Chapter 28: Jiang Gongzi

  Three policemen quickly took Zhao Heng into the hospital's tea room, Zhao Heng habitually looked around and saw that the room only had a few tables with a water dispenser next to them, and several nurses' lunchboxes were placed beside the water dispenser. Then he saw the three policemen pull over a table and simply arrange it in the tea room.

  The tea room quickly turned into a simple interrogation room.

  Half an hour later, Zhao Heng repeated the matter three times from beginning to end.

  "Wasn't it you who bumped into me?"

  The young policewoman with a pleasant face sat between two colleagues, gazing at Zhao Heng with a playful tone and asked again. She looked to be in her early twenties, tall and slender, with a delicate yet robust figure under the police uniform. Her fingers tapped on the table as she said, "Was it you who saved Old Ye?"

  "One last time."

  Zhao Heng said faintly: "Ye Lao had a sudden heart attack."

  The young policewoman's face flashed a cold smile, and she asked with profound meaning: "It wasn't you who bumped into him, would you take the initiative to help him? And even send him to the hospital? Are you a modern-day Lei Feng? I guess, maybe you bumped into Old Ye while running and your remaining conscience didn't let you run away, so you called an ambulance instead."

  "You still have some conscience, why don't you just admit it?"

  Perhaps it was Zhao Heng's calmness that made her unhappy, after all, every suspect they saw was very polite, even if they were innocent, they would be courteous, there was no one like Zhao Heng who didn't care, so she had a prejudice against Zhao Heng and found it hard to believe that he saved Ye Lao.

  "I'm very disappointed in you."

  Zhao Heng looked at the female police officer who was probing him, and spoke slowly: "I have already told you the truth about what happened back then. You also have enough witnesses to investigate, and can even ask Ye Lao a few questions when he wakes up. Why do you want to put the blame on me? Don't you know that this will discourage those who are enthusiastic?"

  The tea room was quiet for a moment, and then the female police officer in the middle looked unpleasant.

  "We just handle cases like this, we have our own way of doing things!"

  "Hehe, what's going on?"

  Zhao Heng couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, giving the three people present a chilling feeling, especially Zhao Heng's eyes, which were filled with a mocking gaze that made people dare not meet his eye. The beautiful policewoman swept her eyes over him and couldn't help but shudder all over, her body slightly arched back, and then she saw Zhao Heng stand up, twist his neck and open his mouth:

  "Is this what you call 'handling a case'? Framing enthusiastic people and slandering them?"

  Zhao Heng took a step forward, staring directly at the young female police officer. As two male police officers pressed their gun holsters as if facing a great enemy, he glanced at the pretty policewoman's name tag: "Is this how you use the power granted to you by the state? The words have been spoken clearly, I don't believe you can go to the park or investigate Ye Lao."

  "Don't waste my time and slander me!"

  Just then, a doctor walked over with big strides, knocked gently on the door and said: "Officer Zhao, Old Ye asked me to inform you that Zhao Heng is the kind-hearted person who saved his life. He has nothing to do with his sudden heart attack. He fell down by himself, not because someone pushed him."

  The pretty policewoman nodded awkwardly: "Got it."

  "Goodbye!"

  The beautiful policewoman saw Ye Lao speak up for Zhao Heng and reluctantly believed Zhao Heng's previous confession. Before she could give the order, Zhao Heng had already turned around and walked towards the door, throwing out a few words without looking back: "Zhao Siqing, I will report your rude behavior today, wait for the complaint."

  "Who???"

  Seeing Zhao Heng being so arrogant, the beautiful policewoman's face suddenly turned red with anger, and she stomped her foot on the ground. The two policemen beside her couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh. The policewoman turned around and glared at her two colleagues fiercely, scaring them into quickly stopping their laughter and lowering their heads to organize their notes.

  "Zhao Heng!"

  The beautiful policewoman slammed her pen on the record, looking extremely angry: "You'd better not commit a crime! Otherwise, I'll torture you to death!" As she said this, she also glanced at the information on the confession and saw that Zhao Heng was a freshman at Huahai University, and for a moment, a playful smile flashed across her face: This guy is from Huahai University.

  She decided to patrol around Hua Hai University more often in the future, grab Zhao Heng's small tail and vent her anger. Although thinking of this strategy made her anger dissipate a lot, she still had some annoyance in her heart, so she took out her phone and entered the chess platform, just seeing that Jo family young master online again, and sent out a sentence in a fit of pique:

  "Play two rounds?"

  "Win, give you a chance to meet."

  The other party quickly sent over a very lewd smile...

  When Zhao Siqing was playing chess on his phone, Zhao Heng was jogging out of the hospital. He had originally wanted to visit Principal Ye and say hello, but thinking that the old man needed rest due to his heart condition, he gave up the idea. There's always another day! As he quickly walked out the door, a young woman wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses came walking towards him.

  A young woman in her early twenties, with a delicate and charming oval face, although she was walking hastily at the moment, her black high heels tapping out a series of anxious symbols, but her entire body still exuded an extremely enchanting charm, absolutely a seductive and bewitching femme fatale.

  Zhao Heng slightly shifted his body to let her pass, the young woman was walking so fast that it was obvious she was a patient's family member. As he walked back towards the entrance, the hospital director had already led several doctors to greet the young woman, shouting: "Miss Ye, hello! Old Man Ye has finished checking and there is nothing wrong, you don't need to worry."

  "Cut to the chase!"

  The young woman coldly ordered: "Take me over there to take a look."

  When he heard the two words "Ye Lao", Zhao Heng subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and saw a young woman walking into the elevator surrounded by a group of doctors. The entire hospital was tense because of her arrival, and Zhao Heng guessed that she was Ye Lao's relative or friend, so he felt more at ease leaving. Happening to have money on him, he took out a few coins to take the bus.

  This morning was all messed up by the police, he wanted to go back to the library early to read books. Just as he was about to arrive at the bus station, a car horn sounded beside him. Zhao Heng was slightly startled and looked over to see a red sports car following him, and when the window rolled down, a pretty face appeared.

  Beaming with smiles:

  "Zhao Heng!"

  "Du Ziyuan?"

  Zhao Heng recognized the girl in front of him at a glance, and called out her name with a light smile. Du Ziyuan was delighted to see Zhao Heng recognize her, and her pretty face turned slightly red as she warmly waved her hand to invite Zhao Heng into the car: "Where are you going? Can you get in first? It seems like parking is not allowed here."

  Du Ziyuan looked around to see if there were any traffic police, Zhao Heng was not a hesitant person, he immediately opened the passenger door and got in. As soon as he fastened his seatbelt, Du Ziyuan stepped on the gas and drove away. As they followed the flow of cars moving forward, Zhao Heng also saw two sedans following behind them at a distance.

  There was no doubt that it was Du's family bodyguard.

  Du Ziyuan seemed completely unaware and asked curiously with a slight tilt of her pretty face:

  "Look at your outfit, it looks like you're going for a morning run, but how did you end up here?"

  It's too far from Hua Hai University, Zhao Heng didn't hide the reason, so he told Du Ziyuan about the rescue in the morning. After listening, Du Ziyuan didn't show any schadenfreude, but instead looked serious and said: "Is Old Ye okay? Don't be depressed, the police must have been concerned about Old Ye's identity, that's why they kept asking questions."

  Children who think for others.

  Zhao Heng leaned back in his chair, revealing a hint of appreciation. He then picked up his water bottle and took a sip: "I'm not depressed either. Being able to save Ye Lao is worth any trouble I may have endured. Even if today's events were repeated ten thousand times, I would still rescue Ye Lao. It's just that I'm not used to the police's attitude, they're too condescending."

  Zhao Heng sighed: "They will chill the hearts of other enthusiastic people."

  "Don't worry, it will get better!"

  Du Ziyuan comforted Zhao Heng in a soft voice, and stretched out his right hand to pat his knee, revealing an ambiguous smile: "The police have chilled your heart, so I'll warm it back up for you. Since your bravery has maintained the social atmosphere, I've decided to reward you. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Let me treat you to some congee."

  She was delighted with her own idea, and then excitedly added a few more sentences: "Then drive you back to school, is it enough to make up for it? You bravely helped the fainted Principal Ye, I'll do my part to let you gain spiritual comfort, so next time you encounter this kind of thing, you will be more motivated to do better."

  "Is this all right?"

  Zhao Heng was slightly surprised: "Let you treat me to breakfast, isn't that a bit too much?"

  Du Ziyuan stepped on the gas, then turned onto another road and laughed: "Nothing's wrong with that, it's settled. Since classes haven't officially started yet, don't use your heavy coursework as an excuse to refuse me. Besides, I owe you a meal from last time on the train, so today it's my turn to make it up to you."

  Zhao Heng saw that the girl had made up her mind and didn't say anything else. He was busy for a whole morning and his stomach was indeed hungry, so he let Du Ziyuan take him to have breakfast. About twenty minutes later, the red sports car stopped in front of a food street in a city village, and a restaurant with the sign "Jiang's Family" came into Zhao Heng's view.

  It was probably before noon and after breakfast time, so there were not many waiters in the restaurant. However, the messy cups and plates on the floor and the busy cleaning staff could indicate that the breakfast here had been very lively. When Zhao Heng pushed open the door, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, but the other person quickly disappeared.

  "We're here!"

  Du Ziyuan pushed open the car door and stepped out lightly, her proud figure exuding a youthful aura. She walked around the front of the car to Zhao Heng's side, pointing at the Jiang's restaurant and smiling: "The owner of this restaurant, Old Man Jiang, makes very delicious sweet potato congee and snacks, it can be said that they are heavenly flavors, my sister brought me here several times before."

  "I still remember it vividly until now, today I'll take you to try it."

  When Du Ziyuan mentioned his sister, Zhao Heng's action of closing the car door paused slightly. He thought of that talented woman named Du Yaqi, and if not for Du Ziyuan mentioning it now, he would have forgotten. Then he thought of Jiang Changlong, but quickly regained his composure: "Alright! I just wonder if there's breakfast at this hour."

  "It's nothing."

  Du Ziyuan smiled: "Old Man Jiang will satisfy this small wish of mine."

  When Du Ziyuan pulled Zhao Heng into the dining hall, politely calling out to Jiang Dage and wanting sweet potato congee, a waiter came over, then slightly revealed a bitter smile: "Two guests, I'm really sorry, yesterday Jiang Dage went back to his hometown to take care of some things, he'll be back in Huahai three days later, so there's no sweet potato congee today."

  Du Ziyuan was slightly disappointed: "Huh? No?"

  "It's okay, just eat something."

  "Two of them, if you don't mind..."

  Just then, a young man with an apron appeared inside, revealing a familiar yet somewhat annoying smile to Zhao Heng: "How about I cook you two a pot of sweet potato porridge? Although it can't compare to Old Man Jiang's thirty years of craftsmanship, this Young Master Jiang's skills are not bad either. Would the two guests like to give it a try?"

  "This is Mr. Jiang's son."

  Zhao Heng took one look and suddenly became flustered: "Damn it!"