"Young Miss, how is it? Have you seen the Third Young Master?"
As soon as Brother Yang saw Tong Xiaohuai come out, he quickly went up to greet him and asked.
"No!" Tong Xiaohuai shook her head.
Brother Yang panicked, "What should we do? Is his phone on?"
After leaving the ward, Tong Xiaohuai immediately took out her phone and dialed Yan Bo's number, only to find that the phone was still switched off.
"without!"
Tong Xiaohuai sat down on a chair by the corridor and lowered her head in thought.
Yang sat down next to her, not daring to disturb her, and just stared blankly at the entrance to the intensive care unit.
After a few minutes, Tong Xiaohuai finally spoke, "Brother Yang, go out and get something to eat, and bring some back for me."
Yang didn't understand her intention for a moment. "Let's go out to eat together. It won't taste good if we bring it back."
Tong Xiaohuai shook her head, "No, I'll stay here and keep watch. I don't believe Yan Bo can stay away all day!"
Although Tong Xiaohuai was not a doctor, she could tell that Yan's mother was quite ill.
Yanbo is a very filial son. His mother is sick, so it's impossible for him not to come and take care of her.
He's not here now; he's probably just away temporarily to go home and rest or something.
As for why the phone couldn't be reached, Tong Xiaohuai thought that perhaps her and Yanbo's phone numbers had been tampered with.
Knowing he couldn't win an argument with Tong Xiaohuai, Brother Yang hesitated for a moment before finally getting up and leaving.
Unable to get through to Yan Bo by phone, Tong Xiaohuai switched to sending a text message.
"Yanbo, I'm in Beijing now, visiting your aunt at the hospital."
"I'm a little hungry. If you're on your way to the hospital right now, could you bring me something good to eat?"
“Auntie is quite ill. Should I ask Uncle Du? He seems to have some folk remedies for pneumonia.”
...
After Yang Ge finished eating and brought back a takeout order, Tong Xiaohuai had already sent 25 messages.
The most recent message she received was from Tao Jia, who tipped her off.
“Miss, I just inquired and it seems that the Third Young Master was not present when Madam Yan entered the hospital, and he hasn’t come since last night.”
How Brother Yang found out about this news is unknown, but Tong Xiaohuai did not doubt its authenticity.
"If that's really the case, doesn't that mean Yanbo didn't know Auntie was hospitalized?"
"That's probably right..."
Even though Brother Yang had heard this news, Tong Xiaohuai still decided to stay in the hospital and wait for the opportunity to strike.
Unless something really happened to Yan Bo, he would definitely come to the hospital as soon as he learned that Yan's mother was sick.
Knowing his young mistress's temperament, Brother Yang didn't say much, but simply sat quietly by her side.
I sat there until dusk, watching as the sky darkened and the lights in the corridor came on.
"Young Miss..."
Tong Xiaohuai glanced at Brother Yang and said, "Go eat..."
Yang didn't know what to say to comfort her, "Why don't you go out to eat and take a walk to get some fresh air? I'll stay here and bring me some food later."
Tong Xiaohuai glanced at the entrance to the intensive care unit, and finally stood up.
"Then I'll go out for a walk..."
Tong Xiaohuai walked somewhat forlornly along the hospital path. Fallen leaves fluttered and swirled before her, and her heart, like those leaves, was slowly sinking.
During the half-day she spent in the corridor, she called Di Xu twice, only to be told that Yan Bo's phone was off and he couldn't be reached.
She also called Tao Jia, who asked many friends, but none of them knew where Yan Bo was.
All the more than one hundred messages she sent to Yan Bo throughout the day disappeared without a trace, receiving no reply whatsoever.
She wasn't worried about Yan Bo's personal safety; after all, this was the capital, and few people dared to offend the Yan family. What she was worried about was that Yan Zhong might have used some other means to make things difficult for Yan Bo.
She was afraid that Yanbo would suffer, and she was also afraid that he would be tormented.
And all this suffering and sin is because of her.
She couldn't give up, so she could only grit her teeth, bearing the guilt and pain, and continue waiting.
After she finished eating and returned to the hospital with the takeout, Brother Yang took the takeout and reported what had just happened to her.
"The steward of the Third Young Master's family came by, stayed for a few minutes and then left. It seems he was there to deliver food and tonics. He recognized me, but he refused to tell me where the Third Young Master had gone."
Tong Xiaohuai secretly regretted leaving earlier.
Although Uncle Cui would definitely not tell her Yan Bo's exact whereabouts, she should still be able to find out some information about Yan Bo, right?
For example, whether he is doing well now, whether he has suffered or not.
After finishing his meal and throwing away his lunchbox, Brother Yang returned and saw Tong Xiaohuai still sitting motionless. He asked, "Miss, what are you planning to do tonight?"
Tong Xiaohuai acted as if she hadn't heard, looking down at her phone and scrolling through the messages one by one, afraid that she would miss Yan Bo's reply.
Yang sighed and decided to speak frankly.
“Young Miss, if the Yan family doesn’t want the Third Young Master to see you, the longer you stay here, the less likely he is to appear at the hospital.”
Tong Xiaohuai had already thought of what Brother Yang was talking about.
But she had no other choice but to stay here.
In the capital, the only people she knew besides Yan Bo were Tao Jia.
"Why don't you go back to the hotel and rest? I'll stay here tonight."
Yang was also in a dilemma. Uncle Yuan had repeatedly told him to take good care of the young lady, but right now, even if he wanted to, he was powerless to do so.
Tong Xiaohuai shook her head, "I'm not going back... You should go back and rest later."
With Tong Xiaohuai around, how could Brother Yang abandon her and run back to the hotel to rest?
So, the master and servant spent the night sitting on chairs in the hospital corridor.
Tong Xiaohuai waited in the hospital for nearly twenty hours, but even though he was unwilling, he was at a loss for what to do.
"Brother Yang, wait here for me for a moment. I'm going to check on his mother. I'll come back to the hotel with you after that."
Tong Xiaohuai is not made of iron; after guarding the city for a day and a night, she was exhausted.
The nurses in the intensive care unit refused to let Tong Xiaohuai in anymore. Tong Xiaohuai had no choice but to beg the nurse, "Sister, could you please talk to Aunt Fang for me and tell her that I want to say a few words to Auntie?"
The nurse had witnessed Tong Xiaohuai spending the night in the corridor and felt sorry for her, so she relayed her words and, after a while, handed the microphone to Tong Xiaohuai.
Tong Xiaohuai took the microphone and said, "Auntie, please get some rest. I'll come see you again later."
"Don't come, I don't want to see you." The person on the other end of the phone said it very resolutely.
Tong Xiaohuai pretended not to hear and said again, "Auntie, please take care of yourself..."
The phone was abruptly hung up!
Tong Xiaohuai sighed softly, handed the microphone back to the nurse, and said, "Thank you!"
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