At 8:30 in the evening, Song Yun and Qi Ruan Ruan took Qi Mo Nan's jeep to the staff dormitory of the military hospital.

After asking almost everyone in the staff dormitory, no one knew where they had gone to provide medical treatment. It was a young male nurse who provided some useful clues.

"That day I passed by Dr. Ji and Dr. Si's office and saw a woman wrapped in a blue flowered cloth sitting there. After that, they went out to see patients. I don't know where they went, but I saw Nurse Wang enter the office to give Dr. Ji some alcohol. I don't know if she heard anything."

"Which dormitory does Nurse Wang live in?" Song Yun asked.

"Nurse Wang doesn't live in the dormitory. She got married last month and lives with her husband. I think I heard her say that her husband works in a light bulb factory, but I don't know anything else about him."

So Song Yun and the others immediately rushed to the light bulb factory's staff quarters, asked along the way, and finally found Nurse Wang's home.

It was already past ten o'clock and Nurse Wang had gone to bed early. When Song Yun knocked on their door, not only Nurse Wang and her family were alarmed, but even the neighbors next door came out with their clothes on to see what was going on.

It was Nurse Wang's mother-in-law who opened the door. She was startled to see two people in military uniforms, thinking something had happened. Song Yun quickly spoke to avoid misunderstandings, "Don't be nervous. This is what I mean. I wanted to ask Nurse Wang something. My family also works at the military hospital. They haven't been back from their medical appointments for a few days, and we're really worried. We don't know where they went, and the hospital has no records. We've asked around, and some people said they saw Nurse Wang bring them medicine. Maybe we heard something, so I came over to ask. It's so late, and I'm really sorry to bother you."

Nurse Wang's mother-in-law was obviously relieved when she heard this. She said quickly, "No, no, I'll go call her right away."

Nurse Wang had already gotten up and heard Song Yun's words. She walked to the door with her clothes draped over her shoulders and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Walking in the dim corridor, Qi Mo Nan held up a flashlight. The beam of light from the flashlight cast a very even afterglow, allowing people to see them clearly without being dazzling.

Nurse Wang recognized Song Yun and Qi Monan, both of whom were influential figures in the military region, especially Song Yun, who was often asked to help in the hospital. She was also very beautiful and was heard to be a battalion commander. She was really enviable.

"I know you. You are Captain Song. Do you want to ask Doctor Ji and Doctor Si what happened?" She remembered that when Doctor Ji and Doctor Si first came to the hospital, the female Battalion Commander and the youngest Captain Qi came to see them several times and brought them food.

Song Yun nodded. "Yes, someone saw you enter Dr. Ji and Dr. Si's office three days ago before they went on a consultation. There was a woman wearing a blue flowered headdress sitting in their office at the time. After that, they left for the consultation and never came back. I suspect they left and wanted to look for them, but there were no clues left in the office, so I came to you. I hope you can carefully recall the circumstances at that time and see if you have any clues about their consultation location."

When Nurse Wang heard this, her eyes widened in surprise. "They haven't returned from their visit yet? I thought they were on vacation."

Ruan Ruan couldn't help but ask, "How come you don't know whether they are on a medical visit or on vacation?"

Nurse Wang explained, "It's like this. They are an independent TCM clinic in the hospital. They make all the decisions themselves. No one else can control them, and no one will bother them."

Ruan Ruan remembered that Si Fengnian seemed to have said this, and it was indeed true, so she said, "Then think about it quickly, did you hear anything that day?"

Nurse Wang thought about it carefully, and it really made her recall some fragments of memory.

"When I went in to deliver the alcohol, I heard the woman say the patient was in critical condition and asked them to help, offering to pay more for the consultation. As I was leaving, I heard the doctor ask her to write down her address so he could register the medical records and keep records. The woman said she couldn't write and didn't know the address, but she could take them there. She said they could take the No. 9 bus to the bottom of the building, then walk five blocks to the address. It was called something like Wa Village."