Chapter 1579 — Meeting Guan Xin Again
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Entering the private critical-care section, Wei Zhao noticed a number of police personnel standing along the corridor. Upon seeing Yang Huaijun, they each greeted him.
"Wei Zhao? Big Brother Yang?" A familiar figure stepped out of a ward carrying a tray. Spotting Wei Zhao and Yang Huaijun, she broke into a surprised and delighted smile.
"Xinxin?" Wei Zhao hadn't expected to see Guan Xin here. "You're still working at the hospital?"
The last time Guan Xin and Wei Zhao had talked, Guan Xuewen had arranged for her to study medicine under an old friend of many years — which meant she certainly couldn't keep working at the hospital. Yet here she was, still at the hospital.
"Yes, there's still some business at my teacher's home. I've heard his grandson is about to start university, so he has to get those matters settled first," Guan Xin said. "So I'm continuing to work at the hospital for now."
"I see." Wei Zhao nodded. "Go ahead and get back to work then. I won't keep you. I'm here to see a friend."
"All right!" Guan Xin nodded. She hesitated for a long moment before flushing and asking, "Before I leave... could I get in touch with you..."
In Guan Xin's mind, once she departed, it wouldn't be easy to run into Wei Zhao again. He was the first boy who had ever made her heart flutter. Though she knew she couldn't hold onto him, simply being able to see him often was enough to make her happy.
But if she left Songshan City, even this little scrap of happiness would be gone.
"Of course you can," Wei Zhao said with a smile and a nod. "Just give me a call!"
"Mm-hm!" Guan Xin's eyes lit up with excitement, but then she felt she had made too much of a scene. Flustered, she lowered her head and hurried away, forgetting even to say goodbye to Yang Huaijun.
"Wei Zhao, you really do seem to be quite popular with the ladies, don't you?" Yang Huaijun teased with a grin.
"Brother Jun, stop joking around. Speaking of which — do you have any plans to get married? You're not exactly young anymore," Wei Zhao asked.
"I have to follow my family's wishes. You know how it is — our Yang Clan isn't exactly flourishing in this generation, so we must find a suitable family for a political marriage..." Yang Huaijun smiled ruefully. "That means these matters are not mine to decide."
"Heh... Perhaps after this Clan Gathering, everything will change?" Wei Zhao said lightly.
"Oh?" Yang Huaijun paused in slight surprise. Wei Zhao's words clearly carried a hidden meaning, yet he declined to speak it plainly.
As they talked, the two stepped into the ward together. Qiu Lingshan and Wu Chengtian were sitting beside the bed, chatting. Both were cultivators; superficial wounds meant nothing to them — all that remained was rest.
Wu Chengteng was Wei Zhao's underling, and judging by appearances, Qiu Lingshan and Wei Zhao got along well, so the two of them had little trouble hitting it off.
"Are you two all right? I was busy with exams these past few days and couldn't come by." Wei Zhao glanced at Qiu Lingshan and Wu Chengtian's complexions — they still looked fine.
"You're the leader here, Wei Zhao, I'm perfectly fine. You have things to do — go ahead and take care of them. My internal injuries have already healed, and even if the external ones don't get treated, it's no big deal," Wu Chengtian said offhandedly. "This little bit of pain is nothing. Back when I was practicing Iron Hand Technique, every session left me covered in bruises!"