Luohu looked at Wu Bei who was twitching wildly without blinking.

Just as he was thinking about whether "Dairu Mu Chicken" was a noun or an adjective, Wu Bei suddenly ran out of the private room.

At this moment, Wu Bei really felt that he was dreaming.

First, someone inexplicably recharged 2 million to the hospital account for my father, and then received a transfer of 1 million.

He felt that the good luck of his first half of his life seemed to be less intense than that of today's day.

But for some reason, his heart was panicked. The feeling was hard to describe, as if something big was about to happen, making him feel uneasy.

Seeing him go out, my brothers and others followed him one after another.

In the end, it was Wang Shun, who had a loyal personality, who settled the money for the meal.

After jogging to the bank, Wu Bei hurriedly shouted to the staff at the counter: "Help me check the money transferred to me by who just now!"

Long-term experience teaches him a truth that there will never be a pie in the sky. If fate gives you something, it will inevitably take away another thing, regardless of whether you agree or not.

The staff typing the keyboard a few times and Chao Wubei said: "For the sake of customer safety, I can only tell you the last few digits of the transferor's card number and the bank account opening, 6231..."

"How many?"

Wu Bei raised his voice instantly.

Wu Bei is very familiar with the bank account with the last digit 6231, because it is his father Wu Shihao's card.

Before, Wu Bei had already taken out all the balance inside, leaving only a scrap card to help the old man scrape and play when he was fine.

"It's indeed this account!"

The staff members' expressions were serious and their heads were slightly a little.

Wu Bei's head suddenly became big and he couldn't understand what was going on. He stood in front of the counter in a daze.

"Sir, sir, do you have anything else to help?"

With the call of the staff, Wu Bei finally recovered and waved his hand randomly. While turning around and going out, he dialed the old man's number.

"Sorry, the phone number you called is turned off."

The cold electronic synthesized sound came into his ears, and the bad feeling became more and more intense.

"Is there any brother Wu found out?"

"Who transferred the money to you!"

The three brothers immediately surrounded him with concern.

Wu Bei didn't care about responding, pushed it to several people, and ran to the hospital at a fast speed.

He didn't know what was going on, and all these questions were only answered by the father who was involved in the machine.

He pushed open the ward door with panting. When he saw the empty bed, Wu Bei's eyes widened instantly, then he pulled his neck and shouted: "Dad! Where have you been, Dad?"

He admitted that he was panicked, and had never had any fear to wrap him up, pulled open the door helplessly, and stood in the corridor and shouted.

"Nurse! Nurse! Where is the patient in bed 9!"

"Uncle Wu!"

"Uncle Wu!"

At the same time, the three of them arrived and followed Wu Bei to search.

Wu Bei pushed away the next ward like a headless fly. After seeing that there was no familiar figure, he ran to another ward in a daze.

"Brother Wu, don't do this. The ones living on this floor are full of cancer patients, which is not suitable!"

Wang Shun hugged Wu Bei in the waist and tried to dissuade him.

"Let go, my dad is gone, I have to find him!"

Wu Bei struggled violently and his voice became choked.

"Family, please calm down first and don't disturb other patients."

At this time, several doctors in white coats also hurried over.

Seeing the old man's attending doctor, Wu Bei grabbed a doctor's arm with hope and shook it for help: "Doctor Jiang, has my dad gone for a checkup?"

Dr. Jiang patiently comforted him: "Xiaobei, don't worry, I have asked someone to go to the surveillance. Uncle Wu shouldn't go far. I saw him during the rounds just now!"

Several people tried their best to persuade Wu Bei to return to the ward.

Sitting on the hospital bed filled with the smell of his father, Wu Bei clenched his fists without any hesitation.

Healing the old man has always been his goal, and the old man himself is also the driving force for his persistence, but when this driving force suddenly disappeared, he felt that his world began to collapse.

"Brother Wu, don't think about it. Maybe my uncle just went out to take a breath and came back in a while!"

"That's right, Xiaoyuer went to see the surveillance camera and she would definitely find her uncle!"

Wang Shun and Luohu were around, constantly cheering and encouraging.

Wu Bei said nothing and looked at his father's hospital gown at the bedside in a daze.

In fact, the moment he knew that it was his father who transferred the money to him, he knew very well that Wu Shihao was leaving, although he didn't know the reason.

When he saw his father folding neatly, he had basically confirmed his guess.

"Bang!"

"Brother Wu, Uncle left half an hour after you left the ward. He was alone! He was not held hostage by anyone, nor did he take any luggage! He would definitely not go far at his speed, why don't we go nearby to find it?!"

Qi Jinlong pushed open the door panting and made a sound.

"Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Wu Bei seemed to have not heard it, lowered his head and murmured in a low voice...
Chapter completed!