Chapter 138 — We Used to Be Comrades-in-Arms
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"Comrades-in-arms..." Guan Xuewen froze for a beat at those two words, and then his expression changed dramatically! He had some inkling of what Yang Huaijun used to do for a living, and if Yang Huaijun's comrade-in-arms was standing right here... didn't that mean...
Looking at Wei Zhao, he couldn't be more than twenty years old! And he had said himself that he was merely a high school senior, yet he was actually Yang Huaijun's comrade-in-arms? That was a bit too incredible, wasn't it?
But now Guan Xuewen understood why Yang Huaijun dared to drink the medicine Wei Zhao had prepared for him! Even if you didn't know Wei Zhao was some miraculous healer, the friendship and trust forged in battle was something no ordinary bond could compare to!
Still, how Wei Zhao had come to be a high school student baffled Guan Xuewen. He didn't know the full story, but it likely involved classified matters, so Guan Xuewen did not press further.
"So you and Xiao Yang are comrades-in-arms... Look at me, standing here chattering away - come in, let's talk inside..." Guan Xuewen finally realized he was still blocking the villa entrance and hadn't invited anyone in. This was because he had been far too stunned; otherwise, a man of his standing would never have committed such a basic oversight.
"It's no trouble," Wei Zhao smiled. "Director Guan, there's no need to be so formal with me. If it weren't for you, Brother Jun would have lost his life. In the end, it's I who should be thanking you - there's no need for such pleasantries! You are my elder, and I am the younger one. There's no need for this."
"In learning, there is no order of seniority - one who has achieved mastery is the teacher!" Guan Xuewen waved his hand. "At my age, I still understand this principle! Your medical skills surpass mine. Before me, you are the expert, the teacher. Without rules, nothing can be accomplished! Besides, Xiao Yang's elders and I share a close friendship. Both in sentiment and in principle, I should have given my all."
"Well, that's different. Brother Jun is my man, so naturally I must express my gratitude to you." Wei Zhao followed Guan Xuewen into the villa and into the living room.
"Hm?" Guan Xuewen was taken aback. "Your man? What do you mean, your man?"
Although Guan Xuewen was older, he kept up with popular culture online. Hearing Wei Zhao call Yang Huaijun "his man"... Guan Xuewen felt a sudden chill. Could there be something between the two of them...? But then again, Yang Huaijun didn't seem like that kind of person, and Wei Zhao didn't look like one either. So what exactly did he mean?
Seeing Guan Xuewen's rather odd expression, Yang Huaijun and Wei Zhao simultaneously realized that the words just spoken had carried an unintended ambiguity! Yang Huaijun understood Wei Zhao's meaning, but Guan Xuewen did not. Yang Huaijun explained with a wry smile: "Grandpa Guan, Wei Zhao used to be our squad's captain. Among all the squads, he was notorious for being fiercely protective of his own... so we were all his people..."
"Ah? Mr. Lin was your captain..." Guan Xuewen was even more surprised now. It seemed Wei Zhao hadn't been bluffing - Chinese medicine really wasn't his main field. He possessed extraordinary talents in other areas, otherwise he could never have become Yang Huaijun's captain.
Yang Huaijun's old unit had been a suicide squad... and the reason they called it a suicide squad was that every man in it feared neither death nor dying easily! To have served as captain of such a unit was no simple matter of superior medical skill...