethics and virtues," signed Zhou Fuhai's name, stamped it with his personal seal, and had his secretary find someone to make a plaque, which he then sent to Chen Qing.

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As soon as Chen Qing appeared at the alley entrance, the neighbors who were chatting in a group all turned to look at him.

When the 76th Division officers, armed to the teeth, arrested him earlier, the entire street fell silent. Now that they saw him return unharmed, everyone's hearts were finally at ease, and they all gathered around him.

"Xiao Chen, you're finally back! I'm so glad you're alright. Everyone was worried sick about you these past few days."

Chen Qing put on a gentle smile, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to the crowd: "I'm sorry to have worried you uncles and aunts. It wasn't my fault at all. It was just the 76th Division making arbitrary arrests. Everything is fine now."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Chen Qing returned to the clinic and saw a chaotic scene inside.

The drawer of the examination table was forcibly pulled out, and the stethoscope, gauze, and prescription slips inside were scattered all over the place. Even the bed in the corner was turned upside down and left in a mess.

He gave a wry smile, raised his hand to rub his temples, and cursed inwardly: This Ping'an Lane is really cursed. I don't know how many times this has happened. If it weren't for the system I have, I would probably have died eight hundred times over. I might as well just move.

Helpless, he went back and tidied up little by little. Just then, he heard footsteps outside. Chen Qing looked up and saw it was his landlady.

It took the two of them more than an hour to put the clinic back in order, put the medicine cabinets back in their places, and clean it thoroughly.

Chen Qing straightened up, rubbed his lower back, and looked at the landlady: "Landlady, I think I really don't get along with this place. Maybe I should just move out."

"No!" Upon hearing this, the landlady's face immediately changed, and she quickly moved closer to him. Her hair, which had just been coated with osmanthus oil, exuded a sweet fragrance, mixed with the faint scent of soap on her body, which entered Chen Qing's nostrils, making him involuntarily distracted.

"Chen Qing, you can't leave!" The landlady's voice was trembling with tears as she reached out and grabbed his arm, her soft body almost pressing against him.

"If you leave, Xiaobao and I will lose our source of income. How will we survive? Please have pity on us and stay, okay?"

Before she finished speaking, she buried her face in Chen Qing's arms, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Chen Qing felt a surge of warmth in his heart from her touch. The soft touch and rich fragrance in his arms made him feel hot all over. He quickly said, "No, there are people coming and going at the entrance. It would be bad if someone saw us."

He turned around quickly, locked the clinic door behind him, and then, unable to contain his excitement any longer, he grabbed the landlady and kissed her passionately.

The landlady let out a soft moan and wrapped her arms around his neck. The two kissed passionately as they walked up to the attic on the second floor.

Upon reaching the second floor, the two were already burning with desire and hurriedly removed each other's clothes. Just as things were about to escalate, a series of rapid knocks came from downstairs.

Chen Qing snapped out of his daze, his face full of frustration. Reluctantly, he released the landlady, hastily straightened his clothes, and whispered, "Wait here, I'll go see who it is."

He rushed downstairs, cursing the person who knocked on the door a thousand times in his mind.

The moment Chen Qing opened the door, he was stunned. A brand-new Cadillac was parked in front of the door.

A man in a sharp suit stood beside the car, followed by two soldiers in military uniforms, each holding a plaque wrapped in red silk.

"Hello Dr. Chen, I am Mr. Zhou Fuhai's secretary." The middle-aged man extended his hand.

"Hello, hello!" Chen Qing quickly shook hands, her mind racing as she wondered why he would suddenly send his secretary to find her.

Before he could think further, two soldiers stepped forward and carefully lifted the red silk to reveal a gold-plated plaque. The eight characters on it, “Hua Tuo Reborn, Virtuous in Medicine,” were written in a powerful and vigorous style, and the border was inlaid with exquisite cloud patterns.

"This plaque was personally written by Mr. Zhou. Thank you for curing the old lady's illness. Please accept it," the secretary said respectfully.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Zhou! You're too kind." Chen Qing quickly accepted the plaque, which felt heavy in his hand, but he was overjoyed.

Isn't this a ready-made talisman? With this plaque, let's see if No. 76 will dare to come and arrest me again.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the secretary got into the car and left, and the neighbors all came to watch the spectacle.

"No wonder he was able to come back; it turns out Zhou Fuhai was protecting him."

"Xiaoqing, hang it up quickly. I reckon from now on, no one from No. 76 will dare to come here casually."

Helpless, Chen Qing directed the plaque to be hung in the most conspicuous place in the clinic, offering cigarettes and pouring tea. The crowd chatted for a while before finally dispersing.

Chen Qing hurriedly closed the door and rushed upstairs. His landlady, while helping him undo his belt, complained, "Why is it taking so long? What happened?"

"Stop asking, you're driving me crazy." Chen Qing had just pulled down his pants when there was another knock on the door downstairs.

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