Outside the door, Ning Yiyuan was striding in. Naturally, he did not ignore Zuo Lin’s ecstatic expression. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly. However, when his gaze landed on the middle-aged man standing by the window, the slight fluctuation on Ning Yiyuan’s face instantly disappeared. With an indifferent expression, he asked softly, “Father, why are you here?”
Upon hearing this, Ning Zhenhai turned his head slightly. His face was cold and hard, with sharp edges and sharp edges. His military temperament was undoubtedly revealed. “You only came back now.”
“Yes,” Ning Yiyuan replied dryly.
After saying this, the two of them did not say anything else. The scene instantly returned to silence.
Zuo Lin, who was watching from the side, was anxious for them. These two were obviously father and son, but every time they met, they acted as if they were the higher-ups meeting the subordinate. It was quite awkward for outsiders to see this.
“Umm…” Zhong Wen could not help but take a step forward. He coughed lightly and swept his gaze across Ning Zhenhai’s right leg. Then, he raised his head to look at Ning Yiyuan, “Boss, Uncle Ning has been waiting here for several hours. Look…”
Ning Yiyuan immediately understood and frowned slightly.
His father’s leg had been injured during a previous battle. At that time, his injury was serious. In addition, he had been delayed on the battlefield for too long. Later, even after careful treatment, he could not recover as well as before. Now, he had stood there for such a long time, his leg must have been extremely uncomfortable, but his face did not show it at all. “Father, if you have anything to say, let’s go to my office.”
Hearing this, Ning Zhenhai did not refuse. He strode towards Ning Yiyuan’s office.
When the two of them disappeared, Zuo Lin heaved a sigh of relief. “Sigh, I’m so tired!”
Uncle Ning might have switched to politics, but his military aura did not diminish. Just now, he had just stood there quietly, and he had brought with him an invisible sense of oppression. Even Zhong Wen and the others had been careful, and they did not even dare to breathe too loudly. It looked like they were training under their Boss in the past.
“Hey, why do you think Uncle Ning is looking for Boss?” Just as he relaxed a little, Zuo Lin’s gossipy personality immediately popped up. He even gently nudged Zhong Wen’s shoulder with a curious look.
“What could it be?” Zhong Wen shook his head helplessly and turned around to walk back to his seat. “When did Uncle Ning come back to look for Boss? Isn’t this always business?”
Sigh, that’s right! Zuo Lin patted his head lightly. He had thought that Uncle Ning had rushed over because he knew about Mo Chu’s matter. Now that he looked at it, it was still unlikely.
Zhong Wen’s guess was right.
At this moment, in the Marshal’s office, the father and son were sitting face to face, but their backs were straight and their expressions were serious.
“I just received the news.” Ning Zhenhai’s gaze was slightly focused. Facing his son whom he had not seen for almost two years, he did not exchange a few pleasantries and went straight to the main topic. “It was said that an entire army under the jurisdiction of District 12 suddenly had an outbreak of the disease. The situation was not optimistic. The local medical experts were helpless. More importantly, the disease this time was highly contagious!”
As he spoke, Ning Zhenhai’s expression could not help but darken. According to the intelligence he received, it seemed that a soldier had suddenly erupted with an illness during the first month. In the end, he died before he could even get treatment. In the short span of half a month, the other soldiers had also fallen one after another, an entire army had now become a basket of illnesses!
Although the military strength of the Federation was distributed according to the regions, there would be communications between each region. If one was not careful, this illness might spread to other regions. When that time came, the situation would be dangerous!
