Chapter 1716: Chapter 1702
Chu Ge obviously did not want to talk much with the driver master, he finished speaking and then closed his eyes leaning there again.
The driver pursed his lips, the man did not want to talk, no matter how often he asked, the man would not say anything.
Fortunately, Zhou Ang returned at this time, he got on the car and said to Chu Ge, "I have already spoken with the police, they said they will investigate."
Chu Ge lightly nodded, although it would be investigated, he did not hold any hope, those people were definitely not ordinary ones.
This time the car reached the destination very quickly, Chu Ge did not notice if there was anyone following him from behind.
He carried the medicine down the car, Zhou Ang also followed and got off.
"Are you sure you want to come back with me?"
Wen Zaao had not forgiven Zhou Ang yet, he could not guarantee what kind of scene would occur when the two met.
Zhou Ang nodded, "I’m sure, there are things between her and me that need to be discussed, and when I was hospitalized before, the nursing lady said the person who saved me left a note, and later gave it to Zaozao, I’d like to ask where the note is."
Chu Ge nodded, "Alright then, let’s go up together."
Wen Zaao was almost going crazy at home, she had been hesitating, debating whether or not to call Chu Ge to ask about the situation.
But for some reason, she just stubbornly held back, and did not make the call.
Finally, she heard the turning of a lock, Wen Zaao ran excitedly to the door, and saw Chu Ge carrying a large sack walking in.
"Got it?"
Wen Zaao didn’t notice anyone else behind him, all her attention was on Chu Ge.
Chu Ge nodded and murmured, "Got it, I think everything is gathered now."
He put down the things, then walked to the sofa and sat down.
At this moment, Wen Zaao noticed Zhou Ang’s presence, her smile suddenly faded.
Zhou Ang perhaps anticipated her reaction upon seeing him, but showed nothing on the surface, he just gave Wen Zaao a faint smile, though feeling a bit bitter inside.
"Zaozao."
Zhou Ang greeted.
Wen Zaao pressed her lips, muffled a response, then turned to give Chu Ge a piercing look, as if blaming him for not mentioning Zhou Ang’s visit earlier!
Zhou Ang adjusted his mood, he said to Wen Zaao, "I heard from the nursing lady that the person who saved me left a phone number, she said you have it..."
Wen Zaao froze for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, I have it."
"Can you give it to me?"
Zhou Ang asked, "He paid for my medical fees, I want to thank him and repay the money."
Wen Zaao looked a bit troubled at Zhou Ang, placing her hands restlessly, "Well..."
How should she tell Zhou Ang that the phone number left was his mother’s number?
Zhou Ang looked confused, "What’s wrong?"
Wen Zaao was conflicted, finally she sighed defeatedly, "Nothing, forget it, I’ll be honest, that phone number belongs to your mother, it isn’t the rescuer’s number."
Zhou Ang skeptically looked at her, "What? Are you serious?"
Wen Zaao nodded emphatically, "Yes, wait a moment."
She turned back to her room, retrieved the note from her bag, thankfully it was not lost.
Wen Zaao returned to the living room with the note, then said to her, "Here, look."
Zhou Ang took it puzzled, upon seeing the series of numbers, he couldn’t help but furrow his brows, it was indeed his mother’s number!
But the handwriting seemed familiar!
Suddenly, Zhou Ang’s heart skipped a beat, a terrifying idea emerged in his mind.
"Chu Ge, Zaozao, I have something to do, I’ll head back first, after I’m done I’ll come find you both to discuss the trip!"
Zhou Ang was eager now to return home!
He hurriedly ran out of Wen Zaao’s neighborhood, hailed a taxi, and reported the home address.
Returning home, the house was empty, but he was used to it, his mother was often on business trips, he had grown accustomed to it.
He walked into his study, it had maintained its original state for twenty years, even after they moved once, his mother arranged things just like before.
So he was accustomed to where everything was.
He directly found a box from under the cabinet, then moved it to the desk and opened it, searching for things his father had written before, wanting to compare the handwriting.
While flipping through, some photos accidentally fell out, these were all taken when his father was young.
One of them was a wedding photo with his mother, Zhou Laowai was facing away in the photo.
Seeing this photo, Zhou Ang froze.
This figure, this silhouette, looked exactly like the shadow he saw at the hospital before! More like the shadow he encountered at Zhongji Hall’s entrance!
No, not just similar! This was the same person!
Suddenly, a piercing pain spread from his heart’s region, luckily he managed to hold onto the table to barely stay standing.
He tried to calm himself, but ultimately weakened and sat down.
Impossible! It couldn’t be! The person who saved him was actually his father!
He found it hard to believe this truth, but a voice inside told him that everything he thought of was true!
Zhou Ang compared multiple times, eventually he called Uncle Fu, asking him to come over.
Uncle Fu was stunned to receive Zhou Ang’s call, especially hearing his weak voice, immediately thinking his heart condition relapsed.
"Wait, I’ll call the doctor right away."
Uncle Fu said hurriedly.
Zhou Ang shook his head gently, "No, Uncle Fu, I don’t need a doctor, come to my house quickly, I want you to help me confirm something."
When Uncle Fu arrived, it was already twenty minutes later, in this period, Zhou Ang had improved quite a bit.
He was sitting by the desk, staring blankly at the table filled with photos and notebooks he had spread out.
When Uncle Fu came in, he saw him in a dazed state.
"Young master? Are you okay?"
Uncle Fu worriedly stepped forward to inquire, noticing the heart medication on the desk which relieved him slightly, "You scared me, what’s going on?"
"Uncle Fu, my father, he might still be alive."
After a long pause, Zhou Ang softly uttered this sentence.
Uncle Fu froze, looking at Zhou Ang in shock, "Young master, I know you’ve been searching for Sir, but it’s been twenty years, if he were alive, he should have appeared long ago?"
He finished, suddenly realizing the mistake, fearing Zhou Ang’s heart condition might flare up, quickly corrected himself to ask; "No no, young master that’s not what I meant, I was just..."
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