Chapter 1707: Chapter 1693
He just couldn’t recall where he had seen him before.
"It’s such a pity, I just passed by him, but I didn’t recognize him."
Zhou Ang shook his head regretfully, as he hadn’t had the chance to thank his lifesaver in person yet.
The nursing lady chuckled, "Mr. Zhou, don’t worry, he said he’d come to see you again when he has time."
Zhou Ang smiled, "I’m being discharged tomorrow."
The smile on the nursing lady’s face froze, "You’re being discharged tomorrow? You’re still planning on going far away?"
Her face was full of concern.
Zhou Ang nodded, "Yes, I’m going with my friends."
This matter had lingered in Wen Zaao’s heart for many years, just as it had in his. He couldn’t miss this opportunity because of his health.
"But is your health up to it?" The nursing lady couldn’t help but worry; it seemed his conversation with the doctor hadn’t gone well, as the doctor hadn’t persuaded him otherwise.
"I got the doctor to prescribe some preventative medication, and my heart condition is caused by emotional imbalance. As long as I keep my emotions stable, I should be fine."
Zhou Ang sat back on the bed, raising his eyes to look at the night sky outside the window. The weather wasn’t good today; he couldn’t see a single star.
"You young people these days really know how to make a fuss."
The nursing lady shook her head helplessly. Since Mr. Zhou had said so, there wasn’t much more for her to say.
"Oh, by the way, Mr. Ren paid for ten days of my care, but you haven’t even been here for five days. I’ll return the remaining money to you later."
The nursing lady said.
Zhou Ang shook his head, "No need to return it; you keep the money. As for Mr. Ren, I’ll pay back the money he fronted for me later."
It was quite odd. He had asked the nurses and doctors if the person who saved him had left any contact information, but they all said no.
However, the nursing lady said that Mr. Ren left her a note with a string of numbers, but that string of numbers was with Wen Zaao. Given his current situation with Wen Zaao, every extra word seemed to annoy her, so he didn’t dare to ask her about it.
Oh well, he decided to wait until he could ask Wen Zaao in person. He didn’t dare to send a message, fearing it would disappear into a void and never return.
The next morning, Zhou Ang got up early. The nursing lady also got up early, packing her things before saying to Zhou Ang, "Mr. Zhou, you must take good care of yourself."
Zhou Ang nodded.
"Oh, by the way, didn’t you tell your family about your discharge today?"
When mentioning Zhou Ang’s family, the nursing lady found it quite unusual. Zhou Ang had been hospitalized for so many days without any family visiting him, except for Lady Wen.
Thinking about it, Lady Wen and Mr. Ren were quite similar. They would visit Mr. Zhou only when he was asleep or not around, as if afraid of seeing him.
The nursing lady scratched her head, unable to comprehend it all.
"There’s one more thing." The nursing lady rubbed her hands a bit embarrassedly, approached Zhou Ang, and said, "This is the first time I’ve encountered a situation like yours. We don’t usually have mid-term discharges..."
He knew the competition was fierce now. Zhou Ang nodded, "Don’t worry, if your company asks, I’ll vouch for you."
The nursing lady waved her hand, "No, no, no, it’s not about vouching. I’d like you to rate me. We have feedback here."
She said, taking out a rating card from behind her. Calling it a rating card, it was more like a scoring device.
Zhou Ang marveled at how advanced technology had become. He smiled, took it from the nursing lady’s hand, and said, "Auntie took such good care of me, and with your company, I didn’t feel dull at all. Of course, I’ll give a perfect score."
The nursing lady smiled bashfully, "Mr. Zhou, it’s good you don’t mind me being such a chatterbox."
Being praised by Zhou Ang left the nursing lady feeling a bit embarrassed.
After scoring for the nursing lady, Zhou Ang said, "You’ve worked hard these past few days. Thank you."
After saying this, he prepared to pick up his bag and leave.
Seeing this, the nursing lady was a bit puzzled, "Mr. Zhou, isn’t Lady Wen coming to pick you up today?"
It was understandable for family not to visit during hospitalization, but not coming to pick him up was another thing. Yet Lady Wen was different; she genuinely cared about Mr. Zhou, as seen in her eyes.
But today, Mr. Zhou was being discharged, and Lady Wen wasn’t there. This left her a bit puzzled.
"She’s busy today and couldn’t make it."
Zhou Ang said casually, but the nursing lady didn’t detect the slight sense of loss in his words and believed Lady Wen really couldn’t make it.
She looked at Zhou Ang with concern, "Mr. Zhou, please be careful and stay safe on your way back."
Zhou Ang nodded, "Thank you, Auntie, for your concern. Take good care of yourself too."
Today’s weather was great, with bright sunshine, though Zhou Ang’s discharge was a bit early. As he left the hospital with his bag, it was rush hour on the streets.
It wasn’t that no one came to pick him up; it was Uncle Fu, who was delayed by traffic for about half an hour before reaching the hospital.
"Young master, I’m really sorry. I left an hour in advance, but I forgot today is Monday, and I got stuck in traffic."
Upon meeting, Uncle Fu apologized.
During Zhou Ang’s hospitalization, he knew Zhou Ang had already passed the dangerous stage by the time he found out, so he always wanted to visit but was instructed by Zhou Ang not to, to keep an eye on the Ancient Artifact Research Institute.
Uncle Fu didn’t understand Zhou Ang’s intentions, but he could only follow orders.
Actually, Zhou Ang just wanted to have Wen Zaao worry about him a little, or perhaps see if Wen Zaao would call him to take care of him. But it seemed neither result met his expectations.
Zhou Ang took a deep breath and sighed, "Breathing in the fresh air feels so good."
After getting in the car, he took out his phone and scrolled to Wen Zaao’s number, considering whether to call her. In the end, he found Chu Ge’s number and called him instead.
At that time, Chu Ge had just left home, and he wasn’t too surprised to receive a call from Zhou Ang.
Only somewhat surprised that Zhou Ang had been discharged so quickly.
"Where are you now?" Zhou Ang asked.
"Getting ready to go to Zhongji Hall to get medicine."
Chu Ge glanced at the time; it was a little after eight in the morning, still early for his appointment with the shop owner, but he decided to go check earlier to prevent any unexpected issues.
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