"I’m going to be out for a while, I have something very important to attend to!" Luo Ziling quickly explained, "Maybe I can help you with your treatment when I get back, since your condition isn’t very urgent."
"Where are you going?" Wang Guoguo’s expression eased a bit, but she still frowned.
"It’s confidential!" Luo Ziling shook his head, "I can’t tell you just yet."
Wang Guoguo turned her head and gave Luo Ziling a cold look, but eventually asked no more.
She realized that her intelligence was lacking; she had no idea where Luo Ziling was going or when he was leaving.
"When will you be back, approximately?" On the way out of school, Wang Guoguo couldn’t help probing into Luo Ziling’s whereabouts.
"You’re not my girlfriend, why do you care so much?" Luo Ziling laughed, "Besides, your dad is leaving Yanjing tonight too. For a while, you won’t need my help for treatment."
"Is it wrong for me to care about you?" Wang Guoguo glanced back at Luo Ziling in the back seat, "Aren’t we friends?"
Earlier, she invited Luo Ziling to sit in the front passenger seat, but he was reluctant and sat in the back instead, which annoyed Wang Guoguo.
She felt like she had become Luo Ziling’s personal driver.
While driving, Wang Guoguo also noticed a car following hers—a Mercedes SUV that had been tailing her car, making her wary.
However, she quickly judged that the car posed no harm, and it should be driven by someone accompanying Luo Ziling.
Seeing Wang Guoguo constantly checking the rear situation while driving, Luo Ziling didn’t offer much explanation.
Upon hearing Wang Guoguo’s words, Luo Ziling couldn’t help but laugh, "Actually, I’m really afraid of making friends with people in intelligence work because there’s no privacy."
Luo Ziling clearly didn’t consider her a friend, which surprised Wang Guoguo, and she was instantly embarrassed and angry.
"As if I want to be your friend." She looked at Luo Ziling through the rearview mirror with disdain, "I don’t need a disgusting friend like you."
"That’s good then!" Luo Ziling laughed and didn’t pay any more attention to Wang Guoguo.
Seeing Luo Ziling ignoring her made Wang Guoguo even more upset.
"How many people in intelligence work are as emotional as you?" After a moment of silence, Luo Ziling spoke up, "I think intelligence officers like you are the type of supporting characters who won’t last five minutes."
"I’m not in intelligence." Wang Guoguo stated seriously, "I’m just under the management of the intelligence department; I’m a soldier."
Luo Ziling knowing her identity didn’t surprise Wang Guoguo at all.
Thus, she didn’t deliberately deny it when Luo Ziling described her this way; she straightforwardly admitted it but made an extra clarification.
Luo Ziling didn’t speak any further, and after giving him a couple of looks, Wang Guoguo also said nothing more.
What surprised Luo Ziling was that Wang Guoguo brought him to her house instead.
Wang Guoguo’s home was in a relatively old neighborhood, but their house was quite nice, with its own small yard.
Though the house was old, having its own entrance and yard was quite a valuable thing.
"I really envy you guys having such a house in Yanjing," Luo Ziling couldn’t help but sigh when the car stopped in front of the house, "It seems the treatment for high-ranking officers is indeed different."
"We don’t own it, we just have the right to use it." Wang Guoguo gave Luo Ziling a look, "This is a government property that will be reclaimed in the future."
"Well, at least you’ve lived here for many years." Luo Ziling smiled.
Wang Guoguo opened the door and led Luo Ziling inside.
Wang Rongjun was inside the house, writing documents; seeing Luo Ziling and Wang Guoguo come in, he quickly stood up to greet them.
He put down his work and invited Luo Ziling to the living room for tea.
Luo Ziling didn’t engage in much small talk, saying he had other plans for the day, so he needed to leave before dinner and should treat Wang Rongjun now.
Hearing this, Wang Rongjun was slightly disappointed but didn’t insist on anything.
He then allowed Luo Ziling to help with his treatment.
After treating Wang Rongjun, Luo Ziling prescribed a few medications, instructing him to take them as written.
After discussing the treatment, Wang Rongjun actively shifted the topic to other matters.
He did not ask Wang Guoguo to leave.
Seeing Wang Rongjun discuss the matters openly in front of Wang Guoguo, Luo Ziling felt no need to hold back and shared some information.
In the end, he jokingly said to Wang Rongjun, "If General Wang returns to Yanjing next time and has time, he can meet my grandfather for a chat. Maybe, he might personally tell you some things."
Although Luo Ziling spoke in a joking manner, Wang Rongjun caught a special meaning in it.
"Next time I return to Yanjing, I’ll definitely report my work to Sir Ling!" he assured Luo Ziling, "It’s a pity this visit was too rushed, and I didn’t have the chance to report to him personally."
In fact, Wang Rongjun was really hoping to meet Ling Mingrui this time, to chat about his thoughts with him in private.
But he didn’t have the opportunity to execute this plan, something he regretted.
Luo Ziling’s words today eased some of his worries.
Luo Ziling wouldn’t make such remarks for no reason, so he understood the implications behind these words.
He planned to find a chance to return to Yanjing soon and arrange a private meeting with Ling Mingrui as promptly as possible.
Both Wang Rongjun and Luo Ziling understood that Ling Mingrui was ultimately the person who could influence Wang Rongjun’s fate; Luo Ziling was just a messenger, perhaps a connector.
From the current situation, Luo Ziling’s act of connection had been successful, which made Wang Rongjun feel fortunate.
It was lucky to have made such a bold decision this time, which seemed impulsive but proved effective.
The result was the most important; as long as the outcome was good, everything else could be overlooked.
Wang Rongjun still hoped that Luo Ziling could put in a good word for him with other big names so he could wear his military uniform for a few more years.
"If I have the chance, I’d be willing to say a few good words for General Wang." Luo Ziling didn’t refuse.
After chatting for a while, Wang Rongjun started to feel sleepy.
Actually, he felt like sleeping when Luo Ziling was treating him.
But he held on to have a conversation with Luo Ziling, fighting off the urge to sleep.
After discussing and understanding everything he needed to, he felt relieved, and the sleepiness was hard to shake off.
Luo Ziling noticed Wang Rongjun was sleepy and considerately suggested he take a nap first.
Wang Rongjun apologized and asked Wang Guoguo to entertain Luo Ziling, then went to lie down for a bit.
After Wang Rongjun went to sleep, Luo Ziling smiled and asked Wang Guoguo, "There’s still time, do you want me to help with your treatment?"
"Is it possible?"
"It’s possible!" Luo Ziling nodded but then seriously added, "But during the treatment, some private parts of your body will be exposed, do you mind?"
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