But for a situation , He Zhilan didn’t know how to comfort Jiang Biyun. The matter of fate is something that no one can explain clearly. Considering that her and Jiang Biyun’s classes would start later in the morning tomorrow, she could take the opportunity to talk to Jiang Biyun alone after everyone else had gone to class. So, He Zhilan now directly changed the subject and brought up the photos of the two of them, praising that they both looked very good in the photos.
Early the next day, Chen Xiting and the others went to class early. Gu En didn’t come back last night, so He Zhilan guessed that she came straight to school to attend class. The dormitory was empty, and seeing the dark circles under Jiang Biyun’s eyes were quite severe, He Zhilan knew that she must not have had a good rest last night.
How could anyone have a good rest with something weighing on their mind?
"Jiang Biyun." He Zhilan called out to the dazing Jiang Biyun. She was about to speak but Gu En suddenly appeared, humming a song and swinging the pen in her hand.
Seeing the two in the dormitory, Gu En was taken aback and directly asked He Zhilan, "How come you’re still in the dormitory? Your brother is in a terrible state, why aren’t you at the hospital taking care of him?"
This question left He Zhilan in a daze, "What do you mean my brother is in a terrible state?"
"Don’t you know that your brother got injured on a mission?" Gu En looked at He Zhilan with a dumbfounded look. "He’s now in General Military Hospital just like my cousin, but his injuries are much worse!"
"Are you sure you didn’t mistake someone else? I didn’t receive any notice from the military, and besides, I asked someone to check for me yesterday in the inpatient department. I didn’t see my brother’s registration." He Zhilan’s tone was very sure.
"Your brother’s severe injury was transferred to the General Military Hospital last night from the subordinate hospital. Believe it or not." Gu En shrugged and picked up her books and left the dormitory.
After Gu En left, Jiang Biyun slowly looked up at He Zhilan, her eyes filled with concern. "He Zhilan, why don’t you try to find out more?" What Jiang Biyun wanted to say was, although Gu En is unreliable, she is not at least the kind of person who would speak recklessly.
He Zhilan was a bit uncertain, but if what Gu En said is true, that He Teng was transferred to General Military Hospital last night, then what Bian Xiulin checked yesterday afternoon was not valid.
Nodding her head, He Zhilan turned to her desk and opened a small book containing Bian Xiulin’s phone number, and directly dialed Bian Xiulin’s number.
Bian Xiulin had just finished her night shift and was preparing to get off work. When she heard the phone ring, she picked it up casually and was surprised to hear He Zhilan on the other end.
"Gu En just told me that my brother was transferred to your hospital last night. Is this true?" He Zhilan asked directly without any polite words.
Bian Xiulin on the other end of the phone was silent for several seconds before answering with a slight laugh, "No such thing happened. I was on duty at the hospital all last night. If such a thing had happened, could I not know? If I knew, would I not tell you?"
After saying that, Bian Xiulin didn’t give He Zhilan a chance to speak and continued, "However, something really interesting did happen at our hospital yesterday. After Lin Chan found out from me that Lan Lizhen was lying in the hospital, he had his secretary buy a big string of firecrackers and set them off directly under the inpatient building. His secretary was as slippery as an eel, lighting the firecrackers and running off. People from all over the hospital gathered to see the commotion, but they couldn’t find anyone. If it weren’t for the nurse who doused the firecrackers with water, they might have kept going for half an hour. Our dean chewed me out for this incident. Lin Chan caused such a fuss. If it were me, I would have sent a funeral wreath. It doesn’t disturb the other patients, and water can’t put it out!"