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"Don't worry, sir. The bullet passed cleanly through his arm without damaging any bones or major nerves. With some rest, he will heal just fine."
In the doctor's office, Peter's attending physician reassured Xu Li, "The young man has a strong vitality and will recover quickly. This kind of gunshot wound should be mostly healed in a month or two."
"That's great to hear," Xu Li sighed in relief, shaking the doctor's hand gratefully. "Thank you."
"It's what we are here for," the doctor replied.
After bidding farewell to the attending physician, Xu Li entered the hospital room where Eva was crying and hugging Peter tightly, showering his forehead with kisses. "You reckless little guy! Do you know how worried I was when I found out you were hurt?"
"I'm fine now, Mom," Peter grinned widely, looking silly.
Xu Li patted his head. "Peter has grown up. From now on, in your father's eyes, you're a man. You performed better than your brothers!"
"Thank you, Dad!" Peter beamed with joy. Receiving praise from his father meant more to him than any compliments from others.
Zhuo Ya entered the room carrying a thermos, accompanied by Lisa and Uncle Andong. After opening the thermos, she winked at Peter. "This is chicken soup that Lisa made herself. You have to finish it!"
"Thank you, Lisa!" Peter smiled at her.
Old laughed heartily and nodded at Lisa. With Anna's help, he leaned against the headboard and took a sip of the chicken soup, raising his eyebrows in surprise. "Not bad at all."
Lisa felt a bit shy as she approached Xu Li and quietly apologized, "I'm sorry, Uncle. If it weren't for my stubbornness, Peter wouldn't have been hurt by those bad guys. I... I..."
As she spoke, tears began to flow down her cheeks. Xu Li smiled gently and hugged her tightly, patting her back. "You did nothing wrong, Lisa. Money doesn't come easily; your parents work hard to pay off their mortgage and take care of you siblings and elders. It's okay to feel upset about money."
He then waved over Uncle Andong, calling him closer. "But you need to learn a lesson here. Being generous has its limits; it's not just about giving without thinking. Your parents work hard for their money."
"I understand now, Uncle," Uncle Andong nodded in acknowledgment of the lesson.
Andrei and Natasha had kept vigil here all night yesterday; when they arrived, they would take over. No one wanted such an unexpected disaster to happen again, so Xu Li chose not to say much more.
He felt pleased that his son handled the situation bravely and responsibly—qualities that many young people today often lack.
Meanwhile, in a wealthy suburb of Irkutsk, a large contingent of security forces was engaged in a firefight with a group of bandits. Ivan sat in a police car waiting for the final outcome.
These scoundrels were desperate criminals; not one could be allowed to escape. Otherwise, his reckless nephew might face serious trouble down the line. He gestured for the commanding Deputy Director to come over and made a slicing motion across his neck with his right index finger. "Arm yourselves; not one of them gets away."
"Understood, Chief!"
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