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In the doorway, he met a woman wearing glasses. She just finished her work and was gonna take a break here. Seeing Song Shuhang, she greeted him with a smile, "Hi, Student Shuhang."     

"Hello, Dr. Li." Song Shuhang smiled shyly. He was shy because he felt pressured when being watched by this Doctor Li.     

In the lounge, Zhao Yaya had sorted out her stuff. Seeing Shuhang come in, she smiled and beckoned, "Shuhang, there you are."     

Seeing her smiling face, Song Shuhang was upset for some reason—had Zhao Yaya already seen the post about the uncle PK-ing a young man with a single punch?     

"What time is the train?" he quickly shifted the topic, for he didn’t want to wait for Zhao Yaya to ask him about the post.     

Zhao Yaya took out her cell phone and checked her ticket information. Then, she replied, "A bullet train at three o'clock in the afternoon."     

"Then, Sister Yaya, I’ll send you to the station this afternoon after I sign in in the driving school! I'm gonna hang out now!" Song Shuhang chose to leave as soon as possible.     

Before Zhao Yaya replied, he had already run away...     

"What's going on with your brother?" puzzled, Dr. Li looked at Zhao Yaya. Why did Song Shuhang come here in haste and then run away so soon?     

"I don't know." Zhao Yaya was confused too. She asked, "How about you, have you dealt with the patient in No. 570 Ward of Building 8B?"     

"I’ve given her two more painkiller injections… she has been coming here more and more frequently these days, and the effect of the painkiller is getting weaker and weaker." Doctor Li rubbed her temple.     

Every time she saw the young girl with a strong look on her face, she felt so sorry for her... she knew the little girl was dying after all.     

Why on earth did she suffer such a serious injury? And, why had the little girl's family never appeared for such a long time?     

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Song Shuhang, who had been hanging around the hospital for a while, suddenly stopped.     

He saw a salaryman uncle in the distance—he was heading for the depths of the hospital in a hurry. This uncle, who seemed to be oppressed by life, looked so familiar to him.     

Song Shuhang took a deep breath. How he wanted to give a middle finger to fate for this mischief—he met that uncle again!     

Why did he meet the uncle at least once a day? Was there something wrong?     

He had the urge to sneak up on the uncle and punch him. But, he was a little worried there would come the scene that ‘an uncle knocked out a young man with a punch’ again in the hospital. In that case, he would rather die!     

‘Well, the last time I saw this uncle in the hospital, he seemed to be looking for someone in the wards. Does he have any relative or friend in the hospital?’ Song Shuhang thought—maybe there would be an opportunity?     

If the uncle really had a family member or a friend hospitalized here, he might be able to ‘explain’ to the uncle in front of his family member or friend? Even if the uncle was really silly, his family should not... be that silly?     

And then... I shall work out an essay with tens of thousands of words in my mind in advance to ‘educate’ the uncle and let him understand the importance of ‘basic trust between people’!     

Thinking of the scene that the uncle was sitting on a stool obediently and embarrassedly while he was educating him effusively with saliva splashing all over, Song Shuhang felt quite excited!     

Therefore, Song Shuhang followed the uncle carefully.     

The uncle's senses were so keen that he might get caught if he stared at him for too long. So, he had to be careful when tracking him and couldn’t even stare at him for too long.     

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The uncle moved fast along the scent of the Su Clan’s junior. Last time, he lost the trace of the Su Clan’s junior, interrupted by the swindler in the Luo Xin street area.     

Nobody would interrupt him this time!     

Today, he had to capture the Su Clan’s junior alive! Or so the uncle roared in his mind.     

Today, he was so lucky that he sensed her scent before the Su Clan’s junior got the time to conceal it. Following the scent along the way, the uncle finally stopped at the door of No. 570 Ward of Building 8B.     

It was right here!     

This time, you have nowhere to hide, Su Clan’s junior!     

With moist eyes, the uncle reached for the door of the ward.     

Just as he reached out with his hand, the door suddenly opened.     

Was he discovered?     

The uncle was so startled that he jumped back dramatically.     

In the ward, a female nurse just opened the door and was suddenly startled by the jumping uncle back.     

"What are you doing! Don't jump around in the hospital. It's dangerous." reproved the little nurse, frowning.     

"I'm sorry." The funny uncle quickly apologized.     

"Be careful. This is a hospital. What if you bumped into a patient just now?" the little nurse reproved the uncle again. Satisfied with his remorseful attitude, she turned around and left.     

The silly uncle secretly heaved a sigh of relief. After the little nurse left, he sneaked back to No. 570 Ward and pushed the door open—the little nurse just closed the door but didn’t lock it.     

In No. 570 ward, a young girl was lying in a hospital bed. She looked quite feeble as she just had a painkiller injection.     

"Got you!" the uncle smiled grimly, just like a big gray wolf seeing the Little Red Riding Hood.     

"Who are you?" the girl looked at the uncle and asked coldly.     

"I finally found you, the junior of Su Clan’s Seven." The uncle gnashed his teeth and his face twisted with hatred.     

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"Is the uncle's family here?" Song Shuhang wondered as he saw the funny uncle push a door and enter a ward.     

He approached the ward carefully, without entering it after the uncle—he wanted to confirm the relationship between the uncle and the patient in the ward before making a decision.     

Just then, a clear and cold female voice came from the ward. "Do you have a grudge against Seven?"     

"Su Clan’s Seven, he really is a bully!" the uncle gnashed his teeth, "Six days ago, he forced his way into our Immortal Farming Sect, stole our most precious treasure—Seven Colors Wonder Fruit—and seriously injured eighteen disciples of our sect!     

Though our Immortal Farming Sect is just a small sect and can’t be compared with the Su Clan, we are not a bunch of spineless cowards who could be be easily trampled upon! We'll make you pay for it no matter the cost!"     

"Six days ago? Seven robbed you of your treasure? And wounded the disciples of your sect?" asking in a clear and cold voice, the girl frowned. She knew the reason Seven wanted to get a ‘Seven Colors Wonder Fruit’. He probably intended to treat her injury caused by the heavenly tribulation with it.     

However, she didn’t quite believe it when she was told that Seven stole the most precious treasure of a sect and seriously injured the disciples!     

She sighed faintly, and answered, "Although I don't think Seven would rob you of your most precious treasure, if he really did it, I will ask Seven to return the treasure to you! And we’ll compensate all the losses of Immortal Farming Sect. How about it?"     

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‘Su Clan’s Seven?’ Song Shuhang who was eavesdropping outside the ward thought the name sounded quite familiar to him.     

Was the Su Clan’s Seven that the uncle mentioned just now the one in Nine Provinces Number One Group?     

If they were the same person, then who was this woman in the ward? According to what she said, she seemed to be able to influence the actions of Su Clan’s Seven?     

I am so foolish! She must be Su Clan’s Sixteen! Song Shuhang suddenly rubbed his temple.