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Chapter 999 - 996 Waiting for the Rabbit by Guarding the Stump

Chapter 999: Chapter 996 Waiting for the Rabbit by Guarding the Stump

"Miss, how did it go, did you see the Third Young Master?"

The moment Yang Ge saw Tong Xiaohua come out, he hurriedly went up to her and asked.

"No!" Tong Xiaohua shook her head.

Yang Ge became anxious, "Then what should we do? Is his phone turned on yet?"

After leaving the hospital room, Tong Xiaohua immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed Yan Bo’s number, only to be met with the voicemail telling her the phone was switched off.

"No!"

Tong Xiaohua sat down on a chair by the corridor, her head bowed in deep thought.

Yang Ge sat down beside her without daring to disturb her, just staring blankly at the entrance to the Intensive Care Unit.

After a few minutes, Tong Xiaohua finally spoke, "Yang Ge, you go out and grab some food, and bring me back something to eat."

Yang Ge didn’t understand her intention for a moment, "Let’s go eat together, it won’t taste good if you bring it back."

Tong Xiaohua shook her head, "No, I’ll stay here on watch. I refuse to believe that Yan Bo can stay away for an entire day!"

Although Tong Xiaohua was not a doctor, she could tell that Yan Bo’s mother was seriously ill.

Yan Bo was a filial son; there was no way he wouldn’t come to take care of his sick mother.

If he wasn’t here now, she guessed he had only left temporarily to rest at home or something similar.

As for why she couldn’t get through to his phone, Tong Xiaohua suspected that perhaps their phone numbers had been tampered with.

Knowing he couldn’t win an argument with Tong Xiaohua, Yang Ge hesitated for a moment, then finally got up and left.

After failing to reach Yan Bo by phone, Tong Xiaohua switched to sending text messages.

"Yan Bo, I’m currently in the Capital City, visiting your mother at the hospital."

"I’m a bit hungry, so if you’re on your way to the hospital, could you bring me something tasty to eat?"

"Your mother’s illness is quite serious. Do you want me to ask Uncle Du? He seems to have some folk remedies specifically for pneumonia."

...

By the time Yang Ge had finished eating and brought back some takeout, Tong Xiaohua’s sent messages had reached a count of 25.

And the most recent message she had received was the one from Tao Jia tipping her off.

"Miss, I just inquired a bit and it seems that the Third Young Master wasn’t present when Mrs. Yan was admitted, and moreover, he hasn’t been here at all since last night."

How Yang Ge came by such information was unknown, but Tong Xiaohua had no doubt about its authenticity.

"If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that Yan Bo isn’t aware of his mother’s hospitalization?"

"That seems to be the case..."

Even with such news from Yang Ge, Tong Xiaohua still decided to continue waiting in the hospital.

Unless something really happened to Yan Bo, as long as he knew of his mother’s illness, it would be impossible for him not to come to the hospital.

Yang Ge knew his Miss’s temperament too well to say anything more, he simply sat by her side in silence.

They sat like that until the evening came, and as the sky grew dark, the corridor was lit up with lights.

"Miss..."

Tong Xiaohua glanced at Yang Ge, "You go ahead and eat..."

Yang Ge, unsure of what to say to comfort her, said, "Why don’t you go out for a meal, get some fresh air while you’re at it? I’ll stay here, and you can bring me back a meal later."

Tong Xiaohua looked once more at the entrance to the Intensive Care Unit, and finally, she stood up.

"Then I’ll go for a walk..."

Tong Xiaohua walked forlornly down the hospital’s small pathway, autumn leaves swirling and falling in front of her, and with them, her heart seemed to plummet to the ground as well.

Having spent most of the day in the corridor, she had called Di Xu twice, only to hear that Yan Bo had turned off his mobile phone and was unreachable.

She also called Tao Jia, who had asked numerous friends, but none knew of Yan Bo’s whereabouts.

Throughout the day, she had sent over a hundred messages to Yan Bo, which, after being sent, disappeared without a trace, without any response.

She wasn’t worried about Yan Bo’s personal safety, after all, this was the Capital City—hardly anyone dared to provoke the Yan Family. What she was worried about was whatever means Yan Zhong might have used to trouble Yan Bo.

She feared that Yan Bo was suffering, that he was being punished.

And all this suffering and punishment were because of her.

Unable to give up, she could only persevere, burdened with guilt and pain, and continued to wait.

After finishing her meal and bringing takeout back to the hospital, Brother Yang took the food from her and reported on the recent events.

"The butler from the Third Young Master’s family came by, stayed for a few minutes, and then left. It looked like he delivered some food and nutritional supplements. He recognized me, but he wouldn’t disclose the Third Young Master’s whereabouts."

Tong Xiaohua regretted leaving earlier in hindsight.

Although Butler Cui likely wouldn’t tell her Yan Bo’s exact location, perhaps she could still have gleaned some information about him, right?

For instance, how he was doing, whether he suffered or faced any hardships.

After Brother Yang ate his meal and tossed away his food container, he returned and saw that Tong Xiaohua was still sitting motionless. He asked, "Miss, what are you planning to do tonight?"

Tong Xiaohua, as if she hadn’t heard him, kept her head down, holding the mobile phone, flipping through messages, fearing she might have missed a reply from Yan Bo.

Brother Yang sighed and decided to speak more bluntly.

"Miss, if the Yan Family doesn’t want the Third Young Master to see you, the more you wait here, the less likely he is to appear in the hospital."

Tong Xiaohua had already considered what Brother Yang was saying.

But besides staying here, she had no other option.

In the Capital City, aside from Yan Bo, the only other person she knew was Tao Jia.

"How about you go back to the hotel and rest? I’ll stay here tonight."

Brother Yang also found it difficult—as Uncle Yuan had repeatedly entrusted him to take good care of Miss—but at this moment, even if he wanted to, he was powerless to help.

Tong Xiaohua shook her head, "I’m not going back... You should go and rest later."

How could Brother Yang leave her and go back to rest at the hotel by himself?

Thus, the maid and her mistress spent the night together on the chairs in the hospital corridor.

Tong Xiaohua had been waiting in the hospital like sitting duck for nearly twenty hours and, though reluctant, she had run out of options.

"Brother Yang, wait for me here a moment. I am going to see his mother, then I’ll come back and we can head to the hotel together," Tong Xiaohua said.

Tong Xiaohua was no machine; after keeping vigil for a day and a night, she was exhausted.

But the nurses in the Intensive Care Unit refused to let her in again, leaving Tong Xiaohua no choice but to plead with a nurse, "Sister, could you please tell Auntie Fang that I wish to say a few words to the mother?"

The nurse, having seen Tong Xiaohua in the corridor all night, felt pity for her and relayed the message. After a while, she handed the phone receiver to Tong Xiaohua.

Tong Xiaohua took the receiver, "Mother, please rest well, I’ll come see you later."

"Don’t come again; I don’t want to see you," said the person on the other end of the phone, very resolutely.

Tong Xiaohua pretended not to hear and added another line, "Mother, take care of your health..."

The phone was abruptly hung up!

Tong Xiaohua sighed lightly, handed the receiver back to the nurse, and said, "Thank you!"