A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Gu Feng hung up the phone, met the two men's puzzled expressions, and smiled faintly: "Just after the banquet ended, I already notified Chu Hanzhong. I told him that there might be a large-scale brawl at the Municipal People's Hospital tonight, and told him to quickly mobilize the police force and prepare for action."

"Gu Feng, will Chu Hanzhong listen to you?" Ding Hanhan asked with a doubtful look.

"Hehe, Xiao Hanhan, you don't know this. Chu Hanzhong thinks we're close and wants to recruit me as an undercover agent. Hmm... let me think, there seems to be a rather trendy term for it, what's it again?" Gu Feng rubbed his forehead, looking a bit troubled.

"Infernal Affairs." Ding Hanhan and the advisor replied almost simultaneously.

"Yes, that's the word. He used me as a pawn this morning, and tonight I'll use him as a pawn. We're even now." Gu Feng said casually.

"But...can he trust you?" the advisor asked again.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, if something really goes wrong in Longshan District, the responsibility will fall entirely on him, the bureau chief." Gu Feng smiled somewhat sinisterly.

Upon hearing this, Ding Hanhan's face was filled with disbelief, and the advisor also looked at Gu Feng with an extremely complicated expression, muttering, "Now I finally understand what Ah Jiao was feeling when she said those words. It seems I was too naive and foolish, really thinking that tonight was just for watching a show."

"Master, since Uncle Ding insists that we put Han Han in power, then from now on we should strike hard and eliminate dissidents." Gu Feng's face darkened, revealing a shrewd and calculating nature.

The advisor stared blankly at Gu Feng for a long while, then suddenly blurted out, "I finally understand now."

"What have you figured out?" Ding Hanhan and Gu Feng asked in unison.

"The foolish thing Ding Sheng did before was actually not foolish at all. Not at all. Although it was a bit risky, once it succeeded, neither the Ding family nor the Yihe Gang would have any worries. Because if the position of successor to the leader is reserved for you, then no one can stop you from taking the position," the advisor sighed.

Gu Feng and Ding Hanhan both knew perfectly well what the advisor meant by "foolish thing," and they couldn't help but exchange a glance.

"Hehe, you flatter me, Master. My mind is not on that. I just want Hanhan to sit down smoothly and steadily." Gu Feng's tone was still very calm, but his gaze became more and more profound.

"Perhaps Ding Sheng and I, from the older generation, were all muddle-headed in our actions. But thankfully, no matter what we've done, our judgment of people has always been sound. Gu Feng, you're truly a good kid; it wasn't for nothing that Ding Sheng and I valued you so much."

Upon hearing this, Gu Feng blushed.

Ding Hanhan smiled, took Gu Feng's hand, and said happily, "Master, after knowing you for so long, you've finally said something I want to hear. If he weren't so outstanding, how could I have even looked at him?"

However, when the word "outstanding" was mentioned, Ding Hanhan's delicate eyebrows suddenly furrowed slightly.

Because the lecherous hand of the old man had silently pinched her from behind!

The old official was no ordinary "outstanding" person.

As the group was talking, the sound of police sirens came wailing in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the area around the hospital was completely surrounded by a dense array of police cars and officers.

At this point, almost everyone thought the show was over for tonight.

Ding Hanhan also felt that after a long and tiring night, she could finally go back with Gu Feng to spend the night together and accept the challenge that she had initially been unwilling to do but was now somewhat eager to try.

However, it is only "almost", not "all".

The old official didn't think the show was over yet.

He said to Ding Hanhan and the advisor, "There's one last thing. Once this is settled, tonight's show will truly be over."

"There's another program?" Ding Hanhan and the advisor were both surprised.

"Mm." Gu Feng nodded.

They exchanged a glance, speechless. What they really wanted to ask was: Just how many more plays have you prepared?

Sha Qiang felt that he was not only stupid today, but also incredibly unlucky.

Around noon, he inexplicably received a text message saying that Ding Lisheng, the leader of the Yihe Gang, was seriously injured and was currently recuperating in ICU ward 03 on the 19th floor of the Municipal People's Hospital.

In just a few lines, the hatred in his blood ignited instantly.

Sha Qiang is in his thirties this year. He has met countless people in his life, and he has long forgotten the names and faces of many of them. But there is one person he would recognize even if he were reduced to ashes.

That person was none other than Ding Lisheng, as mentioned in the text message.

Three years have passed, but the scene of his younger brother's tragic death from madness is still as clear as if it were etched into his mind.

"Brother... avenge me... brother... avenge me... kill Ding Lisheng... Ding Lisheng!"

His younger brother's dying words had been swirling in his mind for the past three years.

In the dead of night, all I can see is my younger brother's face, covered in blood and as pale as paper.

Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who build bridges and pave roads leave no trace of their bodies.

Coming out and mixing, sooner or later I have to pay it back.

When Sha Qiang first embarked on this path, he was prepared to die in the streets.

He could not die in peace until he avenged the murder of his brother.

So for the past three years, he has been preparing for revenge every moment.

But putting aside the fact that Ding Lisheng's whereabouts are elusive, he can't even get close to the territory of the Yihe Gang, so how can he take revenge?

Now, it seems the opportunity has finally arrived. That damned Ding Lisheng, who deserves to be torn to pieces, is seriously injured and hospitalized? The thought of finally being able to avenge his brother made Sha Qiang's eyes turn bloodshot.

However, despite his silly name, Sha Qiang is not stupid. If he really didn't have any brains, how could he have become the leader of a branch of the Huilong Society?

He would not act rashly until the veracity of the information was clear.

The person who sent the text message had already turned off their phone, and it was impossible to figure out what their intentions were in sending the message.

However, verifying the authenticity of this text message is not difficult.

Sha Qiang first called 114 to find the number of the Municipal People's Hospital, then called the front desk and got the phone number of the ICU department.

"Hello, ICU." The nurse who answered the phone spoke in a cold and indifferent voice, devoid of any emotion.

"Uh, nurse, hello." Sha Qiang was very polite.

"Hello, what's up?" The nurse's reply was almost mechanical.

"Excuse me, nurse, but could you please tell me if my cousin, Ding Lisheng, is staying in ICU ward 03?"

The nurse glanced at the patient admission list and saw Ding Lisheng, who was indeed staying in the 03 Special Intensive Care Unit.

She opened her mouth to answer, but suddenly remembered the department head's special instructions—from this day forward, without the head's permission, no one other than the patient's family members may be informed of the patient's basic information.

This basic information naturally includes the patient's name and the ward they are in.

So she swallowed her words back and said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, hospital regulations state that medical staff cannot disclose patients' personal information to others without authorization."

The nurse was about to hang up when Sha Qiang quickly called out from the other end, "Nurse, wait a minute, wait a minute!"

"Is there anything else?" the nurse asked patiently.

"Nurse, here's the situation. I'm currently in my hometown in Shandong, and someone I don't know very well just called me, saying that my cousin is sick and staying at your hospital. I just want to confirm if he's really hospitalized. If it's true, I need to go see him with my dad. You know, it takes at least two or three days to get from Shandong to Shenzhen by train. I'm worried that the person might be joking with me. It's fine if I make the trip for nothing, but my dad is old, and I'm afraid he can't handle the journey, so I want to verify it."

Hearing him say this, the nurse was touched by his "filial piety" and pondered for a moment on the other end of the phone.

Sensing the nurse's softening attitude, Sha Qiang quickly pressed his advantage: "Nurse, I don't mean anything by it, I just want to confirm. I won't make things difficult for you, just tell me if it's there or not, that's all. Please help me, okay? I'm really worried my dad's old bones won't be able to handle any more trouble..."

"Yes." The nurse interrupted him, uttering a curt word before slamming the phone down.

This person talks too much, even more so than her mother.

But then I thought, they were just being filial, so I didn't bother to ask the director for permission and just agreed.

Besides, didn't this person claim to be the patient's cousin? A cousin is a relative, and a relative is a family member, right? The head doctor only said that patients' conditions should not be disclosed to anyone other than family members, so she didn't violate any rules.

With that thought in mind, I felt at ease and went off to do other things.

As soon as Sha Qiang confirmed that the text message was authentic, he immediately began to gather his men and prepare his equipment.