RYEY – Chapter 236 Selling One’s Own Sister

“I’ve seen shameless people, but I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as you. Outwardly, you claim to act righteously, for the sake of the vast number of soldiers, but in reality, it’s all to satisfy your own greed. You’re already well past your prime, yet your lust for gain blinds you—utterly shameless.”

“Li Huan, what are you doing here?”

Cheng Qiao didn’t even glance at Gu Yuhua and instead rushed toward Li Huan standing at the doorway.

“Wife, I missed you, so I took leave to come see you. How’s it going? Is everything settled? Once it’s done, your husband will take you home.”

Li Huan immediately dropped what he was holding, hugged Cheng Qiao as she threw herself into his arms, and felt a sense of calm wash over him.

“It’s all settled. I was supposed to leave this afternoon, so you came just in time.”

“Hehe, that’s great. Wait here a moment; I’ll go inform my father.”

Cheng Liguo had been ready to scold someone, but Li Huan’s words interrupted him, and inwardly he gave a thumbs-up—well said.

“Father, I’m here to take my wife home. We haven’t been able to live without her all this time.”

“Mm, take her and go. Leave immediately, and don’t come out unless necessary.”

Li Huan: “……Not even a meal? I’m about to starve here.”

“Director Gu, I’m sorry. We have a guest at home; could you leave first?”

Cheng Liguo didn’t hold back in politely ushering the guest out. Who does this person think he is—demanding medical prescriptions? If these medicines were used on soldiers, fine, but what if he pocketed them for himself?

Gu Yuhua turned red in the face and left without even daring to look at Li Huan. He could feel the fierce energy radiating from this young man—completely beyond his capacity to handle.

Most importantly, this young man saw through the most sordid part of his heart. He truly wanted to do good for the soldiers, but he also wanted to claim the honor for himself.

He would retire in a few years, and without some great achievements, how could his children make their mark? Yet his recent ambition had already failed.

Qin Guoqing had escorted Li Huan here. Gu Yuhua’s words were heard clearly, and Qin Guoqing immediately drove to the military hospital to tell Li Bing everything.

Li Bing was astonished. He knew Cheng Qiao had given him a life-saving medicine, but the quantity couldn’t be much—at most two or three pills, likely given to Cheng Qiao by Ye Jun for self-protection.

Cheng Qiao had used the medicine on him without hesitation. In truth, he owed her his life. And for this Director Gu to dare deceive and threaten her—this grudge was set.

After informing Li Bing, Qin Guoqing rushed back to the garrison. He saw Xiao Dan preparing to deliver herbal medicines to the hospital and quickly stopped him.

“Father, we can’t send it.”

Qin Daqiang was furious. That brat! So many brothers are bleeding and dying on the front lines, and you won’t even contribute a bit of medicine? What a waste raising you!

“Father, hear me out before deciding, okay? Just be a little democratic and listen to your son; I won’t harm you.”

Seeing his son’s anxious expression, Qin Daqiang nodded. He knew his son’s character well—he wouldn’t act so out of line unless it was urgent.

“Go ahead.”

Qin Guoqing recounted everything—from receiving Li Huan’s call, picking him up at the station, bringing him home, to Gu Yuhua’s threats toward Cheng Qiao and his secret extraction of Li Bing’s blood.

After listening for a long while, Qin Daqiang angrily exclaimed: “My goodness! This Gu Yuhua has the audacity to demand Cheng Qiao’s prescription! You never know what people are really like.”

“Father, this medicine…”

“Keep it hidden. Even if it goes bad, it mustn’t go to Gu Yuhua. At most, we can set up an internal clinic and appoint Cheng Qiao as the director.”

“Father, that won’t work. Chen Qiao doesn’t have a medical license. If someone reports it, the trouble will be enormous.”

“If not this, then that. Damn it, what am I supposed to do?”

Qin Daqiang was furious—how could a person live so frustrated?

“Father, Brother Huan came to take Cheng Qiao home. They’re leaving this afternoon.”

“What? You little rascal, why didn’t you say so earlier? Go on, take me to meet your Brother Huan.”

“Father, not Brother Huan, it’s Brother Huan—‘Huan’ as in happiness.”

“How can a man be named after a woman?”

Qin Daqiang grumbled but said no more. Parents can name their children whatever they want; no outsider has a say.

“What about the medicine?”

“Xiao Dan, hide it all. Only you will know about one packet.”

Xiao Dan had already gotten excited hearing this. Upon hearing Qin Daqiang’s orders, he immediately stood at attention, saluting and promising to complete the mission. Whatever he hides, no one—not even a ghost—will find.

Qin Guoqing brought Qin Daqiang to the cave dwelling. He saw Cheng Liguo, his daughter, son-in-law, and grandson feasting inside and regretted not bringing any wine.

“Guoqing, go get some wine from my dorm.”

Qin Guoqing’s face fell. The dorm was at least half an hour away. By the time he brought it back, who’d even want to eat?

Li Huan understood Qin Guoqing’s reluctance and quickly guided the father and son to sit down. Though small, the cave dwelling could squeeze them in.

“So you’re Li Huan. Thank you for your help during this time. I hope we can maintain this kind of relationship. The army and civilians should work as one.”

Li Huan nodded repeatedly. With Cheng Qiao’s help, he opened a bottle of white liquor using his teeth and poured it for everyone except Qin Guoqing.

Qin Guoqing felt wronged, but he knew the rule: don’t drink and drive, don’t drive after drinking. Otherwise, his conscience wouldn’t allow it.

The meal strengthened the bond between the Cheng and Qin families. When Qin Daqiang asked Li Huan to help find a wife for his son, Li Huan impulsively suggested Li Le.

“My younger sister may not be a national beauty, but she’s delicate and refined. In age and other respects, she matches Guoqing well.”

“How old is your sister?”

“My sister is fourteen this year. By summer, she’ll enter middle school.”

“Good gracious, still a scholar-type. The age difference is perfect—Guoqing is seventeen, a three-year gap. Haha, could you send a photo of your sister when you return?”

“Sure. Oh, I have a family photo. Wait, I’ll find it.”

Cheng Qiao sighed deeply. Lele, please don’t get angry. Your second brother is drunk and talking nonsense. Let’s hope he can’t find the photo.

“Guoqing, when Brother Huan’s sister turns eighteen, I’ll let you marry her.”

Qin Guoqing rolled his eyes. He didn’t even know what Brother Huan’s sister looked like, her personality, or whether she’d suit him.