After Du Heng left, he was unaware of what had transpired at the Hospital. He just wanted to reach the place Wang Shuqiu had mentioned as quickly as possible.
After all, concerning the afternoon's events, it was as if he had released Wang Shuqiu's clam.
However, the more anxious one is, the more things tend to go awry.
When he left the Hospital, he was caught right in the evening rush hour, and Provincial First Hospital was located in the heart of the city center.
It was a slight exaggeration to say the traffic was at a complete standstill. The taxi he was in was still inching forward, but its speed wasn't much faster than a snail's.
When Du Heng first came out, he had considered hailing a taxi to get there faster.
But he never would have imagined that on such congested roads, the fastest vehicles weren't the taxis that usually zipped around like fighter jets. Instead, it was that other Big brother of the road—the Bus.
