RYEY -Chapter 529 Rules Make Order

“I don’t want to die. I want to live. Please, save me.”

“I can’t save you. Only you can save yourself.”

“How do I save myself?”

“I’ll give you a room, countless sheets of paper, and pens. Whatever you know or want to express, you can write it down. You’ll have three days.”

“And after three days?”

“We’ll see how you’ve done. Oh, and keep this pill with you. If you ever find life unbearable and want to end it yourself, I’ll help you along.”

Gu Yuhua stared in horror at the white pill in front of him. He wanted to recoil, but he was strapped to the chair, with no way to escape.

Qin Daqiang sneered coldly at Gu Yuhua’s cowardice and personally led him into the pre-prepared room.

The room was no larger than four square meters: a small bed, a desk, a lamp, a stack of paper, five or six pens, and a toilet hidden behind a cloth curtain. There wasn’t even a single window.

Seeing such a confined, airtight space, Gu Yuhua felt he could hardly breathe. He didn’t need three days—just one day could suffocate him.

A small window on the door allowed people outside to see in, but those inside couldn’t see out. Qin Daqiang watched Gu Yuhua scribbling furiously and felt satisfied; he had finally settled down.

Indeed, Gu Yuhua didn’t last three days. By the afternoon of the next day, he knocked on the door—he had finished writing everything he knew, or could recall.

Qin Daqiang read his confessions, or rather, his memoirs, and thought deeply. People who lived simple lives shouldn’t be underestimated; some secrets are hidden so deeply that even one’s ancestors might change decisions. Truly ruthless.

Cheng Qiao didn’t worry about Gu Yuhua withholding information. She was busy to the point of exhaustion. The First People’s Hospital had been handed over to her, allowing her to take charge until a new director arrived.

Qin Daqiang was nervous. The First People’s Hospital had already become a sensitive spot; if there were still spies inside, what would Cheng Qiao do?

Cheng Qiao, however, was confident. There were no more enemy agents in Liangzhou. With such tight investigations, no spy would be foolish enough to walk into a trap.

She also had to care for Ye Xiaolin, who was bedridden for a hundred days due to his injuries. Even if Cheng Qiao had potent medicine, she wouldn’t dare use it on him. In critical times, caution came first.

Two months later, under Cheng Qiao’s meticulous care, Ye Xiaolin fully recovered and returned to the organization, resuming his original post. His path ahead was now much broader.

Once familiar with her work, Cheng Qiao’s life slowed down. She could return home on time every day, but the empty apartment made her feel lonely, especially late at night, when she missed the children and Li Huan.

During these moments, she entered her space to speak with Little Red Head and the Qilin Rebirth Tree. Unfortunately, they were also busy cultivating, so Cheng Qiao turned her attention back to studying the Rejuvenation Pill.

Whether it was due to a restless mind or scattered thoughts, Cheng Qiao found it hard to concentrate. Fortunately, before the snow season arrived, their school had been completed.

Announcements for recruitment and student enrollment were posted at the school entrance. Suddenly, the area near the garrison became lively again, with people crowding the streets and nearly stopping traffic.

On the first day of the recruitment fair, the old party secretary arrived. This time, they were recruiting only university graduates with some teaching experience—a high standard.

The old secretary felt optimistic. Liangzhou lacked talent, and with enough skilled people, the region could develop.

The three-day recruitment fair proceeded with great success. Talented candidates were hired with excellent benefits, giving Cheng Qiao peace of mind.

With teachers secured, student enrollment began. They initially expected only a few students, but they came in droves, almost exhausting all registration forms.

Qin Daqiang rushed to Cheng Qiao again. The military wives were nearly fighting over the new shops available for rent.

Everyone wanted a shop, even if just to sublease for profit. At first, they competed based on status—whose husband had higher rank. Later, it became about family background.

Those with no advantages finally got angry. It was their first time asserting themselves. Why should they yield? If it’s a competition, let’s see who is stronger or louder.

Cheng Qiao sighed and drafted rental regulations:

1. Subleasing is prohibited. Violators will be dealt with individually.

2. Tenants must obtain a business license; no tax evasion. Profits are fine, but the law must be followed.

3. Rent is three months in advance and one month deposit; shop structures cannot be altered. Minor violations result in fines; major violations lead to contract termination.

Copies of the rules were posted below the rental notices. Within a day, almost half of the noisy applicants disappeared.

Qin Daqiang, delighted, wanted to treat Cheng Qiao to a meal. The constant shouting had given him a headache, and he couldn’t have imagined such an effective solution.

Cheng Qiao didn’t bother with meals. She took ten shops herself. Li Le took two. Chen Xiaoniu hadn’t planned to take any, but Xiao Dan secretly took one on her behalf.

Chen Xiaoniu was upset. She was heavily pregnant and about to give birth. With postpartum recovery and child care, who could manage a shop?

Xiao Dan pointed outside. Didn’t he have his mother to help? Following Cheng Qiao to purchase goods and sell clothes, he could earn money without exhausting himself. Unsold items could be worn personally.

Chen Xiaoniu had no choice—she relied entirely on Cheng Qiao, who was nearly exhausted. Xiao Dan, however, looked serious; he wanted to cause Cheng Qiao some trouble.

Otherwise, how lonely would the second sister-in-law be? With their group around, she’d at least have something to do.

Cheng Qiao had no idea about their intentions; otherwise, she would have thanked them. The health clinic expansion was already underway.

Zhao Hui had transferred the funds to her account, and Wu Hongxin received the official approval early, delivering both the approval and funds to Cheng Qiao.

So, the project could no longer be delayed. Cheng Qiao didn’t demolish the original clinic but began construction around it.

Without sufficient funds for an all-at-once upgrade, she prioritized key projects. For instance, the independent treatment room promised to the special department was under intense construction.

Other departments were subdivided, and various equipment was introduced. Ye Jun assisted her while bringing the twins along.

“Ye Jing has mastered all theoretical knowledge of Chinese medicine but lacks practical experience. He should also learn Western medicine. As for Nuan Nuan, you’ll know what she needs.”