Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 97

Translator: GodBrandy  Editor: Kurisu

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.

He didn’t have time right now to search through the entire building for the salaryman uncle just to return a hundred fifty RMB. That uncle was foolish, but that didn’t mean he should be a fool too, right?

When Song Shuhang left the fifth floor, a figure jumped from the corner of the ceiling on the fifth floor corridor—it was that uncle! The uncle stuck toilsomely like Spiderman to the ceiling in order to avoid Song Shuhang.

“Tsk, a mere scammer trying to find me? Too naïve!” the uncle sneered, then followed the ward numbers and entered each room one by one. 533, 534, 535!

Su Clan’s junior, you can’t run from my grasp! I’ll rummage through the entire fifth floor to find you if I have to! The uncle was full of confidence. He had a premonition that he was going to get lucky today!

When he left home today, he had an expert tell his fortune. The fortune said he would meet someone he was fated to meet!

Someone he was fated to meet? Hmph, in a hellhole like this, other than Su Clan’s junior, whom else would he encounter that he had ‘fate’ with?

Shuhang circled the fourth floor in passing, but he still had no result to show for his effort.

The uncle probably ran to the floor above?

Whatever, I’ll just leave it at that. 

If they were to meet again…. he’ll just knock down the uncle and restrain him without saying a word! He won’t let him speak or let him have a chance to run away, and then he’ll explain properly!

Even an eminent monk who has been mistaken over and over would get angry!

As Song Shuhang thought as such, he clenched his fists tightly and imagined the salaryman uncle in front of him. He roared lightly and threw two hard punches into empty space, as if these two punches were struck on the uncle’s face!

Then, he discovered that the surrounding passersby looked at him strangely… if you were walking, then suddenly someone on the side started yelling randomly and throwing punches continually, you would become curious and stare at him.

Song Shuhang wanted to facepalm.

It was truly unfortunate!

“Cough Cough.” He loudly coughed twice, and assumed a composed expression, continuing to walk down the stairs.

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Today’s trend seemed to be meeting familiar people.

At the stairs down to the third floor, Song Shuhang saw yet another familiar face—it was a petite girl with short hair and a pretty face. She was holding onto the handrail, walking down the stairs with a limp.

Wasn’t this the girl that was kabedon’d, then activated god mode and taught the delinquents how to behave properly?

Perhaps she felt Shuhang’s gaze, and sharply turned her head around to meet his gaze.

Song Shuhang scratched his head, and laughed dryly, “Yo, what a coincidence, you’re at the hospital too?”

He actually didn’t want to talk to this girl… she seemed too cold and indifferent, so talking to her felt like he’d stuck his cordial face onto an ice block. However, now that their eyes met, it couldn’t be helped; Song Shuhang felt that it wouldn’t be good to ignore her, so he just greeted her.

The girl blinked as if recalling something. A short while later, she nodded, “Oh, it’s you.”

“Haha, yes, it is I. My sister dragged me here for a check-up. What about you, did your leg get hurt?” Song Shuhang saw the girl hold on to the handrail as she walked.

“Yeah, some minor injuries.” The girl’s gaze lowered as she replied.

Today, this girl seemed to be capable of communicating!

“Then… do you need help? Do you live near Jiangnan College Town?” Song Shuhang’s good-guy quality broke out again. The girl injured her leg, so if she lived near Jiangnan College Town, he could escort her without a problem.

“No need.” The girl shook her head, and then held on the handrails, limping obstinately down the stairs.

Seeing the girl was having difficulties, Song Shuhang pondered a bit, then reminded her, “Actually, this hospital has an elevator. If your leg is injured, you can take the elevator down.”

“…” the girl froze for a while. She obviously forgot about the elevator. Being reminded by Song Shuhang, she seemed to be rather embarrassed.

She turned away and ignored Song Shuhang, increasing her pace down the stairs.

Even though she could communicate today, this maiden was still not easy to interact with. Song Shuhang sighed inside. Whatever, it’s not like he was the type of good-natured guy to insist on helping someone who didn’t want it.

“By the way, did you just come down from the fifth floor? Did you see an uncle dressed like a salaryman who was in a hurry?” Song Shuhang asked in passing.

The girl pondered, then shook her head, “I didn’t.”

“Looks like that uncle ran upstairs.” Song Shuhang rubbed his forehead; normal people wouldn’t be able to figure out a fool’s thought process!

No, I mustn’t think of that uncle; just from thinking of him, my liver throbs with pain.

I should go to Medicine Master’s place next!

He’d promised Medicine Master that after things were settled with Zhao Yaya, he’d help the senior continue the experiment on improving the Body Tempering Liquid recipe.

Additionally, he needed to find a place to eat.

Thanks to Altar Master, he’d been busy from noon till now, and hasn’t taken a sip of water.

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Shuhang thought as he walked, very soon arriving at the first floor.

Even though the girl was limping down the stairs, her speed wasn’t slower than his! He’d just arrived on the first floor, but the girl’s foot trod right behind his.

Was it because of her strange sense of pride that she didn’t want to fall behind Shuhang?

However, as she let go of the handrail, her legs couldn’t exert enough strength and she fell sideways.

Shuhang instinctively reached out his hand to support her.

“How about I assist you to the hospital entrance, and find a taxi to send you home?” Shuhang tried to ask.

The girl snuffled, and after a long while, she squeezed out two words, “Thank you.”

Song Shuhang paused, and smiled, “You’re welcome.”

As he assisted the short-haired girl out the hospital, Song Shuhang was planning to flag down a taxi for her.

But, when he reached the entrance, he was dumbfounded.

There were many taxis, but they wouldn’t have a chance to get one.

There were too many patients today—as the cabs stopped, a customer would immediately get on and whoosh, the cab would run off.

“How about we go a little further, up to an intersection not far from here? It should be easier to stop a cab there.” Song Shuhang asked.

“Yeah, that’s okay.” The short-haired girl replied weakly.

So, Song Shuhang assisted her away from the hospital and they headed towards the intersection not far from the hospital.

At this moment, hospital Building 8B, on the fifth floor.

The uncle took a deep breath, and pushed open the last ward with trembling hands. It was empty inside.

The uncle who was full of confidence… was petrified.

Did he lose the trail again?

All fortune tellers were f*cking scammers! What happened to the person he had fate with? He couldn’t find Su Clan’s junior at all.

And the scammer he met today wasted so much of his time! If that scammer didn’t trouble him, he might’ve already found Su Clan’s junior!

Next time he met that scammer, he’d definitely not let him speak. He’d charge up to him and knock him down to the ground.

The uncle imagined the scammer’s face in front of him. He clenched his fists and threw two punches fiercely in the air, as if those two punches were struck on Shuhang’s face!

It could be foreseen that the next time Shuhang and the uncle met, both of them would stay silent, charge towards each other, and give each other a ‘Friendship Breaking Face Fist’—knocking the other out was their responsibility!