Lin Yao saw a trace of surprise in Zhang Xing's eyes. He still leaned against the door frame. He felt that if there was no door frame, his legs would definitely go weak and he would kneel on the ground. So he continued to lean against the door frame: "Doctor Zhang, you must know, can you tell me?"
"Did you call?" Zhang Xing looked at the number on his phone.
"Um."
"How do you have my phone number?" Zhang Xing looked at him with the cup in his hand.
"I checked Guan Ze's call details," Lin Yao answered honestly, "He only called you on the day he came to check..."
Zhang Xing turned around and put the cup on the table, turned on the light in the room, and sat down on the chair: "Then you can continue to check my call details."
"It's useless to find out. He won't answer my call," Lin Yao sighed softly, "Even if he answers, I don't know where he is."
"It's no use looking for me. I don't know where he is." Zhang Xing smiled.
"So I didn't ask you where he was." Lin Yao finally made up his mind to leave the door frame and walked to Zhang Xing's desk. "I just want to know what his illness is, what it is, and is it serious?"
"I don't know. He's not my patient," Zhang Xing pointed to the cardiology department sign at the door, "It's not a heart attack anyway."
Lin Yao could see that Zhang Xing had a good relationship with Guan Ze and might be the only person who knew Guan Ze's situation, but it would be very difficult to get anything out of him.
"Then can you tell me, is his illness serious?" Lin Yao leaned on the table.
"I won't die." Zhang Xing took a folder from the side, pulled out a few sheets of paper and began to read with his head down, and it seemed that he didn't intend to talk anymore.
“Thank you.” Lin Yao stood beside the table and stopped talking and moving. The answer that he would not die did not reassure him. Just because he would not die, would he become blind or disabled
Zhang Xing stared at the papers and flipped them over and over, probably even looking at the page numbers. Finally, he looked up at Lin Yao and said, "I don't know why you are looking for him. I can only tell you that this is all I can tell you. I don't know anything else."
"You will definitely contact him again, right?" Lin Yao gritted his teeth, "Help him tell him that I won't give up until I find him."
"I can't promise I'll convey it." Zhang Xing closed the folder.
"Also, my mother already knows about it. Everything can be resolved. Tell him to stop hiding from me." Lin Yao turned and walked out.
Lin Yao felt that it was very rude to privately check Zhang Xing's call list, especially when Zhang Xing already knew about it. It was just like a thief who was caught stealing a bag. Someone next to him said, "Are you stealing bags?" Then he replied, "Yes." Then someone asked him again, "Are you going to steal mine too?" He still had to say with a thick face, "Yes."
Then take the wallet out of the person's pocket in front of him.
"This is totally wrong." Lin Yao sat on Lin Zong's bed, looking at the call list in front of him.
"Hurry and take a look," Lin Zong said, holding a cigarette in his mouth. "The ones marked are those whose owners have been found. I don't see anyone with the surname Guan. There are also a few landline phones, which are all work phones. They shouldn't be them. And then..."
"Is there any phone whose owner can't be found?" Lin Yao saw a number without a name. He poked the number with his hand excitedly, "It must be this one. Why can't you find this one?"
"Not all cards require ID cards, and if he wants to avoid you, he may not use his own name to apply for a card." Lin Zong blew out a not-so-round smoke ring. If there is anything he can't beat Lin Yao in, blowing smoke rings is probably one of them. "So the other numbers may not be his..."
"No, this is it!" Lin Yao jumped off the bed with certainty, "This is it. Look, this number has only been in contact with Zhang Xing for a few days, since the day he disappeared! It's him!"
"Then you fight." Lin Zong raised his chin.
Guan Ze, is that you
Guan Ze, don't hang up, it's me.
Guan Ze, where the hell are you!
Guan Ze, you bastard, why are you running away
Guan Ze, if you try to hide again, I’ll beat you to death!
Guan Ze... I miss you.
Lin Yao pressed the numbers one by one, and finally poked the dial button. The moment the screen showed "start dialing", he suddenly felt so nervous that his stomach cramped and he had to bend down and cover his stomach with his hands.
Lin Zong didn't say anything, just leaned back in his chair and looked at him.
Lin Yao pressed the phone tightly to his ear, afraid of missing any movement over there.
After a short silence, a voice came from the receiver.
Lin Yao was stunned when he heard the voice. He took the phone in front of him and looked at it, then leaned forward to listen again, his brows knitted together.
"What's wrong?" Lin Zong asked.
"Let me check the number again." Lin Yao hung up the phone, took the call list and carefully entered the number again.
"Did you call the wrong number?" Lin Zong stood up and walked to his side.
Lin Yao did not answer him, but just listened carefully on the phone. His face turned pale, and after a few seconds his lips began to tremble slightly, and his face turned a little pale.
"Give it to me." Lin Zong took the phone from him. He held it very tightly, and Lin Zong had to use some strength to pull the phone out of his hand.
When Lin Zong heard the half-long dead tone in the receiver, he was also stunned: "What's going on?"
"He has blacklisted me!" Lin Yao gritted his teeth, his eyes a little red, and he didn't know whether he wanted to cry or was angry.
Lin Zong said nothing, but took out his cell phone and handed it to him.
Lin Yao dialed the number using Lin Zong's cell phone, took a deep breath and pressed the dial button.
He held the phone to his ear for just a few seconds before he slammed it down on the bed. "F---!"
"Thank you for not throwing it on the ground." Lin Zong glanced at him, picked up the phone from the bed and listened. It was the same voice as before, and the call could not be connected.
Lin Yao had memorized these 11 numbers. After standing there for a while, he rushed out of the room, ran to the corridor, picked up the phone at home and dialed it.
It was the same voice, and his hand holding the receiver was shaking violently out of control.
"He has set up a whitelist for his contacts, right?" Lin Yao slowly turned around and looked at Lin Zong who had walked out of the room. "He only answers numbers he has saved, and all unfamiliar numbers are blacklisted."
"Um."
"Asshole!" Lin Yao slammed the receiver back onto the phone, thought for a moment, then picked it up and slammed it twice, "Idiot! Psycho! What the hell do you want me to do to him if I fuck him!"
"My diamond phone—" Mom ran up from downstairs and touched the phone. For a while, Mom loved to stick rhinestones on the phones at home, and she had covered all the phones at home with rhinestones.
"Mom," Lin Yao quickly hugged his mother, "I didn't mean it."
"Don't worry, there's no point in worrying," his mother patted his hands, "When you're anxious, your brain will thicken."
"Do you have any other ideas?" Lin Zong sighed and looked at him.
Lin Yao slowly calmed down, frowned and said through gritted teeth: "Yes! I don't believe it!"
Guan Ze walked around the hospital yard and returned to the ward. There was no place to run in the hospital, so he could only go out for a few laps every day to exercise, and he felt very suffocated.
If we don’t count the time a long time ago when he squatted on the roadside for a whole day without knowing where to go, he basically never had such an idle life. Even if he squatted on the roadside for a whole day, it was different from now. At that time, he would still think about things in his mind, such as where to stay when it was cold, where to get food when hungry, or consider which road to take to avoid running into people who are looking for trouble with him...
Now I was just in a daze, staring at the TV, staring out the window, and staring at Lin Yao's face on the MP4 screen.
Someone pushed the door open and came in. Guan Ze took a quick look and saw that it was his attending physician. He sat up and said, "Doctor Li."
"Well, how are you feeling today?" Doctor Li looked at the records on his bed.
"It's okay, it's like this every day." Guan Ze smiled and placed Lin Yao's face down on the pillow.
"Have you lost your sight these past two days?"
"Once, for a short time."
"Well, do you have a headache?"
"without."
"The condition is not bad," Doctor Li looked at him, "The surgery will be the day after tomorrow. I will go into the operating room at 8 o'clock in the morning. You knew that, right?"
"I know." Guan Ze nodded.
"Don't worry, it's benign and easy to deal with," Doctor Li patted his shoulder, "A nurse will come to prepare your skin tomorrow, and they will tell you everything else that needs to be prepared."
"Okay, thank you, Doctor Li."
After Doctor Li left, Guan Ze took the MP4 and touched Lin Yao's frozen smiling face with his fingers. Skin preparation
The nurse came in to deliver the medicine, and Guan Ze asked her, "How is my skin preparation for this surgery?"
"Shave your head," the nurse smiled at him, "You'll look better with a shaved head, don't worry. If it's a girl, we'll consider shaving a small area."
"It would be better to shave it off."
"You'll be bald tomorrow anyway," the nurse waved her hand, "I'll come over to shave your head tomorrow. I guarantee it'll be round and shiny."
"Okay." Guan Ze took the phone and planned to take a photo of himself with hair.
Before he turned on the camera, his cell phone rang. He picked up the call: "Angel."
"I'll go buy a ticket at noon for tomorrow morning," Zhang Xing's voice came over, "How do you feel now?"
"Not bad," Guan Ze smiled, "I've been answering this question these days."
"I'll go over there and get you a caregiver tomorrow. Your surgery isn't minimally invasive, so recovery after the surgery is going to be difficult. When you feel better, transfer to another hospital. I can still take care of you..."
"No, isn't there an old man here?" Guan Ze interrupted Zhang Xing, "I don't plan to go back for the time being."
"... Guan Ze, you don't owe anyone money, do you?" Zhang Xing asked.
"No, never mind. I'll just stay here with the old man anyway."
When Zhang Xing walked out of the hospital, he looked around carefully and made sure that there was no one there before he turned around and walked towards the ticket office of the civil aviation. If the only computer with Internet access in the office was not occupied by the director, and he had called several ticket offices but all the lines were busy, he would never have come out to buy a ticket.
For three consecutive days, the kid named Lin Yao waited for him at the hospital gate after get off work every day. At first he would talk, saying, "Brother, can you tell me where Guan Ze is?" and so on. Then he became silent and just followed him.
He was almost driven to the point of having to lie down with Guan Ze. He didn't dare tell Guan Ze about this. He couldn't understand why this man was doing this. Guan Ze was going to have an operation soon and his mood couldn't be affected. He planned to grit his teeth and hold on until the operation was over before telling Guan Ze.
When I entered the ticket office, I saw the girl on duty talking excitedly on the phone.
Zhang Xing looked back at the door and saw no one, so he quickly urged the girl to give him a ticket. The girl was reluctant to hang up the phone, so she put the receiver aside, gave him the ticket and collected the money, then picked up the phone again to continue chatting.
Zhang Xing stuffed the ticket into his wallet, turned around and walked out.
Lin Yao stood at the corner and saw Zhang Xing turn from the intersection to the hospital. He jumped twice on the spot, then ran to the door of the ticket office. As he walked in, he turned back and pretended to talk to someone outside: "You came to buy tickets without telling me... Okay, wait for me."
Then he ran to the ticket girl and said, "Beauty, I want a ..."
"Where are you from?" The girl glanced at him and put down the phone.
"Go..." Lin Yao frowned and thought for a moment, then shouted to the outside, "Zhang Xing! Where are we going—"
When the little girl heard Zhang Xing's name, she casually said the name of the place, then clicked her tongue and muttered softly, "I don't even know where I'm going. Do I have to be in the same class with him?"
"I forgot when I was in a hurry," Lin Yao smiled and handed her his ID card. "Of course we are in the same class. We are on a business trip together."
Lin Yao stood on the street holding the plane ticket for a long time. Guan Ze is no longer in this city
He actually didn't know why he followed Zhang Xing to buy this plane ticket. What if Zhang Xing was going on a business trip or attending a meeting or something, he would be stupid.
He took out his phone and called Lin Zong: "Brother, can you ask your friend to check where Guan Ze's number is now?"
"Are you sure? I've been investigating for several days and I've found nothing illegal. When someone asked me who I was investigating, I said I was investigating the adulterer..." Lin Zong sighed, "Fortunately, the person didn't know Ye Xiaoling."
"It's certain. Ask your friend to check if your adulterer's number is roaming or anything like that."
"Okay, wait."
Lin Yao looked at the time and it was almost time to go to work. He came to see Zhang Xing once every day at noon these past two days and rushed back to the company at about this time. He knew that Zhang Xing's face would turn green when he saw him, but there was no other way. He planned to block Zhang Xing today. If Zhang Xing didn't give in, he would say that Guan Ze was his wife.
After squatting on the roadside for nearly half an hour, Lin Zong finally called.
When Lin Yao heard Lin Zong calling out the place name on the phone, he stood up, raised his face to face the sun in the cold wind, and had a strong urge to cry.
Guan Ze, you are awesome! You ran so far!
"Is it useful?" Lin Zong asked.
"It works," Lin Yao sniffed, "Brother, I'm going there tomorrow, the plane ticket has already been bought, no one can stop me."
Lin Yao took three days off. In order to take these three days off, he worked overtime until midnight to finish the work. It was not a good feeling to stay in the company late at night to finish the work with a lot of things on his mind. He had the urge to resign several times, but he suppressed it in the end.
He can't have a messy love life at the same time.
When he went to the airport, only Lin Zong went to see him off. He told his parents that he was on a business trip. His mother didn't ask much, just said, "I'm fine."
As usual, Dad was a little dissatisfied and kept repeating that Lin Yao should quit his painting job and come to his company to help without having to go on business trips.
When Lin Yao went out, he felt like he was going to the battlefield. He had an indescribable excitement and grandeur. This play "The Hero Lin Travels a Thousand Miles to Capture a Wife" was definitely no worse than the amnesia dramas his mother usually watched.
"Come in, what are you looking at?" Lin Zong stood with him in the corner of the waiting hall, watching him wearing a hat like a thief that almost covered half of his face.
"Okay, I'm going in. You go back now." Lin Yao pulled his hat again. He only brought one set of clothes for changing, which he carried in a bag. He bent over and prepared to go to the security check.
"Don't make me worry," Lin Zong grabbed him, "Why are you so suspicious? With your character, if you take three steps, the security guard will come over to question you."
"I'm nervous." Lin Yao jumped on the spot.
"Why are you nervous? Didn't you say you have a specific place?"
"That's why I'm nervous. I'm afraid that I won't be able to help but beat him up if I'm not careful." Lin Yao gritted his teeth, with a vicious expression on his face.
"You have to be able to beat him." Lin Zong glanced at him.
"How do you know I can't beat him?" Lin Yao suddenly turned around and looked at him.
Lin Zong smiled and said, "How about my mom's slippers? They're pretty good for cushioning your face, right?"
"I had a fever!" Lin Yao was very unhappy. Although he had never fought since he was a child, and including the brick he threw when he accompanied Guan Ze back to his hometown, he could only count the number of times he had fought on one hand, but he absolutely could not be completely denied just because he fell on his mother's slippers because of a fever.
"Okay, let's go," Lin Zong hugged him and patted his back, "Call me if you need anything. Do you have enough money?"
"Don't worry," Lin Yao turned and waved as he walked towards the security check. "Don't worry about the money. Mom took a card from your wallet and gave it to me yesterday."
Lin Yao saw Zhang Xing at the boarding gate. He sat far away and waited for Zhang Xing to board the plane for a while. He only walked over after the broadcast repeatedly announced that the people on their flight had boarded.
His seat was at the back, three rows away from Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing was on the phone when Lin Yao walked past him holding up her bag to cover her face, and Lin Yao heard something.
"I'm on board. I'll arrive around noon. Are you going to prepare for the flight now?"
Foreskin? Skinned? Skinned
Lin Yao was excited. Although he didn't understand what Zhang Xing said, he knew by his sixth sense that he must be calling Guan Ze. He almost wanted to throw his bag to Zhang Xing's face and yell into the phone, "Guan Ze, wait for me! I'm coming!"
Fortunately, someone behind him poked him and told him to hurry up, so he quickly ran to his seat and sat down.
The flight lasted one hour and forty minutes. Lin Yao didn't even move. He just leaned back in his chair and stared. He didn't know what he was looking at, nor what he was thinking about for more than an hour.
When the plane stopped and the flight attendant told everyone that they could get off the plane, he came to his senses and leaned his head to look in Zhang Xing's direction.
Zhang Xing, like him, only carried a small bag with him and was the first to stand up, probably wanting to get down before everyone else moved out at the same time.
Lin Yao quickly threw his bag onto his back and squeezed in to follow.
In order not to lose him, Lin Yao always stayed very close to Zhang Xing. Fortunately, Zhang Xing did not have such a rich imagination to realize that he was being followed, and he did not have the habit of looking around while walking. Otherwise, at this distance, Lin Yao would have been discovered ten times.
Zhang Xing did not take the airport bus, but got directly into a taxi.
Lin Yao jumped onto the second taxi, opened the door and jumped in. He slammed the door and yelled, "Drive quickly, Master!"
"Where are you going?" the driver asked, and subconsciously glanced in the direction he came from to see if he was being chased by someone.
"I don't know!" Lin Yao stared at the taxi in front of him that was slowly driving out of the airport parking lot.
The driver didn't say anything, but glared at him. He pointed at the car in front and said, "I don't know where we're going. Anyway, please follow the car in front. We'll go wherever it goes!"
"Okay." The driver pressed the meter and chased the car in front.
"It's okay if you follow closely. The people on the bus don't know I'm following them." Lin Yao squeezed his hands in his pockets until they hurt. He didn't know why he was so nervous. If it wasn't for the fact that he absolutely couldn't lose Zhang Xing on this trip, he really wanted to get off the bus and find a toilet to pee first.
The car that Zhang Xing took stopped in front of a large hospital.
Lin Yao glanced at the sign on top of the hospital building, and his heart, which had already shrunk into a ball due to nervousness, suddenly tightened again.
"We have the best cancer hospital here," the driver introduced it to him dutifully, "one of the best in the country."
"Thank you." Lin Yao glanced at the meter, took out the money from his wallet, stuffed it into the driver's hand, and jumped out of the car without even bothering to ask for change.
One of the best cancer hospitals!
Guan Ze’s disease is a tumor!
Lin Yao followed Zhang Xing, his steps were a little unsteady. Sure enough, it wasn't the cervical vertebra! It was a tumor!
Zhang Xing walked through the hall, entered the first floor of the inpatient department, and stopped in front of the elevator.
Lin Yao pulled the ski cap down on his head, lowered his head and stood behind Zhang Xing.
There were many people entering the elevator, and he stood next to Zhang Xing in the crowd, but Zhang Xing didn't notice him.
After exiting the elevator, Zhang Xing took out his phone and dialed as he walked: "Which room is it? 34, I see. It's the one a few doors down the corridor, right?"
34.
Zhang Xing pushed open the door of the ward and walked in. Guan Ze was sitting on the bed.
"Wow, this head is nice. I never noticed it before, it's quite round." Zhang Xing laughed as soon as he saw him.
"Not bad..." Guan Ze smiled and stood up. He took a step towards Zhang Xing and then stopped. He froze in place, his eyes fixed behind Zhang Xing.
Lin Yao stood at the door, staring at Guan Ze for a few seconds, then pointed at him and said with gritted teeth: "If you have the guts, run over and let me see you, bald ass!"