Thinking of this, Xiaorong suppressed her dissatisfaction and tried to make her voice sound gentle, and continued to ask: "Are you the nurse in charge of the surgery department?"

The female nurse who was writing was busy raising her head impatiently and stared at Xiaorong hard. Just as she was about to get angry, she found something else in Xiaorong's eyes. She was stunned and then changed her tone and replied: "I am the nurse in charge of the surgery, but I just took over, so I don't know the situation."

The moment the female nurse looked up, Xiaorong changed into a cold expression, and the look of her eyes was even more intimidating about society, which made the female nurse intimidated.

The female nurse's reaction was exactly what Xiaorong wanted. To deal with such a woman, this method must be used to cleverly make her cooperate with the question honestly. Because the female nurse is a worker, she will naturally be taboo to those who are in the society.

Hearing the soft response from the female nurse, Xiaorong continued quietly: "In this way, I will tell you the patient's name. Please help me check which ward he lives in, I will go and find it myself."

Xiaorong's answer not only gave the female nurse a way out, but would not mess up the matter. The female nurse did not want to offend such a woman, so she immediately looked through the patient's records and reported the number of a ward.

Xiaorong quickly saw the ward she wanted to find according to the number provided by the female nurse. This is Ward No. 209.

When I opened the door, I saw four beds placed in the huge ward, which looked very wide. There was a small wooden cabinet in front of each bed for temporary storage of patient items.

Xiaorong is still relatively unfamiliar with Gu Cheng. When she was in Lianglong Town, she had only heard that Gu Cheng was the nephew of the boss's wife Xiao Erjie and did not know much. If we had to say how familiar the two were, we can only say that when Shan Sihua slashed Gu Cheng three times that night, it was considered a real understanding.

At that time, Gu Cheng was slashed three times by the angry Shan Sihua, and his life and death were uncertain. Thanks to Xiaorong's timely stop Shan Sihua's behavior, Gu Cheng was able to avoid Shan Sihua's pursuit and survive by chance.

Gu Cheng should be quite familiar with Xiaorong, but Gu Cheng had no impression of Xiaorong. So, when Xiaorong walked into the ward 209, Gu Cheng, half-squinted, stood up half his body from the bed and asked Xiaorong, "Who are you looking for?"

"Is your name Gu Cheng?" Xiaorong asked quietly. Gu Cheng was the only one lying on the bed in the huge ward. Xiaorong's question was naturally directed at Gu Cheng.

"Yes, my name is Gu Cheng. If you have any questions, please ask. Anyway, I have said all I should say several times. I know so much. It would be useless for you to ask in a different way. I can't tell you about other situations."

It can be heard that Gu Cheng had accepted many similar inquiries before, and it turned out that he regarded Xiaorong as the police who came to question the investigative person.

Xiaorong smiled bitterly and said lightly: "It was Shan Sihua who asked me to come to you, so don't have anything to hide."

Hearing Shan Sihua's name, Gu Cheng sat up from the bed, looked at Xiaorong carefully, and responded thoughtfully: "Did you have done it in the Dadiok Hall before, a girl named Xiaohong?"

Xiaorong did not answer this question positively, but just nodded slightly and took over the conversation: "Sihua asked me to come and see, have you noticed that there are any suspicious people around you?"

Gu Cheng sat upright, stared at Xiaorong seriously, and did not answer the question raised by Xiaorong directly, and slowly continued: "What are you talking about Sihua? Where are they now?"

It can be heard that Gu Cheng was not completely sure of Xiaorong's true identity, so he was still on guard and did not intend to tell the truth.

Xiaorong was a little angry and couldn't help blurting out: "He and the weasel were right next to the flower bed in the tree-lined avenue outside, waiting for me to bring back the news, don't be suspicious."

Seeing that Gu Cheng was still full of suspicion, Xiaorong was quick to learn and took out her cell phone to dial Shan Sihua's number, and handed the cell phone to Gu Cheng: "You can listen to it yourself and you will know if I have lie to you."

Gu Cheng took the phone suspiciously and put it in his ear. After a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face and shouted at the microphone: "Sihua, it's really you. Have you found Momo and that girl? Have you found Wan Essential Oil?"

After shouting this sentence, the surprise on Gu Cheng's face frozen. While nodding, he hung up the phone with a little frustration and asked casually: "What happened when you went to find Wan Essential Oil?"

"You can recover from your injuries with peace of mind first, and we will come and notify you after we get the exact news."

Facing Xiaorong's vague answer, Gu Cheng was surprisingly calm, just nodded, and agreed to Xiaorong's request with a "hmm". Then Xiaorong asked Gu Cheng about the situation here, then said goodbye, and found Shan Sihua and the others hiding beside the flower bed of the tree-lined avenue.

"Gu Cheng said that several groups of people came yesterday, constantly asking about the gunshot wounds, but he cleverly evaded them. So far, no one was found about Wan Jingyou and others' eyeliners, or suspicious people." Xiaorong said the information he had inquired from the ward without hesitation.

"I think people with Wan Essential Oils are not so bold, and they dare to set up an ambush in the hospital." The weasel responded with a little thought.

"What do you mean is that Gu Cheng's gunshot wounds have attracted the attention of the police. People with Wan Essential Oils dare not come close to the hospital?" Shan Sihua continued, and the weasel nodded, and continued: "Now, Wan Essential Oils have become a frightened bird and have been hiding for a long time. It would be futile if we continue to look for it like this."

"I think the same is true." Xiaorong also felt the same and continued: "Wan Essential Oil is an extremely cunning person. This matter has become uncontrollable. Wan Essential Oil no longer has the ability to do evil to us anymore. Maybe he is hiding from us now, so how dare you set up an ambush?"

Listening to the two of them being very familiar with their analysis, Shan Sihua couldn't help but feel unbelievable that Wan Essential Oil was really hidden. Since this is the case, it would be in vain to investigate Wan Essential Oil.

But just like this, Shan Sihua felt unwilling to accept it, especially sorry for Yang Er who died unjustly.

No matter what, you have to find Wan Essential Oil to avenge Yang Er. Even if you look through the city, you have to try it.

"Then we might as well handle the funeral of Brother Yang's second brothers first. It's not a solution to keep it in the funeral home." The weasel suggested, immediately arousing strong opposition from Shan Sihua: "No, we must find this bastard Wan Essential Oil anyway."

"Yes, I agree with Sihua's proposal." Another male voice suddenly rang out from the back of the flower bed. Shan Sihua and the other two turned their heads at the same time and saw that the person who spoke was Gu Cheng.

"Didn't your gunshot wound be cured? Why did you run out?" Shan Sihua was surprised and happy, and held Gu Cheng's body and asked with concern.

"It's okay, the wound is not infected, so there should be no major problems." Gu Cheng replied indifferently: "Don't worry about my injury."

As he said that, he smiled friendlyly at the Weasel, then changed his tone and asked Xiang Shan Sihua: "By the way, what's going on in Momo?"

Hearing this question, Shan Sihua couldn't help but tremble all over. Finally, he still mentioned this question. How should I answer Gu Cheng?

The weasel glanced at more and more people and interrupted: "This is not a place to talk, let's change the place."

"How do you get your wound? Do you still have to be hospitalized for observation?" Shan Sihua asked back. Gu Cheng shook his head and said anxiously: "No, I can't stay here for a minute, and I have to accept endless routine inquiries from those people here, which makes me upset."

As he said that, Gu Cheng looked at Xiaorong deeply and continued: "Besides, there is no silent news, how can I stay in the hospital with peace of mind?"

Gu Cheng suffered a gunshot wound, which naturally attracted the attention of the police. It was reasonable to accept inquiries every day. Shan Sihua could fully understand Gu Cheng's mood at this moment, and he agreed to Gu Cheng's request to go to Momo together.

Because Gu Cheng was injured and it was inconvenient to walk for a long time, Shan Sihua decided to divide it into two routes and conduct a carpet-style search in the city to see if he could find Momo or traces of Wan Essential Oil.

Shan Sihua and Xiaorong all the way, starting to search along the easternmost part of the city. Gu Cheng and Weasel all the way, searching from the westernmost part of the city. The two people made an appointment to meet in the city center at dusk, and once they encountered an abnormal situation, they would notify each other by phone.

Dingtan Mountain belongs to the search range of Shan Sihua and the others, and is also the most likely range for Wan essential oils to appear. Shan Sihua and the others are more careful, for fear of missing a corner and let Wan essential oils escape.

The two of them searched slowly from the east, and when they arrived near Denggang Mountain, it was almost noon. The hungry and thirsty Xiaorong asked to go to a snack shop at the foot of Denggang Mountain to fill their stomachs before looking for it. Shan Sihua carefully observed and found that the snack shop Xiaorong was referring to was facing Denggang Mountain, which was very conducive to visiting the situation, so he agreed to Xiaorong's request.

The two of them walked into the snack bar with their tired bodies, ordered a lot of things in one breath, and started eating voraciously.

For Dan Sihua, there are too many emotional entanglements in Dingtan Mountain. I remember that I met Wan Essential Oil on Dingtan Mountain for the first time, saving Yang Damei's life, and then the gangsters who eliminated Wan Essential Oil at the bottom of Dingtan Mountain. Today, when I came to Dingtan Mountain again, Shan Sihua's mood had undergone subtle changes.

He suddenly thought of Yang Damei, and then thought of Yang Er who was still in the funeral home and did not deal with it. He suddenly felt a little sorry for Yang Damei.
Chapter completed!