Chapter 1862 — Sorrow
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But Kang still said that if Gu Pengzhan needed money, he could have his family sell the teahouse first. By then, however, Uncle Qing had already received the remittance from Gu Mengyao, so at least the medical expenses were no longer a problem.
In the ward, everyone saw Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu. Wei Zhao was not there, but Gu Pengzhan had already awakened—clearly he had been treated by Wei Zhao. Only Wei Zhao could bring a man at death's door back to normal so quickly.
Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu had once been at odds with Qiu Lingshan. But Qiu Lingshan had thrown caution aside to block Yu Liu for them, and they had kept that debt of gratitude in their hearts. They knew she had done it for Wei Zhao, but even so, when the three met, they were no longer as hostile as before.
Getting along harmoniously, however, was out of the question; at most, they treated each other as if the other did not exist.
"Mr. Gu, Mr. Li, I am truly ashamed that I could not get my son to waive your medical fees..." Guan Xuewen had come here, in fact, to offer his apologies.
"Elder Guan, please don't say that..." Uncle Qing knew the inside story. He also knew that Guan Xiaopeng and Guan Xuewen had fallen out over Wei Zhao's pharmaceutical company. Now that the company had gone bankrupt, how could Guan Xiaopeng show a kind face to anyone close to Wei Zhao?
"Yes, Elder Guan, it is all my fault. If I had not expanded the business at all costs, we would not be in this mess today," Fatty Lai said with a bitter smile.
"This matter... no one is to blame but me. I lost my head for no reason and insisted on investing in futures..." Gu Pengzhan waved his hand. "As for me, having so many friends trying to help—I am overwhelmed. But I know it is all because of Wei Zhao, so I thank you all here!"
Gu Pengzhan spoke with sincerity. Just now, he had listened as Uncle Qing and Gu Mengyao slowly recounted the hardships of these days, and he had come to understand that there were no true friends in the business world. These friends were all Wei Zhao's; even Xie Guangbo, who had brought the money, had done so for Wei Zhao's sake.
This filled Gu Pengzhan with boundless emotion and, at the same time, deep comfort.
Wei Zhao had come alone to Songshan City, and in just half a year he had built such powerful connections and gathered so many friends who would stand by him through thick and thin—something Gu Pengzhan could only dream of. But after this great upheaval, his own outlook had changed somewhat.
He would certainly start a new business, but while doing so, he also wanted to make friends who would stand by him through thick and thin, instead of throwing all his time into work...
In a daze, Gu Pengzhan seemed to return to his youth, to the days when he and Wan'er hid together from the Night Palace's search. The friend he had met then had been a true friend!
For his sake, that friend had dared to climb knives and plunge into fire—to face the entire Night Palace and force it to abandon its plan to kill him and Yao Yao.
Otherwise, given the circumstances then, the Night Palace would never have let Gu Pengzhan and Gu Mengyao off so easily. Yet the Night Palace had compromised... But in the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed. Where was that friend now?
Sometimes, when he thought of the past, Gu Pengzhan would secretly blame himself for being too young back then and for not asking enough questions. His father, by contrast, had gotten along with that friend very well; but whenever Gu Pengzhan asked where the friend had gone, his father would become evasive...
"You are too kind, Mr. Gu!" Fatty Lai said with a smile. "You are our elder; we hardly deserve your thanks! But now that the leader has awakened, the day we turn things around is not far off!"
"Yes, it is all over..." Gu Pengzhan sighed. "We have lost a great deal, but we can start over!"