The sound of footsteps was heard outside, and Chen Yirou calmly took her hand out from under the blanket.

She turned around to look, and it was Jiang Yiren who had returned.

"You're awake?"

Jiang Yiren's face lit up with joy, as she walked in and set up the makeshift table on the bed and opened up the food she had bought.

"Eat a little."

She handed over the chopsticks.

"Thank you."

Song Guanchao was indeed hungry, and he grabbed the food and started devouring it.

Jiang Yiren's eyes showed a bit of gloom, Song Guanchao was too polite with her.

She sometimes felt that Song Guanchao's relationship with Chen Yirou was closer than with herself.

Although she had already come to terms with it long ago, today's events piqued her interest in Song Guanchao again.

No help for it, this man's personal charm was just too overwhelming, she couldn't resist.

After eating his fill, Song Guanchao wiped his mouth and was about to get out of bed.

Chen Yirou quickly stopped him: "Where are you going?"

"I'm fine now, I want to be discharged."

"That's not possible."

Chen Yirou said, "In a while, reporters and media will come to interview you, you're a big hero now, you must seize this opportunity."

Song Guanchao wasn't a rookie in the political circles, he knew what kind of opportunity she was talking about.

He also clearly understood that this kind of opportunity was extremely rare.

There are countless people in the system who spend their entire lives but don't necessarily get such a chance.

Song Guanchao was worried about Wen Ru, wanting to go see her.

But he also knew that he couldn't run around now; he had to cooperate with the media reporters' promotion, and the City Propaganda Department's publicity.

Heroic figures like him within the system were exceedingly scarce, not to mention now that Wu Qiangwei was in charge, she would definitely promote him heavily.

And he actually needed this kind of fame now.

After all, he was still thinking about going from Lingjiang to the Provincial City.

So, he lay back down.

Chen Yirou smiled and said, "You can rest well for a few days this time, no need to attend lectures."

Song Guanchao forced a bitter smile and mumbled a response.

"I'll go talk to the reporters outside."

After she left the ward, he was alone with Jiang Yiren.

Jiang Yiren wanted to chat with him about something, but couldn't find a topic, leaving her a bit awkward with the cold atmosphere.

Ultimately, it was Song Guanchao who broke the ice.

"You guys can also get some exposure this time."

"Hmm." Jiang Yiren looked up and said, "Your hair got burned."

Song Guanchao touched his hair; indeed, the hair on his forehead was singed.

"I'll find a barber shop to trim it later."

"Weren't you scared when you went in?" Jiang Yiren suddenly asked, very curious.

In such a scenario, anyone else would probably be scared, yet he seemed to have no hesitation at the time.

She really wanted to know what Song Guanchao was thinking back then.

"What's there to be scared of? The fire wasn't that big at the time."

"But later, when you went in the second time, the fire was really big."

"Didn't think much at that moment," Song Guanchao shrugged, "You know, sometimes you just want to show off a bit, after all, there were tens of thousands of spectators outside back then; if you pulled it off, think about what a sense of achievement that'd be."

Jiang Yiren burst into laughter.

If other people were in his position, they'd certainly put on a façade, saying some empty platitudes, but only Song Guanchao would give such a down-to-earth answer.

But the more mundane, the more genuine it was, which made her feel that Song Guanchao was truly unique.

Outside.

Chen Yirou was talking with Minister Liu from the City Propaganda Department when a middle-aged man suddenly walked over.

Minister Liu promptly said, "Minister Chen."

Chen Yirou was also surprised and called out, "Minister Chen!"

Chen Yang, the Minister of the Provincial Committee's Propaganda Department!

Why had this big shot come over?

Chen Yang asked, "How is Comrade Song Guanchao?"

Chen Yirou replied, "He's already awake, just had some food."

Chen Yang gave a nod and asked, "What about Political Commissioner Wen?"

Minister Liu said, "Political Commissioner Wen is also awake."

"I'll go in and take a look."

Chen Yirou quickly opened the door and followed behind him.

Song Guanchao wasn't familiar with the leaders of the Provincial City and Province, it was only when Chen Yirou introduced them that he realized these two were big shots from the Propaganda Department.

Chen Yang commended, "Guanchao, you did very well this time, saving two girls and saving two families!"

The media reporters who had come in one after another recorded this scene.

Song Guanchao knew this was his moment to shine, so with a serious face he said, "In that kind of situation, I believe any party member would make the same choice as I did!"

Chen Yang's smile became even brighter.

This kid really knew how to talk.

He patted Song Guanchao's shoulder and said some encouraging and commendatory words before leaving.

After he left, Minister Liu also praised him a few times.

Then came the reporters' interview.

Song Guanchao handled this type of interview with ease, knowing how he should respond.

It took more than an hour before these reporters finally left.

Song Guanchao reached for the pillow, only to find it empty.

"Where's my phone?"

"Here it is."

Chen Yirou handed him the phone.

"A lot of calls came in when you were unconscious."

"Did you answer them?"

"No, I didn't."

As soon as the screen lit up, Song Guanchao saw a stream of missed calls.

Liang Jiajia, Wu Yun, Chu Xiao'e, Fu Ying...

These women certainly saw the news trending online.

He glanced at Chen Yirou.

Chen Yirou knew he was about to make a call, so she stood up and said, "I'm going to the restroom."

Seeing Jiang Yiren still standing there in a daze, Chen Yirou tugged at her.

Once outside, Jiang Yiren asked puzzled, "What did you want to tell me?"

She thought Chen Yirou had something to discuss with her.

Chen Yirou, speechless, said, "He's going to make phone calls; it's not convenient for us to be there."

"Why is it not convenient?"

"Because he's going to call those women."

"How do you know?"

"All those missed calls were from women, how do you think I know?"

"...Oh."

Jiang Yiren's eyes went even darker.

Inside the ward.

Song Guanchao made call after call, taking almost an hour to finish the last one.

After finishing, he suddenly felt like something was missing.

Furrowing his brows in thought, he realized what was missing.

Qu Xiangru hadn't called him.

Didn't she see the trending news?

Or was she intentionally avoiding calling?

He looked at the time, it was already past nine.

Wondering whether Wen Ru had woken up.

He leaned against the head of the bed, lost in thought, letting his mind wander. Suddenly, the door opened.

He looked over, and it was Liang Jiajia.

She hadn't even changed her clothes, clearly coming straight from work.

Song Guanchao couldn't help but sigh, this girl came to Jiangzhou City and was still a workaholic.

"Big hero, have you eaten?"

Liang Jiajia brought a portion of fried noodles in hand, smiling as she sat by the bedside.

"I'm starving."

Even though he had eaten not long ago, Song Guanchao set up the table again.

Watching Song Guanchao devour the food, Liang Jiajia said, "You're quite the celebrity now, netizens are almost worshiping you."

After finishing the fried noodles, Song Guanchao wiped his mouth and said, "You should quickly go back to sleep; working overtime every day, if you keep on like this your endocrine system will go out of balance."

Liang Jiajia clutched her stomach, "It's already out of balance, my period is a week late."

Song Guanchao sighed, "Don't push yourself like that, the police squad won't collapse without you."

Liang Jiajia pouted, "Says the guy who does the same. Wasn't there anyone else but you for that dangerous mission?"

"..."

Well, Song Guanchao couldn't argue with that.

"I'm heading out, you should get some rest early too."

Liang Jiajia gave him a kiss on the lips, not bothered by the greasy look of his mouth.

As Liang Jiajia turned to leave, she suddenly froze.

She stared at the doorway where Liang Jianfeng was standing, her face instantly turned red as she stamped her foot and adorably scolded, "Dad, why isn't your walking making any sound!"

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