The next morning, Qi Taiguo waited for Chen Shouwang at the entrance of the military base.
Chen Shouwang walked over and was taken aback when he saw Qi Taiguo, forcing a smile. He could fool Hualing, but could he deceive Qi Taiguo, who was said to have eagle eyes?
"We need to talk," Qi Taiguo said indifferently, glancing at Chen Shouwang's still pale face and handed him a cigarette.
Chen Shouwang sighed and followed him to a resting spot, where they sat down.
"Spit it out, what exactly happened?" Qi Taiguo got straight to the point, "Don't try to smooth-talk me like you do your wife; I won't fall for it. Did you, or did you not, go and sell your blood?"
Chen Shouwang paused mid-drag and then put on a bitter smile, inhaling the smoke deeply before exhaling sharply.
Seeing his reaction, Qi Taiguo immediately became furious, "Have you lost your mind? Selling blood? Do you not care about your health? You're a soldier—if your health fails, can you continue to serve in the military?"