Chapter 97 of 100
Chapter 97
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When Song Shuhang rushed out of the ward, the uncle was already nowhere to be seen.
He immediately searched the corridors on the fifth floor as quickly as possible, but found nothing.
"Running so fast? Where did he go in the blink of an eye?" Song Shuhang was frustrated. He had only taken a few moments to explain to Professor Ren Shui the encounter with the uncle.
Could the uncle have fled at a sprinter's speed to escape from this 'fraudster'?
Damn it, there's a limit to misunderstanding someone, right?!
Song Shuhang finally sighed and headed to the fourth floor... He could only look for the silly uncle on his way out of the hospital. It would be best if he could find him, but if not, it would be fine.
He didn't have the time to search the entire building for an uncle just for 150 yuan. The uncle was silly, but he couldn't accompany him in his foolishness, could he?
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Just as Song Shuhang left the fifth floor, a figure leaped down from a blind spot in the ceiling of the corridor—it was the uncle! To avoid Song Shuhang, he had clung to the ceiling of the corridor like Spider-Man, which was quite tiring.
"Tch, a mere fraudster wants to find me? Too naive!" The uncle gave a cold laugh and continued to search the wards by number, moving from one to the next. 533, 534, 535!
Descendant of the Su family, you can't escape from my palm! I'll search the entire fifth floor if I have to, but I will find you! The uncle was full of confidence. He had a feeling that he would have good luck today!
When he left home this morning, he had a high-level expert read his fortune. The reading said he would meet someone with a special connection today!
Someone with a special connection? Humph, in this place, who else could he meet besides the descendant of the Su family?
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Song Shuhang casually walked around the fourth floor but still found nothing.
Did he go to the upper floors?
Forget it, if I can't find him, it's fine.
If I meet him again next time... I'll definitely punch him first without saying a word, knock him down, and subdue him! I won't let him speak or escape, and then I'll explain everything to him!
Even a high monk would get angry if he was misunderstood repeatedly!
Thinking of this, Song Shuhang clenched his fists, imagining the uncle was in front of him. He lightly shouted and punched the air twice, as if these punches could hit the uncle's face!
Then, he noticed that the passersby were looking at him strangely... If you were walking and suddenly saw someone next to you making strange noises and continuously punching the air, you would also be curious and give them a look.
Song Shuhang wanted to cover his face.
Really, what a bad day!
"Cough, cough." He coughed twice, put on a calm expression, and continued walking downstairs.
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Today, it seemed to be the day to meet acquaintances.
At the stairs leading down to the third floor, Song Shuhang encountered a familiar face—a petite girl with short hair and a pretty face. She was holding the handrail and limping down the stairs.
Wasn't this the girl who, after being cornered, quickly taught the delinquents a lesson?
Perhaps sensing Song Shuhang's gaze, the girl turned her head and met his eyes.
Song Shuhang scratched his head and could only give a dry laugh, "Oh, what a coincidence, you're at the hospital too?"
He actually didn't want to talk to this girl... because she was quite cold, and talking to her always made him feel like he was sticking his enthusiasm to a block of ice. But now that their eyes met, he couldn't ignore her, so he had to force a greeting.
The girl blinked, as if trying to recall something. After a moment, she nodded, "Oh, it's you."
"Ha ha, yes, my sister dragged me here for a check-up. What about you, did you hurt your foot?" Song Shuhang noticed that she was holding the handrail while walking.
"Um, I got a little hurt," the girl replied, her eyes slightly downcast.
Today, it was rare for this girl to communicate!
"Then... do you need help? Do you live near Jiangnan University City?" Song Shuhang's good nature kicked in again. If she lived near Jiangnan University City, he could easily take her home.
"No, thank you." The girl shook her head and continued to limp down the stairs, holding the handrail stubbornly.
She looked very hard, and Song Shuhang thought for a moment and followed her, suggesting, "Actually, this hospital has an elevator. If your foot is hurt, you can take the elevator to go downstairs."
The girl stiffened, clearly having overlooked the elevator. After Song Shuhang reminded her, she felt a bit embarrassed.
So she turned her head and ignored Song Shuhang, speeding up her pace down the stairs.
Even though she could communicate today, this girl was still hard to talk to, Song Shuhang sighed inwardly. Well, he wasn't the type to insist on helping someone who didn't want help.
"By the way, did you just come down from the fifth floor? Did you see an office worker who was in a hurry?" Song Shuhang asked casually.
The girl thought for a moment and shook her head, "No, I didn't see him."
"Looks like the uncle went upstairs," Song Shuhang rubbed his forehead—indeed, the thinking of a fool was beyond comprehension!
No, he couldn't think about the uncle anymore; just thinking about him made his liver hurt.
Next, he should go to the pharmacist!
He had promised the pharmacist that after dealing with his sister Zhao Yaya's matter, he would help the senior continue the experiment and improve the formula for the body-strengthening liquid.
Also, he needed to find a place to eat.
Thanks to the sect leader, he had been busy since noon and hadn't even had a drop of water.
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While thinking and walking, Song Shuhang quickly reached the first floor.
The girl, although limping and holding the handrail, descended the stairs at a speed that was not much slower than his. He had just reached the first floor, and she was right behind him, stepping down the stairs.
Was it her strange sense of pride that made her not want to fall behind Song Shuhang?
However, once she left the handrail, her injured foot couldn't support her, and she fell to one side.
Song Shuhang quickly reached out and caught her.
"Would you like me to help you to the hospital entrance and find a car to take you home?" Song Shuhang asked tentatively.
The girl sniffed and, after a long pause, softly said, "Thank you."
Song Shuhang paused and smiled, "You're welcome."
Supporting the short-haired girl out of the hospital, Song Shuhang originally wanted to call a taxi for her.
But when he reached the entrance, he was dumbfounded.
There were many taxis, but they were all taken.
Today, there were too many patients, and the taxis would stop for a moment, and immediately a passenger would get in, and they would drive away.
"Maybe we should go a bit further. There's a crossroad not far from here, and we might be able to catch a taxi more easily," Song Shuhang suggested.
"Um, okay," the short-haired girl weakly agreed.
So, Song Shuhang supported her away from the hospital, heading toward the crossroad not far from the hospital.
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At this moment, on the fifth floor of Building 8B of the hospital.
The uncle took a deep breath and, with trembling hands, pushed open the door of the last ward on the fifth floor—inside, it was empty.
The confident uncle... was petrified.
Did he lose him again?
The fortune tellers are all fraudsters! Where's the person with a special connection? He didn't find the descendant of the Su family at all.
And the fraudster he met today wasted so much of his time! If not for the fraudster, he might have already found the descendant of the Su family!
Next time he meets that fraudster, he won't give him a chance to speak, but will punch him first and knock him down!
The uncle imagined the fraudster in front of him, clenched his fists, and fiercely punched the air twice, as if these punches were hitting Song Shuhang's face!
It can be foreseen that the next time Song Shuhang and the uncle meet, they will both remain silent, rush forward, and simultaneously give each other a 'friendship face-breaking punch' to knock each other out!