nucmednet Chapter 488 Their Traces
Chapter 488 Their Traces
Jiang Shuo drove the unconscious Jiang Chengyu in the car in silence all the way, and the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.
Finally, the car arrived at the high-speed railway station steadily and slowly stopped at the roadside. The driver was a warm and cheerful person. He quickly unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car. He moved neatly to the trunk, opened the lid and took out the wheelchair.
Then, he quickly walked to the rear door, gently opened it, and smiled with concern.
He carefully helped Jiang Chengyu back into the wheelchair again and adjusted his sitting position to ensure that he was comfortable and safe.
While the driver was busy, he couldn't help but ask, "Child, you are so young, and it's not safe to go out with your father. Will there be anyone to meet you at the station when you arrive?"
Jiang Shuo raised his head, a polite and sensible smile appeared on his face, and he answered seriously: "Thank you, uncle, someone will pick you up, don't worry. I have already paid you the fare, please check it carefully."
After hearing this, the driver smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I got it. Then you should be more careful on the way."
"Got it. Goodbye, uncle!" Jiang Shuo responded while holding the handle of the wheelchair tightly with both hands and began to push Jiang Chengyu towards the high-speed railway station hall.
The driver looked at the small figure of little Jiang Shuo and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, what a good child, sensible and responsible, really good."
Jiang Shuo pushed the wheelchair all the way, struggling to move forward in the endless stream of people. Because he was young and his height was significantly different from that of an adult, he needed to exert a lot of strength every time he pushed the wheelchair.
He had not walked far when his tender forehead was covered with beads of sweat. The beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks and soaked his collar.
But his eyes remained firm, with no intention of backing down. Soon, Jiang Shuo pushed Jiang Chengyu to the high-speed railway station lobby.
The hall was crowded with people and noisy voices were heard everywhere. Jiang Shuo looked around and saw a long queue at the ticket office, people were patiently waiting to buy tickets.
Without any hesitation, he pushed the wheelchair straight to the waiting room. Once in the waiting room, Jiang Shuo found an empty seat and gently stopped the wheelchair.
He took off his schoolbag, unzipped it skillfully, and took out Jiang Chengyu's cell phone from it.
His fingers slid quickly across the screen, skillfully opening the high-speed rail APP program. After a series of skillful operations, he successfully purchased an adult ticket to Kuncheng.
After completing the ticket purchase, he breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his chubby little hands, and covered Jiang Chengyu with the blanket to make sure he wouldn't catch a cold.
Then, he sat in a chair beside him, wiped the sweat off his forehead with a tissue, and stared at the train time announced on the display.
He silently hoped that the train would arrive on time and take him and Jiang Chengyu home as soon as possible.
Although Jiang Shuo was physically exhausted at this moment, there was a tenacity in his eyes, as if he could face it bravely no matter how many difficulties lay ahead.
Mu Xiaoji sat in the back seat of the taxi, leaning forward unconsciously, looking out the window anxiously.
The streets of the city passed by quickly before his eyes, but he had no time to appreciate them. He was anxious and the same question kept circling in his mind: Where on earth had Jiang Shuo taken the little monster at this moment?
He could no longer suppress his inner anxiety, and with trembling hands he took out his cell phone and dialed the number of Little Monster without thinking.
The moment the call was made, his eyes were full of anticipation and he stared at the phone screen, as if he could immediately find out their whereabouts.
At this moment, Jiang Shuo was sitting quietly in a chair in the waiting room, looking at his sleeping little father tenderly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, secretly rejoicing that he would soon be able to bring his little father back to Kuncheng, back to their warm little home.
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, like a thunder exploding in my ears.
Jiang Shuo was frightened by the sudden voice and subconsciously took out his mobile phone. When he looked carefully, the caller ID showed "Mumu".
His eyes instantly became alert, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He quickly and decisively hung up the phone, and then turned off his phone without hesitation.
After turning off the phone, Jiang Shuo's big watery eyes quickly looked around, like a cheetah ready to pounce, keenly searching for Mu Xiaoji's figure.
He knew very well that Mu Xiaoji would not give up the search easily, and at this moment he must be anxiously looking for them everywhere.
Jiang Shuo's brain was working fast. Relying on his keen perception and quick thinking ability, he was thinking about how to cleverly deal with Mu Xiaoji's possible tracking next.
He understood that time was running out and every second was crucial. He had to come up with a comprehensive plan as soon as possible so that he could take his little dad away smoothly and avoid being found by Mu Xiaoji.
Jiang Shuo's eyes revealed firmness and determination. Although he was a little nervous inside, his determination to protect his little father was as unshakable as steel.
He knew very well that he had to be very careful in every step that followed. If he was not careful, all his efforts would be wasted...
Mu Xiaoji sat in the bumpy back seat of the taxi, feeling anxious and worried like an ant on a hot pan.
He looked at the rejected call from the little monster and couldn't help but cursed: "Stinky boy, don't let me catch you, I will beat your ass to pieces."
I called the little monster again and soon heard a voice prompt: "Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off, please call again later.
Sorry, the number you have dialed is powered off. Please try again later.”
Mu Xiaoji clenched his fist with an angry look on his face and hit his thigh hard.
His mind was like a high-speed machine, thinking non-stop. He knew Jiang Shuo too well, and that kid had always wanted to take his little dad away.
But in this situation, will Jiang Shuo choose to take the high-speed rail or a plane?
Mu Xiaoji quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. Considering that Jiang Shuo was still young and Jiang Chengyu was unconscious,
Generally speaking, flight attendants will not easily let them board the plane or get on the bus for safety reasons.
But the most important thing now is to figure out which direction Jiang Shuo will go.
After all, Jiang Shuo is still a child. Whether it is in the crowded, noisy and chaotic airport or the equally bustling high-speed rail station, there are many hidden dangers, which makes Mu Xiaoji anxious and restless.
After some thought, Mu Xiaoji decided to start from the airport. He quickly took out his mobile phone, his fingers trembling slightly with anxiety, and finally found the airport customer service number, and then he couldn't wait to dial it.
A polite and gentle voice soon came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, how can I help you?"
Mu Xiaoji's voice was trembling with excitement, and he almost shouted into the phone: "Can you please help me check this ID card to see if it has purchased a ticket to Kuncheng?"
As he spoke, he quickly reported Jiang Chengyu's ID number and listened carefully to the sound of rapid typing on the keyboard on the phone.
Every second of waiting seemed extremely long. Mu Xiaoji held the phone tightly, his eyes fixed on the screen, his forehead already covered with dense beads of sweat.
Not long after, the customer service lady's clear voice sounded again: "Hello sir, the message here shows that there is no record of Mr. Jiang buying a ticket."
Hearing this reply, Mu Xiaoji's heart was relieved a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, thank you, I'm sorry to bother you!"
After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone, and immediately found the customer service number of the high-speed railway station and called.
Soon, the call was connected and a clear male voice came: "Hello, how can I help you?"
Mu Xiaoji said very quickly: "Hello, can you help me check if this ID number has been used to purchase a high-speed rail ticket?"
Then, he reported Jiang Chengyu's ID number again. Time passed by minute by minute during the call. Mu Xiaoji was so nervous that sweat kept flowing down his forehead and cheeks. He felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
Finally, the voice responded again: "Hello sir, Mr. Jiang bought a high-speed rail ticket to Kuncheng at 11:20."
Mu Xiaoji was so excited that he clenched his left fist and said loudly: "Okay, thank you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone in a hurry, then anxiously looked at the time on his phone. He was suddenly extremely worried. There were only twenty minutes left until eleven twenty, and the high-speed train was about to arrive at the station.
Mu Xiaoji seemed to be ignited, and urged anxiously: "Master, hurry up, I'm going to be too late."
The driver glanced at Mu Xiaoji, who looked anxious, in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "It's almost there, we're almost at the door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the taxi slowly stopped at the side of the high-speed railway station. Before the car completely stopped, Mu Xiaoji opened the door like a gust of wind and disappeared in a flash.
The driver was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening and quickly shouted, "Hey, I haven't paid yet!"
He looked around in surprise, but could no longer find Mu Xiaoji. He could only shake his head helplessly.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji rushed towards the high-speed railway station hall like an arrow, with only one thought in his mind: he must find Jiang Shuo and the little monster before the high-speed train departs...
In the bustling station, people are rushing to get jobs, and the sounds of footsteps and suitcases rolling together create a noisy scene.
Mu Xiaoji was leaning on a cane, and every step he took was urgent and difficult, and his figure seemed a little staggering in the crowd.
His brows were furrowed, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead. With a mixture of anxiety and fatigue, he limped but ran desperately in the surging crowd.
Mu Xiaoji moved his feet with difficulty, asking everyone he met, his anxious voice standing out in the noise:
"Excuse me, but have you seen a little boy of about four or five years old pushing a young man who is soundly asleep?"
The people who were asked looked at him in surprise, then shook their heads or waved their hands, dragging their suitcases and hurriedly leaving in the direction they were going. No one could give him even a glimmer of useful clues.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji caught a glimpse of staff at the security checkpoint who were conducting security checks meticulously.
He quickened his pace as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and the sound of his cane hitting the ground became more and more rapid.
He ran to the staff, breathing heavily, his tone full of urgency: “Excuse me, comrade.
I want to ask, was there a little boy of about four or five years old pushing a young man who was unconscious and went in here?"
The staff member said with a serious expression, "Probably not. We cannot afford any negligence in our work. If the situation you described really happened,
Our security team will definitely take the person back to the reception room and contact his relatives to sign for the document."
After hearing this, Mu Xiaoji nodded slowly. He knew that the station had strict security checks, and since the staff said so, it meant that Jiang Shuo and the little monster were still in this huge station.
But this station is so big and there are so many people. How easy is it to find them in the vast crowd?
Mu Xiaoji took a deep breath, his eyes revealing determination. He gripped his cane tightly, turned around again, and plunged into the surging crowd, ready to continue searching.