Professor Wang shook his head, his tone resolute: "I’ve practiced medicine since I was young, and I’ve seen life and death countless times. I’ve long since come to terms with it. I just want to live out my last few years peacefully, without needing such precious things."

"You must take great care of this medicine. Each pill used is one less left."

Seeing his firm attitude, Qi Yun knew it was useless to persuade him further, so he carefully put the pill back into the bottle and then deeply bowed to Professor Wang: "Thank you, Professor Wang. I, Qi Yun, will remember this kindness."

"Whatever you need in the future, I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"

Professor Wang waved his hand: "No need to thank me. You’ve shown me that the world truly has a thousand-year-old ginseng, which is of great significance to me. We’re even."

After saying this, he pointed to the porcelain bottle in Qi Yun’s hand with a complex expression, "It’s best you don’t reveal this to anyone, or it could bring disaster to you..."

Qi Yun naturally understood his meaning and nodded solemnly, "Yes, I understand."

This bottle of Rejuvenation Pill might be the most valuable of all the treasures he has acquired, even surpassing the Qingnang Book.

After all, that book only contained treatment methods, and many of the ingredients have long been extinct, but this Rejuvenation Pill can directly save lives.

"If I haven’t used it by the time I kick the bucket, I can pass this bottle of Rejuvenation Pills down to Nuannuan as a family heirloom..." Qi Yun thought to himself.

...

After leaving the hospital, Qi Yun arrived at the company.

After months of continuous investment and burning over two billion yuan, "Defense of Azeroth" has completed all its preparations for the official launch.

Xiang Xiaoyue called him over to pick an auspicious date.

In the office, Qi Yun leaned back in the boss chair, skimming through the ’launch plan’ presented by the other side, his eyebrows involuntarily twitching.

Xiang Xiaoyue stood by the desk, her face serious: "Boss, these dates were all picked by experts. Some are suitable for starting business and attracting wealth, others are good for groundbreaking ceremonies. Which do you prefer?"

"You’re a top student from Tsinghua University, yet you believe in this stuff?" Qi Yun put down the document, looking at her with a strange expression.

Xiang Xiaoyue showed a hint of awkwardness on her face and muttered softly, "It’s not that I..."

Qi Yun glanced at her with exasperation, then looked at the calendar on the computer screen and casually said, "Let’s do it tomorrow. It’s just right, a weekend when the working folks are resting."

"You all work a bit of overtime, and the overtime pay will be calculated at triple rate."

Xiang Xiaoyue naturally had no objections, she nodded immediately: "Okay, I’ll inform everyone to get ready."

"Yes, go ahead, and ask Zhong Rui to come in for me."

Xiang Xiaoyue left in response, and within two minutes, Zhong Rui walked briskly into the office: "Boss, you were looking for me?"

"Yes, come here." Qi Yun waved him over, then took a document from his briefcase and instructed, "I have a task for you. Head to Alaska tomorrow and process the paperwork for this plot of land."

"I’ll have Brother Wei bring people along to ensure your safety. Once there, find an experienced lawyer to assist you."

"Notify me once the paperwork is done, and I’ll tell you the follow-up plan."

Zhong Rui quickly flipped through a couple of pages of the document and immediately replied, "Understood, boss. I’ll start packing now and set off early tomorrow."

"Yes, stay safe, and call back anytime if there’s an issue."

...

In the evening, Qi Yun had just finished dinner in the hospital room with the little girl and Zhao Qing when he received a call from Dachuan, saying there was news about the matter he had asked about last time.

"Brother Qi, I asked a friend of Zang Yuan about it. The location you mentioned, 60 kilometers east, there’s a stationed F point, roughly 80 people."

"But I don’t have a strong enough presence for this. If you want them over there, you’ll need to talk to my dad. He’s at home tonight, why don’t you come over and discuss it with him directly?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun immediately nodded, "Alright, I’m on my way now."

"Okay, call me when you get here, and I’ll come out to meet you."

After hanging up, Qi Yun bid Zhao Qing farewell and headed out.

Once in the car, he thought for a moment and called Xiao Hanguang.

Dachuan’s invitation likely came at the behest of his father, Liu Qiangjun, which meant there was a chance.

But since he had never met Liu Qiangjun, why would they be willing to help with this?

Without a doubt, his association with the Xiao Family, and Fu Wentao, played a significant role in this.

Fu Wentao has no official status or political stance, so he doesn’t get involved in these things, which isn’t a concern.

But the Xiao Family is different. The outside world now considers Qi Yun a protégé of Xiao Hanguang, and his actions represent the Xiao Family. Therefore, Qi Yun must first inform them and get Xiao Hanguang’s opinion.

In case any conditions are brought up later, he’ll have some idea.

Even for borrowing that batch of equipment from Dachuan last time, Qi Yun had informed Xiao Hanguang.

After two rings, the call was quickly answered, and Qi Yun concisely explained the situation.

Xiao Hanguang was taken aback after listening, surprised: "What does this matter have to do with you? Why do you want them stationed at that place?"

Qi Yun scratched his head, unable to come up with a suitable reason, and could only brace himself to explain: "I can’t disclose this matter to you yet, but I assure you there’s no personal agenda."

"Can’t disclose it to me yet." Xiao Hanguang chuckled softly, then spoke with a hint of helplessness, "Since you say so, kid, then I can only trust you."

"Thank you for trusting me, leader!" Qi Yun grinned, thankin.

"Alright, it’s not a big deal, he should give you a favor, go on then."

"Okay then."

Ending the call, Qi Yun exhaled a breath of relief.

With these 80 people stationed near that crucial junction, even if the Gwen Clan had any ideas, they wouldn’t have a chance.

....

Over half an hour later, in a traditional Chinese study, Qi Yun met Dachuan’s father.

Liu Qiangjun appeared to be in his early fifties, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, exuding an air of authority.

Even a simple glance from him carried a strong sense of oppression.

He rarely appears on television, so Qi Yun hadn’t seen him before.

"Hello, Uncle Liu, I’m Qi Yun." Upon meeting, Qi Yun took the initiative to greet him.

Liu Qiangjun laughed heartily, standing up from the sofa, and waved him over: "Xiao Qi, come and sit. I’ve long wanted to meet you, a talented young man."

"Haha, Uncle Liu, you’re overpraising me. How can I be considered a young talent? Dachuan is the example I learn from." Qi Yun politely smiled and sat down on the adjacent sofa.

"No need for formalities here." Liu Qiangjun said as he inspected him and fiddled with the tea set on the table.

"I’ve heard about your accomplishments. Being able to safely bring back that batch of national treasures from the foreign fleet and donating them to the Country, your ability and open-mindedness are truly admirable."

Qi Yun waved his hands dismissively, responding in a joking tone: "Uncle Liu, please don’t praise me. I’m quite susceptible to flattery."

"You’re the real hero working for the nation and the people. Compared to your contributions, what I’ve done is insignificant and not worth mentioning."

"Hahaha!" Liu Qiangjun handed over a teacup, pointing at him with a gesture, "You’re quite the speaker, young man."

Qi Yun slightly rose to accept the teacup, as Liu Qiangjun continued, "I heard from Dachuan that you had some family troubles a few days ago? How are things now?"

Qi Yun knew he was referring to the attack on Zhao Qing and the others, and nodded in acknowledgment, "Yes, thank you for your concern, Uncle Liu. Everything is safe now, and the matter has been resolved."

"Good, that’s good to hear." Liu Qiangjun nodded slightly and sighed, "The higher your stature, the more wind you attract. Be cautious in the future."

The subsequent conversation was mostly a casual chat between an elder and a junior, and even after Qi Yun left the study, neither mentioned the stationed F topic.

However, Qi Yun was well aware, judging from the attitude displayed, that this matter was settled.