Zhou Song returned to the hospital building and was absent all the way. He walked outside the operating room where Zhou Lingjun had just undergone surgery. He remembered that he didn't know which ward Zhou Lingjun was transferred to. He took out his cell phone and called Liang Li, wanting to ask Zhou Lingjun's room number. He dialed out. Liang Li used a mobile phone ringtone set by a certain piano piece and rang in the stairwell not far away. After two sounds, he stopped. At the same time, a prompt sound of the user being busy was ringing on the phone. Liang Li hung up his phone.

He guessed that Liang Ji was not convenient to speak on the phone, but had to ask Zhou Lingjun's ward number, so he walked towards the stairwell. When he approached the stairwell, he gradually heard the sound of two men talking from inside, one of whom was Liang Ji and the other one was unknown.

Liang Jue said: "I gave you half a year, but the result is! You are fucking incompetent!"

When Zhou Song heard this, he suddenly stopped his steps and was secretly surprised in his heart. Liang Qi has always had a good temper and is always talking and laughing at everyone. He has known Liang Qi for so long and has never heard Liang Qi speak loudly, let alone swearing in anger.

The man he scolded seemed to have a good temper, "When you whisper, I'm also trying to figure out a solution. You know how difficult this project is, it won't be a result in three days or two."

Liang Jue: "You are a doctor, and you know his physical condition best. I don't want to be in a hurry. I also want to give you time, but I don't have time, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand, but this is not something you can solve by scolding me. I have to talk to the professor."

"Appoint me to meet with this professor, and I want to talk to him in person."

"Brother, don't make trouble. The professor will definitely not see you. If you want the project to continue, don't cause trouble."

When Zhou Song heard this, he walked over quickly and asked, "What project?"

When Liang Jue saw him, his face changed: "Xiao Song? What are you doing here?"

It turned out that the person who was talking to Liang Yu was a male doctor. He was about thirty years old and wearing glasses. He was fair and clean and elegant.

Zhou Song: "I just heard what project you are talking about? Is it related to my elder brother?"

He was confused and didn't understand the inside. Obviously, he didn't listen in full. Liang Yu felt a little relieved: "Yes, Dr. Wu and I are discussing a successful operation in Germany's clinical trial. This is Dr. Wu."

Zhou Song stretched out his hand to Dr. Wu and said, "Hello, I am Zhou Lingjun's cousin." As he said that, he glanced at the name tag on Dr. Wu's chest. His name was Wu Qiping.

Wu Qiping smiled and said, "Hello."

Zhou Song: "Can you tell me about the surgery you just mentioned in detail?"

Wu Qiping smiled unnaturally and glanced at Liang Ji.

Liang Jue said: "Simply put, it is an artificial heart transplant. It is still very immature in China. Xiao Song, don't delay Dr. Wu's work. Let's go up and see the eldest brother. He woke up just now."

Wu Qiping left, and they walked upstairs. Zhou Song asked about the operation again, but Liang Yu was perfunctory. He felt a little strange, but he had no time to think about it. He soon arrived outside Zhou Lingjun's ward. Through the door, he could hear that many people had entered inside, and the elders of the Zhou family had almost arrived.

He immediately gave up again, Liang Zhu let him in. He hesitated for a while and said, "Brother Ah, there are too many people inside, so I won't go in first. I'll come again later."

Liang Yu understood that he didn't want to meet with the elders of the Zhou family and said, "Then you go home and rest, come back tonight."

Liang Jue went in and closed the ward door again. Zhou Song looked in through the glass window on the door, wanting to see Zhou Lingjun, but only saw a circle of people standing in front of the hospital bed, and even Zhou Lingjun's shadow could not be seen. He walked out of the building again, and this time he did not stop, and directly stopped a car and went home.

Many things happened in just half a day, and there was another thrilling event. Zhou Song felt very tired, so he closed his eyes to rest as he got in the car. While thinking about Yu Jiao, Zhou Lingjun, and Liang Jue's suspicious concealment, these three things were in his mind and he couldn't be peaceful for a moment.

The phone rang again, and he answered the phone listlessly: "Hey?"

"Hello, is it Mr. Zhou Song? I am from the express delivery company. Your express delivery has arrived. Please open the door of the unit building."

Zhou Song was puzzled: "Which express company?"

The other party reported the name of a platform supporting express delivery company on an online shopping platform. Zhou Song was even more puzzled. He has always rarely shopped online, and since he returned to China, he has never bought anything online. "Are you mistaken? I didn't have anything online."

Courier: "Are you Zhou Song? I called your mobile phone number. The delivery address is 1901, Unit 2, Building C, Xinhai Century Community, Changbin Road."

While talking, the taxi drove into the community, and Zhou Song said, "Wait a moment, I'll go downstairs right away."

The taxi was parked in front of the unit building. Zhou Song got off the car and saw a courier wearing a uniform of a courier company and three large boxes beside him. He carefully looked at the harvest address and the recipient information, and it was indeed delivered to his house. So he moved a box and went upstairs with the courier. The courier moved the things into the entrance hall, took out the receipt and asked him to sign. Zhou Song signed and left.

Zhou Song pushed the three boxes into the living room. When he opened the boxes, he saw that there were some brushes and paints, and an easel that had not yet been combined. Seeing these things, he felt indescribable strangeness in his heart. He did think about buying some paintings at home, occasionally drawing a few strokes as a pastime, but he just thought about it and had no time to buy them. Today, these things were automatically mailed to the door.

He dialed Liang Jue's number and asked as soon as he called: "Brother Ah Jue, have you helped me buy things online?"

Liang Jue: "Online? What's it?"

Zhou Song: "Some pigments or something."

Liang Jue: "No, I never buy things online. Have you received a prank express? There are many boring people now, just throw them away."

Is it a prank express? Obviously not, what he was sent was what he really needed.

Zhou Song hung up the phone, sat on the floor and looked at the three boxes thinking for a moment. Suddenly, he picked up his mobile phone and opened a shopping website app to check his order record, but he saw a transaction record from last night, and he bought paint, brush, drawing board, and drawing paper. The detailed order time was 2:31 am last night.

He felt like he had taken someone else's phone wrong. He went to bed at around 11 o'clock last night and had no dreams until dawn all night. If he got up in the middle of the night to buy things, how could he not remember it? Furthermore, his phone was placed on the bedside table all night. If you want to buy things online, you need fingerprint unlocking and application locks, and input a payment password. These are information that no one except him knows, so it is impossible to be secretly taken to place an order.

But the orders will not be faked. He did buy some things online at 2:31 am. He also called out the payment record of WeChat, and indeed, there was an extra transaction information out of thin air. It was 3:05 am. He spent 53 yuan in a convenience store near the community.

Zhou Song felt a sense of chill in his heart, and he dialed the landline phone number from the security guard on the first floor. He was very familiar with the security guard Xiaoshi. On the first day of moving in, Xiaoshi was busy helping him move things. He also bought gifts to the security room to thank him. The security room was in a room next to the lobby of the public area. When entering and leaving the unit building, you will definitely pass through the lobby of the public area.

The phone was connected, and Zhou Song lied that he had lost something and asked Xiaoshi to help investigate whether there were strangers entering the unit building between 2:30 and 3:00 last night. Xiaoshi checked the video and said, "No, Mr. Zhou, you went out last night."

Zhou Song: "I'm out?"

Xiaoshi: "Yes, I asked you why you were going out. You said you couldn't sleep and go out for a walk."

Zhou Song: "...when?"

Xiaoshi: "2:43."

At 2:43, it is after placing an order online.

Zhou Song's heart sank straight down, unable to believe that such a bizarre thing happened to him. Suddenly, he saw the door of the bathroom was closed, revealing the frame on the wall for washing clothes. Nanny Sister Cai asked for leave today, so the clothes he changed yesterday had not been washed yet.

He got up and walked towards the bathroom and asked, "What clothes did I wear last night?"

Xiaoshi: "Wait, I'll watch the surveillance video and find it. You were wearing a white T-shirt and gray pants when you went out last night."

Zhou Song pushed open the door and saw the frame on the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned.

There were a few clothes in the frame, and the two on the top were the white short-sleeved and gray casual pants he often wore at home. But he clearly remembered that these two clothes were still hanging in the closet yesterday, but they appeared in the frame at this time.
Chapter completed!