Chapter Thirty: Moving into the Retirement Home

  Hearing that the hospital was not suitable for Han Ankang's physical recovery, and with Tie Xingwu, an old subordinate, inviting him to stay in the sanatorium, he had been scolded by him many times. After considering for a moment, and with Cui Zhen-shan also chiming in, Zhao Hu thought that staying in the hospital was indeed inconvenient for Han Ankang's treatment, this somewhat stubborn Zhao Hu finally agreed to move to the military district sanatorium for recuperation.

  Seeing the old leader nodding, Tie Xingwu was undoubtedly overjoyed. It's worth noting that every time the Military Commission leaders came to inspect the military region, they would specially visit Zhao Hu and other retired old leaders of the military region.

  Every time they visited the old comrades in the sanatorium, they would drive to the countryside to visit Zhao Hu's convalescence. It was indeed a bit of a hassle to run two places for one military region. As a result, every time the Military Commission leaders felt that Tie Xingwu and his fellow incumbent generals in the military region had not done a good job, allowing this famous old general at home to retire and live in the countryside with inconvenient conditions.

  Zhao Hu finally agreed to move to the nursing home, and Tie Xingwu immediately called the staff at the nursing home to send a car over to pick up the old chief for treatment.

  Of course, he didn't forget to notify the hospital, but the hospital's leaders were naturally unwilling. They had finally seen a glimmer of hope in curing this Northeastern old general, and this achievement was quite significant. Now, with a sudden turn of events, this achievement would fall into the hands of the military retirement home, which made the hospital feel unhappy.

  What can you do if you're unwilling?

  Firstly, this is the requirement of the doctor in charge, secondly, this old general who has made up his mind and cannot be persuaded even by nine oxen, thirdly, this newly appointed military region commander is also someone who cannot be easily offended. In a situation where there is no other way out, the hospital proposed that they can provide several experts to go to the sanatorium for consultation together.

  Tie Xingwu naturally expressed his disapproval, and compared to the local hospital's team of experts, the Northeast Military Region Hospital also had no shortage of experts. If these experts could really cure the old leader's illness, it wouldn't have dragged on until now before seeing hope. Therefore, Tie Xingwu flatly refused, and even took the matter to Zhao Chengcheng's doorstep.

  Compared to Tie Xingwu, who only knew that the local experts were helpless in treating Zhao Hu's illness, Zhao Chengcheng knew that the local hospital wanted to take credit. He quickly let people from both sides hand over the matter of his past assistant to Han Ankang for handling. In any case, Han Ankang was the main actor in the treatment team, and everyone else was just an extra.

  Since the hospital strongly requires it, they can send someone to assist, but it's better to let Han Ankang choose an expert who can assist him. This way, I believe neither the hospital nor the military will dare to have any opinions. After all, they both hope to see Zhao Hu return safely.

  Facing the hospital leader's eager eyes, Han Ankang finally chose the most familiar Gu Heng. This old expert, who was also his mentor in medical school and had a close relationship with him, advocated for the combination of Chinese and Western medicine. In this regard, he was quite in line with Han Ankang's views on medical skills, and for him, what mattered most was being able to solve the patient's problem, regardless of whether it was traditional Chinese or Western medicine.

  Looking at the disciple who was chosen by Han Ankang, Gu Heng naturally knew that this matter was a rare achievement for doctors. Even for an expert like him who enjoyed a great reputation in the medical field and didn't care much about fame or fortune, being able to join the team treating Zhao Hu might also bring him joy.

  In addition, he himself was a Chinese medicine practitioner in his early years and understood the medical skills of Hua Xia at that time. For him to understand the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine, it would be an eye-opener. This is irresistible for any doctor who aspires to make progress in their medical skills even at this age.

  After selecting the person to assist with treatment, it was learned that the old commander would be moving into a nursing home. The doctors and nurses at the military district's nursing home were overjoyed. Upon receiving the phone call, they immediately drove the best medical vehicle from the nursing home to the hospital. At the same time, following Tie Xingwu's instructions, they also brought a squad of guards for protection.

  When Zhao Hu was transferred to the medical vehicle by the nursing staff of Ganxiu, he saw Tie Xingwu sending troops to guard again. Naturally, there was another scolding, saying that he was too excited and mobilized so many people just to pick him up. However, while Tie Xingwu nodded in agreement, promising not to make the same mistake again, he still had the military district's guards do a good job of guarding along the way.

  Originally, Choi Jin-san was worried that this military stronghold would not be convenient for a foreigner like him to enter. However, Zhao Hu, who owed Choi Jin-san a favor, naturally wouldn't let him leave easily. Moreover, the Ganxiu Temple itself was a place where retired old men rested and recuperated, so it couldn't be considered a military stronghold. He directly expressed his intention to have Choi Jin-san go with him.

  When he recovers, he will thank Choi Jin-san for his kindness in matchmaking. Moreover, he is clear that compared to his current relationship with Han Ankang, Choi Jin-san has undoubtedly gained more favor from Han Ankang. If he sends Choi Jin-san back to South Korea now, it would somewhat give people the feeling of burning bridges after crossing the river.

  At their level, every move is well thought out. Knowing that the people living in the inn were all retired veterans from the army who spent most of their time playing chess, reading newspapers and passing time together, rarely discussing military secrets, Cui Zhen Shan felt it wouldn't cause too much trouble for Zhao Hu, so he decided to go with him.

  As for Han Ankang, who had originally planned to drive there himself, at Zhao Hu's special request, he was also lifted onto a stretcher by a group of military medical personnel who rushed over and pushed into an ambulance, enjoying the treatment that only retired high-ranking generals like Zhao Hu could enjoy.

  A military vehicle with armed soldiers led the way, followed by Choi Jin-san's bodyguard team on high alert. The convoy left the hospital and naturally, no private car owner dared to block their path. After a smooth ride for some time, the convoy arrived at a scenic spot nestled between mountains and water, where soldiers were stationed on guard duty.

  The person sitting in the lead car was the commander of the military region, and the officer on duty knew very well that one of these two cars must be carrying the old commander who deserved respect from all soldiers in the military region. For these officers and men of the Northeast Military Region, it was also a matter of pride to stand guard for the old commander.

  It wasn't until the last car was inspected that several bodyguards on the vehicle were found to be carrying handguns. Although Tie Xingwu didn't think these people could stir up much trouble inside, he still suggested to Cui Zhen-shan that it would be better for the bodyguards to hand over their guns to the guard unit at the retirement home for safekeeping.

  Chui Zhen Shan didn't think there was anything wrong with this and instructed a few somewhat reluctant bodyguards to hand over their pistols to the security guards at the guesthouse for safekeeping. For people of their level, it's very normal for bodyguards to be armed when traveling. Even if they enter the territory of Huaxia, the gun permits held by these bodyguards have all been registered in advance during customs clearance.

  If the Chinese side believes that their bodyguards entering the country with guns pose a threat to China, the South Korean consulate will take responsibility and may trigger an incident. The fact that a foreign consulate can provide guarantees for these bodyguards to carry guns is enough to prove how noble the person they are protecting is.

  It's not just Choi Jong-bae, but also when Zhao Hu went to South Korea in the past. If he felt that the security personnel sent by the other party were not secure enough, the bodyguards responsible for protecting him would also wear guns when entering the country. Of course, this also requires coordination with the foreign affairs departments of both countries and will be approved by them. After all, in any country, the privileged class always has some special privileges.

  The Ganxiu unit, which is not a military stronghold but also belongs to the military protection unit that cannot be easily entered by outsiders, allowed Cui Zhen-shan to enter because Zhao Hu was his guarantor. But allowing these bodyguards to bring guns in would make it difficult for Zhao Hu to explain if anything happened. Moreover, with a security company from the Military Region responsible for the safety of Ganxiu, it is enough to protect Cui Zhen-shan's safety inside.

  So the bodyguard left his gun behind, and there won't be any accidents. It's just like when Zhao Hu went to South Korea and wanted to enter a military base for a meeting. The guns of his entourage were also confiscated as a matter of course. Of course, if anything goes wrong inside, the host side will take full responsibility.

  As a privileged person, Choi Jin-san understood the reason and ordered his bodyguard to leave the gun at the guard post for registration, and then followed the motorcade into the exclusive sanatorium for retired generals of the Huaxia military region. This kind of sanatorium for retired officials who still have extraordinary influence in the military or political arena also exists in South Korea.

  The fleet entered the rest station and saw that the scenery outside the window was indeed very good, but what made Cui Zhen Shan somewhat puzzled was that along the way, except for the guards at the rest station, it seemed that not a single staff member was seen.

  It wasn't until the motorcade came to a halt that Cui Zhen Shan truly understood the prestige of this Tiger General in the Northeast Army, and how his aura still lingered.

  When Zhao Hu was pushed down from the car by the nursing staff, looking at the old commander half-reclining on the sickbed, an old man wearing glasses said in a loud and clear voice: "Everyone is present, salute to the commander!"

  Looking at these old men wearing uniforms without military insignia, as well as the retired officers and nursing staff in uniform, Zhao Hu also seemed somewhat excited. However, upon seeing the elderly man who led the salute, Zhao Hu couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Bookworm, is this another one of your tricks? I've already retired, what's with all these formalities?! Drop it!"

  Although these words were spoken with a smile, Zhao Hu was clear that this was everyone's respect for him, and finally said casually, it had been some years since he last gave orders. Looking at these familiar military colleagues from back then, Zhao Hu suddenly felt that occasionally having time to come here and stay, chatting with these younger comrades-in-arms in the army, might also give life a bit more novelty.

  Perhaps this is what Zhao Hu experienced after circling the line of death, and only then did he come to appreciate the new truth that one must cherish time when alive.