NOVEL NEXT Chapter 152: Inescapable
About fifteen minutes later.
The examination of Zhang Mengchuang's son's injuries had concluded.
As soon as the doctor came out, Zhang Mengchuang rushed up to him and asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my son now?"
Although he was the family head of one of the four major families of Zheng He City, Zhang Mengchuang was still very worried about his son's condition.
The doctor replied with a relaxed expression, "He's all right now. That young man, despite his age, showed remarkable surgical skill—even with our highly sophisticated equipment, I doubt we could have matched him."
"All he needs now is some rest, and there won't be any aftereffects."
Upon hearing the doctor's words, the weight in Zhang Mengchuang's chest completely lifted.
A middle-aged woman who had been silent up to that point then spoke up to Zhang Mengchuang:
"Look, they cured your son and you were not only ungrateful, but you also spoke to them that way."
Feeling somewhat guilty, Zhang Mengchuang then addressed his assistant, who had just arrived, "Where's that young man? Find him for me. I want to hire him as the Zhang family's personal Imperial Physician, with an annual salary of three million, no, ten million!"
Upon hearing this, the assistant immediately went to look for Wang Ye.
Although the assistant hadn't been there at the start, within those fifteen minutes, Zhang Mengchuang had already had someone pull up the surveillance footage.
The assistant naturally knew what Wang Ye looked like.
At the same time, several nurses also came out.
The nurses, looking at the beautiful nurse who had been continually wiping Wang Ye's sweat, said to her:
"Xiaoya, I didn't expect you to be so considerate—wiping sweat for that young brother during the surgery, and doing it so earnestly too."
"Yeah, yeah, for such a pretty nurse like you to wipe the sweat off that boy, it's no wonder he was good-natured and didn't get distracted during the surgery."
"But after the surgery, his heart must have been all over the place."
The nurses teased the beautiful nurse and laughed together.
Embarrassed by their teasing, the beautiful nurse's face turned red, and she said, "Don't talk nonsense, I was just wiping his sweat to keep it from dripping on the patient, which could cause trouble."
"Yes, yes, we know," the nurses replied.
It was unclear whether they truly believed it or were just agreeing to humor the beautiful nurse, but they continued to speak up.
One of the nurses, looking at the beautiful nurse, suggested, "Right Xiaoya, if you like him, you should just confess to him. His medical skills are excellent, and he was not exploitative when treating the patient, a sign of good character."
"Yes, yes," another nurse chimed in at that moment:
"Besides, he's also handsome. I regret not looking at his face more while he was operating; I was too focused on his movements."
"It's a shame I don't have your good looks, Xiaoya, otherwise, I might have taken a chance myself."
"What are you talking about!"
Hearing this, Xiaoya's face, already red, turned even redder, and she stomped her foot.
But though she showed such resistance outwardly, her mind began to ponder.
Should she give it a try?
The boy did indeed seem quite nice.
From Wang Ye's actions, it was clear he was unaware that the person he was treating was the young master of one of Zheng He City's four great families, the Zhang family.
He acted without ulterior motives, selflessly.
And with his medical skills being so great, perhaps even the best surgeon at Zhengda Affiliate Hospital couldn't match Wang Ye's abilities.
And he was so handsome.
Especially during the surgery, he was meticulous and utterly serious.
This only made Xiaoya find Wang Ye even more attractive.
"Why not... give it a try?"
Ask for his contact information?
Just when Xiaoya was considering this, Zhang Mengchuang's assistant approached him.
As soon as Zhang Mengchuang saw his assistant approaching, he hurriedly asked, "How did it go, did you find that person?"
"No."
Hearing Zhang Mengchuang's question, his assistant shook his head and replied:
"I just checked the surveillance. He left right after the treatment, his expression calm, as if he was very confident that you, Young Master, would have no problems at all."
"Divine Doctor, Divine Doctor."
Zhang Mengchuang sighed upon hearing his assistant's words.
His gaze did not betray any fear, which meant that his departure wasn't due to fear that his son might be in danger.
It was simply because he didn't want to stay here any longer.
He contributed selflessly, yet asked for nothing in return.
Thinking this, Zhang Mengchuang's desire to repay Wang Ye solidified even further, and he declared:
"Find him! We must find this person!"
"I, Zhang Mengchuang, must properly repay him!"
His voice infused with determination, his assistant, hearing these words, nodded, understanding the significance of the task at hand.
Meanwhile, Xiaoya, hearing the exchange between Zhang Mengchuang and his assistant, felt a dimness in her bright, beautiful eyes.
The person was gone.
That also meant that even though she had ideas, they couldn't be realized now.
What a perfect man.
She could only hope for another destined encounter in the future.
...
At this time, Wang Ye was unaware of what was happening on Zhang Mengchuang's end.
Wang Ye was already heading towards Yun City with Old Li, Tan Long, Fang Feifei, and Su Wanqing.
After driving for a while, Tan Long's voice came from the front:
"Master Wang, it seems we are being followed again."
Since there were so many cars behind them, Tan Long noticed it even without Wang Ye having to mention it.
"Yes."
Wang Ye spoke calmly, but his words tensed up everyone in the car:
"Moreover, they're closing in from several directions, and in about five minutes, when we reach the next intersection, we will be completely surrounded."
"Master Wang, you're joking, right?"
Swallowing, Tan Long asked Wang Ye.
They were about to be entirely surrounded?
Shouldn't Master Wang be panicking? Why did he seem so calm even as he spoke these words?
"It's true."
Although Wang Ye spoke softly, his words were laced with certainty, "There's no use thinking about which direction to turn. All the intersections ahead are blocked, and they've cut us off from behind; there's no way out."
"So what should we do?"
Su Wanqing asked.