Hamuer thought for a moment, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and slowly exhaled, "There's a way, but won't the secretary be angry if I say it?"

Liu Zhizhong chuckled, "Secretary Ha, after collaborating for such a long time, we are like brothers. You are the elder brother, and I am the younger one. We speak candidly with one another, why would I get angry? Have we ever argued?"

Hamuer laughed, "Please don't say that, you're going to flattery me to death. How would I dare to act as the secretary's elder brother? You're the leader; I'm here to serve the leader, and serve the greater good, haha..."

In truth, Hamuer felt quite flattered. Liu Zhizhong was influential with a promising future, and to be treated as an elder brother? How could that not be flattering?

Liu Zhizhong said, "Stop with the nonsense. You're the elder brother, and I'm the younger. That's it. Speak your mind, no arguing!"

"Alright, fine..." Hamuer adjusted the arm of his glasses, giving off an air of a sly strategist, "I'm well aware of your record, so why not make an issue out of the fact that you had heart problems before. You could pretend to be ill for three to five months, and the heat will naturally die down. Last time you recuperated within the province, this time let's go to places like Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, or Shenzhen. Pretend so well that it feels real..."

Liu Zhizhong was momentarily surprised, thinking that the last time they feigned illness within the province, it was quite convincing. But this time, going to such major places would be hard to pull off.

However, he quickly said, "Hmm, that's interesting. So I fake being ill?"

"Yes, yes, yes. That's exactly what I mean. Anyway, you've been in Shanan for quite some time, it's been over half a year now, and the New Year is approaching. You should take a good rest."

"But it will be quite tricky to fake it in places like Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, or Shenzhen. Forget it, I'll go abroad, maybe Singapore or somewhere like that. It's an environment with many Chinese people, easy language communication, and it's super developed with better medical facilities."

"That works too! You can rest and relax without worries. You don't have to worry about the county; everything is progressing steadily, and everyone revolves around you. You won't be influenced by people like Zhang Hongyang."

Liu Zhizhong, well, he also misses Singapore's women and his unborn child, and Lu Yumei, hehe...

"Alright, Brother Ha, your idea is not bad at all. I'm not angry. It's decided then. Can you handle the arrangements?"

"Sure, I'll contact the County Hospital to make arrangements, shall I?"

"Okay..."

And so, Liu Zhizhong's plan to lower his profile was set in motion.

This time, it indeed seemed quite genuine. Liu Zhizhong was taking a special medication, which didn't do much harm but left him feeling a bit dizzy and weak.

Within a couple of days, during the New Year's Party Political and Government Staff Conference, Liu Zhizhong was speaking when he suddenly turned pale and collapsed on stage.

The scene was, of course, filled with panic, Secretary Liu had fallen, he was ill!

Only Zhang Hongyang seemed surprised, but inwardly he was secretly delighted. Hmm? Could this bastard's heart disease have flared up again?

Indeed, Zhang Hongyang had quite a clear memory of Liu Zhizhong's last heart trouble.

After a moment of chaos, Liu Zhizhong was naturally whisked away in a County Hospital ambulance for emergency treatment.

Behind the ambulance, the leaders of the County Committee and County Government agencies, all deeply concerned about Secretary Liu, were quick to either drive themselves or get a ride to follow.

Zhang Hongyang's private car, driven by Xie Peng, had both master and servant excitedly heading to the hospital...