Section 2

Mr. Song comes from a humble background, yet when Yuan Shikai sent him a blank check, guaranteeing it would never bounce, he refused it. His aspirations lie with the nation! We should emulate him!

Lieutenant Lu took the envelope, his hands were already cold

Fu Dongwen paused for a moment and softly asked, "Is the gentleman still alive?"

Shen Xi had forgotten where he was, and what time it was. Just a moment ago, he was imagining his romantic escapades in England, but now he found himself face to face, no, separated by eleven... thirteen or fourteen steps, gazing at each other.

Wan Feng felt that Shen Xi was becoming overly obsessed with her studies and planned to take her out to listen to opera and watch movies, activities in which she was not particularly interested. Later, she became infatuated with the heart, perhaps because the person who could teach her about it was not present in this school

Departing this world with resentment

Hell has become empty, and vengeful spirits roam the earth

As the gentleman said, "Fear not death, for one's ambition cannot be taken away"

As the voice fell, the room fell into silence

He had a half cup of tea in the study when Master Fu Er arrived

The person was wearing a blue linen jacket and gray trousers. Upon entering the study, upon seeing Fu Dongwen, their eyes turned red: "My husband sent me here. Third Master, something serious has happened"

Before long, Officer Lu entered

The second master was taken aback.

At that time, Third Master was entertaining guests, having reserved half of the venue. He sat with one leg crossed, wearing a stand-collar shirt and an open vest, leaning over to whisper to the person beside him. That day, he only caught a glimpse of Fu Dongwen's profile, which exuded a kind of despondent charm. It is said that he treated women of the world with great courtesy; amidst various scandalous rumors, although he was a heartless man, he was neither unfeeling nor ungracious. Whenever women spoke of him, it was all praise, with not a single word of malice.

In the past, countless esteemed guests frequented the building; how did Fu Dongwen come to know that he had appeared that night? In that moment, Officer Lu understood that in the future, the Fu family must not be trifled with

Fu Dongwen held the business card and pondered for a moment: "Call for Second Master."

It is already dusk

I must eat something right away, something that a Chinese person should eat

That night, she was under the light, flipping through her biology notes until dawn. Finally, she pulled out the letter paper she had prepared earlier and wrote him a letter. This was the first time she mentioned the words "in the future." Perhaps out of fear in her heart, afraid that he would say "Never ever meet again" or use phrases like "It is not appropriate to meet again," she wrote in a roundabout way, filling three sheets of paper without clearly stating the purpose of the letter.

She felt a sense of loss within her, wrapping herself in the quilt and burying her face in the pillow

It is the eighth day of last month

Not long after, someone delivered a business card to the residence, addressed to Master Fu II, from the Chief of Staff of the Presidential Guard.

Second Master is afraid of implicating him: "Let's meet in the front hall instead."

At this time, Shen Xi had already chosen to study surgery. Apart from the time spent writing letters to Fu Dongwen, she devoted herself to her studies day and night, never participating in their conversations. Among the familiar international students, there was also a male classmate in the same major as her, named Chen Lingguan, who happened to get along very well with her. The two usually did not engage in idle chatter, but whenever they spoke, it was always about their coursework.

The smell of disinfectant in the folds lingers on

The doctor knows what he is talking about; this line appeared in an opera they had heard while studying in the United Kingdom

This reply was sent out, and she waited from summer to winter.

This officer, whose surname is Lu, is quite well-known in Beijing. He has a peculiar habit of inviting those he wishes to kill to a banquet, and after the meal, he pulls out a gun to send them on their way. His actions are brazen and his methods ruthless; just last year, he killed numerous patriotic individuals.

The bottom layer of the nightstand drawer holds a blade specifically for cutting envelopes, and it has only been used this once as the year is coming to an end

Fu Dongwen remained silent, listening with a cold gaze, not uttering a word

Whenever they obtain valuable information, both individuals are meticulous and precise, leaving no detail overlooked

Regarding the renowned Master Fu San, Officer Lu had the fortune of meeting him in the Eight Great Alleys

From the moment he laid eyes on Master Fu San, Officer Lu's prepared remarks were rendered useless, and instead, he engaged in a discussion about people's livelihoods with Second Master.

Fu Dongwen

Fu Dongwen straightforwardly told him: "The staff officer of the guard army wants to see you"

Of course, that is the Third Master from the realm of romance and pleasure, not from here

Fu Dongwen instead took out money to bribe those newspapers, instructing them to find ways to protect Second Master

July 7

Yes. The servant departed.

During this time, the doctor came in, bringing him some pills and water. He swallowed the medication, and the gesture of putting down the white porcelain cup was somewhat heavy. Officer Lu felt a sudden jolt in his heart, as if he had received an order, and hurriedly pushed back his chair: "I have too much in common with Second Master, and our conversation has become too intimate. It is getting late, and I must also go to work."

Fu Dongwen has never mentioned any plans for her future

In a harmonious and amicable manner, as if old friends have reunited

Fu Dongwen smiled and instructed the staff, "Bring the guests here"

Shen Xi listened and speculated whether her father and brothers had also met a similar fate back in their day, which ultimately led to their final outcome

Shakespeare, Goethe, Tolstoy, Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, vascular suturing, thrombus hemostatic band

Another group of new international students has been sent here, and everyone will talk about the domestic situation, mentioning the assassination attempt on Mr. Song

To emphasize this teasing remark, he glanced out the window

The two of them were engaged in a game of chase, becoming utterly absorbed in their studies. They could not complete the models provided by the teacher during class, so they made up for it after class. Not content with the hours allocated for anatomy and practical classes, Shen Xi took the initiative. This male classmate found ways to use his resources to pay for opportunities, allowing the two of them to observe surgical operations, thus accumulating a wealth of valuable surgical materials and anatomical drawings.

There are those who weep with sorrow, and there are those who are filled with righteous indignation

He went to the United Kingdom, was it for business or for some other reason? Or is there a romantic interest waiting for him in a foreign land? Once his thoughts reached this point, the more he thought about it, the more absurd it became. With a rumbling stomach and his mind filled with thoughts of him marrying and starting a family in the UK, Shen Xi could no longer lie still. He turned over in bed, got up, and managed to dress himself somewhat neatly before heading downstairs

The professor also stated that blood was gushing out and the heart could not stop beating, making surgery under such circumstances extremely difficult

She is indecisive

All were gathered around that man, presenting a posture akin to stars encircling the moon

Upon seeing the date, Shen Xi inferred that he must have set off before he had the chance to receive the letter

What should I say

Thus, before long, Master Er's articles no longer had the opportunity to be published. Everyone believed that Master Er was being suppressed, and even Master Er often complained during meals, only to be struck by Old Master Fu wielding a chair, injuring him, and admonishing him to take care of his own writing and not to implicate the Fu family

Fu Dongwen's silence can be taken as an implicit agreement

She carefully cut open the envelope, pulled out the paper, which was still folded in three.

Everyone is smiling, filled with confidence for the future

Before I had the chance to examine them closely, a servant came in again, carrying a stack of letters and placed them on the desk

These individuals gather in one place, often engaging in lengthy discussions throughout the night

Second Master held great respect for Mr. Song Jiaoren, and he was deeply affected by this incident. He had a column in the newspapers where he expressed his outrage, writing several articles vehemently criticizing the president. Someone discreetly conveyed a message to Fu Dongwen, suggesting that he should advise Second Brother. Fu Dongwen superficially agreed but did not say a word to Second Master.

The business card was not delivered to the Second Master's courtyard; instead, it was first sent to Fu Tongwen's study by a servant.

The acting leader of the Kuomintang was assassinated, shocking the entire nation

That evening, Wan Feng and Gu Yiren were both invited to a Christian family gathering. She and Chen Lingguan exchanged insights on vascular suturing techniques, and before they knew it, dawn had arrived as they returned home, collapsing into sleep. When they awoke, it was already dusk.

Fu Dongwen instructed his servant to see the person off, escorting the staff officer Lu to the gate of the residence. The doctor who had been attending to Fu Dongwen all along rushed out, took an envelope from his pocket, and handed it to the staff officer, saying: "Third Master instructed that the staff officer did not seem to have had enough fun in the Eight Great Alleys on the 8th of last month. Here is a check that should be sufficient for the staff officer to stay there for half a year."

A slant of sunlight streamed in through the window, falling upon his dress pants and brown leather shoes, as if dusted with golden powder.

I will soon embark on my journey to the United Kingdom, with an uncertain return date. As for your tuition fees, there is no need for concern, as they will suffice until the day you have no books left to read. I apologize for the hurried nature of this correspondence.

His letter was placed on the carpet as a gift

Fu Dongwen finished the English tea in his hand, set down the white porcelain cup, and teased her in a neutral tone: "I didn't expect that my sister-in-law is still living by Chinese time here"

Fu Dongwen pointed to the stool beside the Eight Immortals table and said, "Sit down, I will accompany you to see."

Once the area was cleared, Fu Dongwen suddenly recalled the letters and packages from America. He found a military dagger, cut open the package, and took out a thick stack of newspapers and reports. He then unfastened the vest he was wearing and let out a sigh of relief

Fu Dongwen held a teacup, his gray-black color-blocked suit jacket unbuttoned, revealing the vest and shirt underneath. The tie was attractive, and the stand-up collar of the shirt was also appealing. He appeared to be... aloof and independent, making it difficult to find another like him...

But now the President holds a powerful military force, who can do anything to him

Chen Linguan came from a poor family, and most of the money was provided by Shen Xi. Sometimes, when the expenses were high, Shen Xi would complain, recalling the corpses of opium addicts left unclaimed in the opium den, which were truly a waste. She would record all expenditures, reminding Chen Linguan of how many Chinese lives he needed to save in the future to accumulate blessings for Fu Dongwen

In the open-plan living room of the apartment, several people are seated

Mr. Song was assassinated that person said softly, with a glimmer of tears in his eyes

The books I read with the family teacher in my childhood were all in vain

Fu Dong leaned slightly forward, his gaze becoming serious: "Take your time to speak."

Fu Dongwen and the doctor exchanged a brief glance.

Everyone knows that San Ye's way of dealing with people is far from that of a gentleman

In the last century, someone remarked that performing surgery on the heart was a desecration of the surgical art. Whoever dared to do so would surely be disgraced. The professor laughed in class, spreading his hands, and said, "But some have already begun to succeed; the solid ice has been broken, and we will find the route to the heart."

After being shot, the gentleman entrusted three matters. First, to donate all the books stored in Nanjing, Beijing, and Tokyo to the Nanjing Library. Second, as the gentleman's family is poor and his elderly mother is still alive, he instructed someone to take care of her. Third... that person choked up, "Please continue to fight for the salvation of the country, and do not abandon your responsibilities for my sake"

With the conclusion of the second year of studies, the apartment has become considerably livelier

He thought he was to meet Second Master, but unexpectedly, he entered the study of Third Master Fu

This was not a big deal; Shen Xi fell out of bed along with the quilt, awkwardly clutching the letter and the blanket as she crawled back.

Heavens, what a life-threatening statement this is

Shen Xi took three steps and made them into two, running and jumping down from the upstairs. As her front foot just landed on the floor, she saw the person sitting in the living room. In a moment of distraction, she embarrassingly bumped into the handrail.

On the day Shen Xi's letter arrived, a young man came.

Fu Dongwen's gaze flickered slightly, and he coldly smiled: "Hell is empty and all the devils are here"

The officer Lu did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly took his leave

The professor asked her if she was prepared to continue her studies. If she were to stop here, it would be quite a pity for her professional development

The topmost letter happens to be from the United States

By the third year, she successfully completed the scheduled coursework

The heart races, yet the hands move slowly; upon opening the paper, there are only a few sparse lines.

Yes, Third Master