Chapter 97: The Fated Are Separated by One Floor

When Song Shuhang left the ward in chase, the uncle was nowhere to be seen.

He searched each passageway on the fifth floor as fast as possible, but he found nothing.

"How does he run so fast? Where’d he go in the blink of an eye?" Song Shuhang said gloomily. Wasn’t it only a few words’ time that he took to explain to Professor Renshui how he met the salaryman uncle?

Could this uncle have run away from him—the ‘scammer’—at the speed used to run the hundred-meter dash? 

Bastard, there should be a limit on how mistaken one can be about someone, right?

In the end, Song Shuhang sighed and walked towards the fourth floor… he could only find that foolish uncle on his way out of the hospital. Best that he find him, but if not, then whatever.