But after Qin Gang left, he immediately closed the door, and the group of people outside didn't even have a chance to see Xiang Yang clearly inside the house.
Sister Jiao looked behind him and asked with a smile, "Where's that little kid? Why didn't he follow?"
Qin Gang glanced at her, and Jiao Jie fell silent.
Others: "Pshaw! Scared, huh!"
"that is!"
"I knew it! Bringing along such a troublesome person is just asking for trouble!"
"Brother Qin, really! Xiang Dahai brought this on himself. What does it have to do with you, Brother Qin? Why are you bothering with that kid?"
"That kid's only good at talking; he's got no strength at all. He can't even drink or smoke. What's the point of him..."
"..."
The sound grew fainter and fainter.
Xiangyang raised an eyebrow indifferently inside the room.
If he finds it troublesome, then he won't go. Anyway, he didn't really want to go.
Xiangyang sat back down on the small sofa, looked at the cigarette in the ashtray that hadn't been smoked more than twice, and asked Xiaoguai, "Xiaoguai, who is this Master Zhang? Can you find out?"
Xiao Guai frantically searched through the mission personnel data, found a bit, and said, "Master Zhang, a real estate tycoon."
Xiangyang: "...That's it?"
Xiao Guai: "...There's another photo."
"Oh..." Xiangyang thought to himself, this system is really useless.
Xiangyang didn't discourage it, and asked, "Little Darling, who gave you this name?"
Xiangyang was merely testing the waters of the organization it belonged to.
Xiao Guai: "I don't know. I only know that I am Xiao Guai, and I need to bind to a host and then do missions with him."
"Oh," Xiangyang thought to himself, "it's really naive."
When Xiangyang went to school, his counselor, Chang Qingqing, looked at him with a look of reluctance to scold him and asked, "Xiangyang, you skipped class again today?"
Xiangyang casually made up a story: "Teacher, I'm staying at my uncle's house right now. My uncle is sick and is currently hospitalized, so I'm taking care of him."
"Oh..." Chang Qingqing knew about Xiang Yang's family situation and heard that he had an uncle. She immediately became enthusiastic and asked, "Where is your uncle hospitalized? I'll go visit him another day."
"Ah..." Xiangyang was now embarrassed. "No, no need, teacher, it's not that serious."
Chang Qingqing put her hand on his shoulder and comforted him, "Don't think too much about it. Your grades are good, and you can take the postgraduate entrance exam."
Xiangyang: "...Understood, teacher."
With the postgraduate entrance exam approaching, Xiangyang is actually taking it very seriously.
Chang Qingqing watched Xiang Yang walk away, somewhat lost in thought.
Even though they were both quiet, he felt that Xiangyang seemed... a bit more cheerful these days?
With such a big change happening in the family, I thought the student would become even more depressed.
But now, no matter what Xiangyang does, even just standing there with calm eyes, he can give people a different feeling.
It's like... two people who look exactly alike.
Chang Qingqing realized she was overthinking it.
Xiangyang had only a few yuan left, and Qin Gang asked him to cook again, so he had no choice but to buy a bunch of noodles and go back, planning to make a sauce with oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, and then cook the noodles in clear broth.
But the noodles were cooked, and Qin Gang didn't come back.
For two days in a row.
Xiang Yang asked the system, "Could Qin Gang have died out there?"
Xiao Guai: "No, if the mission target dies, the mission will fail immediately, and there will be a notification."
Xiangyang: "Oh..."
Xiangyang was relieved and resumed his studies.
Four days passed, and Qin Gang still hadn't returned.
Xiangyang asked Xiaoguai, "Can you find out where he is now? What's the situation?"
Xiao Guai: "This...I don't know how..."
"Oh." Xiang Yang went to some places that Qin Gang and his gang frequented, and after searching for a long time, he finally saw a familiar person.
"Sister Jiao!" Xiang Yang called out.
Jiao Jie, who was flirting with a man, turned around and looked at him. "Oh, a good student!"
Xiangyang walked over with his schoolbag slung over one shoulder. "Sister Jiao, Uncle Qin hasn't been home for four days. Where did he go?"
Jiao Jie was also surprised that Xiang Yang had come to show concern for Qin Gang.
It's rather ridiculous that he only came to ask about Qin Gang now, after he's already been hospitalized for four days.
The man standing to the side laughed at him: "You're not a good little brother."
Xiang Yang laughed: "There is indeed room for improvement. Brother, where is Uncle Qin? Tell me about him."
Jiaojie stopped teasing him and said, "Brother Qin has had an accident and is hospitalized. He's at the Third Affiliated Hospital of Changxing now."
After saying that, Sister Jiao and the man waited to see Xiang Yang's reaction.
Xiangyang simply said "Oh" and then left, saying, "I'll be going now."
Jiao Jie and the man did not see the reaction they expected, and they frowned repeatedly.
Man: "What's wrong with this kid?!"
"It's because we had nowhere else to go that we resorted to Brother Qin." Sister Jiao wasn't particularly interested in this either.
Xiangyang, carrying his schoolbag, went to the Third Affiliated Hospital of Changxing. He gave Qin Gang's name at the front desk, but the nurse refused to tell him. In the end, Xiangyang had to search room by room.
Xiangyang didn't even take a bus when he came; he walked more than ten kilometers and was already exhausted.
I couldn't find anyone right now, so I was so tired that I just squatted down in the corridor.
Qin Gang had just finished another surgery and was lying in his hospital bed when a nurse pushed him to his ward. This was the scene he saw.
Sunny?
When Xiangyang looked at the hospital bed that was being pushed over, he didn't recognize who it was because he was squatting down and Qin Gang was lying on the ice bed.
But after the hospital bed was moved over, Xiangyang felt that the hand resting on the edge of the bed was somewhat familiar, so he stood up abruptly.
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