Mrs. Cai, you are really suffering!" Ruoyi's eyes burst into tears, and after a moment of sadness, she asked Mrs. Cai, who had red eyes, "Where is Brother Xiong, how is he doing?"

"You said Xiong Zhiping?" Mrs. Cai was worried, "No one knew how he was. Since he was quarantined that day, no one has seen him come out! There are rumors that he was infected and bitten and fussed in the compartment and executed on the spot, and some say that he died of being fucked and starved in the isolation room!"

"How could this happen? Brother Xiong suffered a gunshot wound on his feet and was not caught by a zombie, so how could he be infected?"

"I don't know either, I just heard them say this!"

"Where is that director? He beat Brother Xiong's leg injury at that time. He should have given an explanation, right?"

"Director? The director is still a person at the base. I heard that he is working for a big man. He often freely enters and exits the base as long as he is not injured. He fell and left. I still remember that a person who was injured by him was still under quarantine and review!"

"It seems that I have to find someone to go to the isolation room tomorrow to inquire!"

"Xiao Ling, do you know anyone in the officialdom?"

"I have a friend whose father is the secretary of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee. He treats me very well. I want to ask him for information and there must be no problem!"

"Then Xiao Ling, please give me my wish for Xiong Zhiping! I will thank you for your behalf!"

"My life was saved by Brother Xiong. I am just repaying his kindness!"

"Xiao Yi!" Just as Ling Ruoyi was discussing with Mrs. Cai, a tall and tall man with a blushed face, a thick voice, walked in.

"Uncle Song!" Ling Ruoyi happily greeted her, "Are you here?"

"Yes, how are Xiaoyi doing today, I'll come to my house?" Song Haoran pinched Ling Ruoyi's face lovingly.

"I'm very good, Uncle Song, thank you for your concern!" Ling Ruoyi dragged Song Haoran and said, "Uncle Song, come and sit down!"

"I heard from Xiao Zhao that you bought someone and came back?"

"Yes, Uncle Song, I happened to have something to come to you and you came!"

"Haha, it's better to come sooner than you can. Tell me quickly and see if there is anything to ask Uncle Song for help?" Song Haoran walked towards the sofa as he spoke.

"Uncle Song, this is the thing!" Ling Ruoyi pointed at Mrs. Cai who was standing aside. "I met Mrs. Cai in Xinjiang!"

"Sister Cai?" Song Haoran's eyes stopped moving when he looked at Mr. Cai, and there was a strange expression on his face.

"Uncle Song, what's wrong with you?" Ruoyi looked at Song Haoran strangely.

"Oh, it's okay!" Song Haoran instantly regained his calmness, looking at Mrs. Cai with a smile on his face, "Are you Mrs. Cai?"

"Yes, I am Mrs. Cai!" Mrs. Cai looked at this man with a little respectful attitude, who was much more elegant than ordinary people.

"I heard Xiaoyi mention it. She said that you took good care of her when she was in a coma. Thank you so much!"

"It is the essence of being a human being, there is nothing to be grateful for!" Mrs. Cai seriously.

"Okay, it is the essence of being a human being to help those in need! Well said!" Song Haoran looked at Mrs. Cai with admiration.

"Uncle Song, we actually have something we want to ask you for help today!"

"What's the matter? Uncle Song said that your business is Uncle Song's business, and Uncle Song will definitely help you with all your strength!"

"That's right, Uncle Song, when I was unconscious in the Xinjiang desert, a man named Xiong Zhiping saved me. He brought the people from their village to Shanghai and we lost contact. Today, I accidentally discovered the trace of Mrs. Cai. I realized that Brother Xiong has evaporated since he entered the Shanghai base. No one knows where he is, and even more so, his life and death!"

"Oh, so that's how it is!" After listening to Ling Ruoyi's words carefully, Song Haoran pondered for a moment, "I'll go back and ask, I'll give you an answer tomorrow!"

In the early morning, when a ray of sunlight shone into the room through the light green window screen, Ling Ruoyi woke up from the bed, put on her clothes and washed her clothes, and walked downstairs. She saw Mrs. Cai who was busy wiping the table and chairs in the living room, "Sister Cai, why are you so busy? Take a break and don't be tired!"

"It's okay. I've been used to doing this little thing in the countryside for a long time. When I think about Xiong Zhiping still suffering, I feel a little uncomfortable!"

"Don't worry, Sister Cai, Uncle Song promised me something, I believe he will do it!"

"Xiao Ling, can you really believe that Uncle Song?"

"Of course, Mrs. Cai, can you not trust him?"

"It's not that I can't trust him, but the Shanghai base is too big and the current situation is chaotic. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the person we are looking for!"

"Sister Cai, don't worry about this. It's easier for Uncle Song to do something at the Shanghai base!"

"Oh, it seems that you, Uncle Song, are really different from ordinary people!"

"Yes, Uncle Song is a member of the city party secretary who is at the base, and I believe this is not difficult for him!"

"Ah? Xiao Ling, you Uncle Song, he is the secretary of the municipal party committee?" Mrs. Cai opened her mouth wide and looked at Ling Ruoyi in surprise.

"Yes, Uncle Song is the father of the friend I told you! He treats me very well."

"Oh, so that's how it is!" Mrs. Cai breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm relieved, Xiong Zhiping is now saved!"

"Brother Xiong is kind-hearted and he will definitely be fine!"

"Well, Xiao Ling, I've cooked porridge, come and have some drinks!"

"Sister Cai, don't be so tired, take a little more rest!"

"Xiao Ling, just let me do something for you, otherwise I will be unaccustomed to letting me rest!" Cai Dasaocheng reclaimed the land.

"Okay, okay, you'll be the one who's at home in the future!" Ling Ruoyi sat on the table and picked up the porridge made by Mrs. Cai.

"Miss Ling!" Xiao Zhao's slightly mechanical voice sounded downstairs.

"Xiao Zhao, is there any news from Brother Xiong?"

"Yes, we have found out about Xiong Zhiping's whereabouts! Secretary Song is afraid that you will worry, so I will let me inform you!"

"Brother Xiong is okay, is he okay?"

"Well, it's okay, at least he's still alive!"

"Xiong Zhiping is still alive, it's so great!" Mrs. Cai looked up at the sky and cried happily. "Thank you for your blessing!"

"Xiao Zhao, can I go and Mrs. Cai to see Brother Xiong?"

"Well, okay, Secretary Song said that as long as you want to see Xiong Zhiping, you can do it anytime!"

"Then Xiao Zhao, take us there quickly!" Ling Ruoyi couldn't wait to pull Xiao Zhao's sleeve.

"Miss Ling, Mr. Zhao, this is the person you are visiting!" A staff member took Ling Ruoyi and Xiao Zhao Cai to a solid cell-like isolation room surrounded by iron fences with thick arms, pointing to a man curled in a pile of straw mat behind his disheveled head with thick iron chains, saying, "He is Xiong Zhiping!"

"Is he really Xiong Zhiping?" Ruoyi asked the staff with some disbelief.

"Yes, he is Xiong Zhiping!" The staff patted the iron fence and shouted loudly, "Xiong Zhiping, get up quickly, someone will come to see you!"
Chapter completed!