With the steps that weren't too fast, but not too slow either, Nangong Iren entered the kitchen carrying two dirty plates in his hands. Arriving at the dishwasher, he saw two dirty dishes. Iren smiled. He intended to spend the next few minutes of his life washing those four dirty dishes.
He could hear Yihshyong's voice clearly when his friend was talking to Chioujen. Like the night before, tonight would be a long night filled with adventure. He shook his head excitedly.
Iren remembered their promise, that each of them would take the time to write a memoir. At first, he thought his memoir would be very boring. They have indeed experienced many unique events in this city. But Iren felt the events were not so unique that it would be interesting for people to read their memoirs. The series of events of the last few days had completely changed everything. He could already imagine that the memoirs he was about to write would be full of unexpected things, which would very likely thrill the hearts of those who read them.
Speaking of unexpected things, today, while tailing someone, Iren also experienced such things. What he had heard and witnessed were not things that could be taken lightly. He already wanted to tell all of those things to Yihshyong. But he must find the right place and time. Previously, Yihshyong had clearly forbidden him from telling all the things they had witnessed, related to Duanmuh Shannchyuan, to other friends.
After washing the dishes, Iren returned to the dining room. The number of people sitting at the dining table had increased. This time, Jenqyih and Tsaehorng were also sitting there.
"It's almost half-past six in the afternoon." Iren looked at Tsaehorng and Chioujen. "Shouldn't you guys be getting ready already?"
Tsaehorng opened his mouth right away. "Yuehming isn't far from here, Uncle. Even if the traffic was heavy, it still wouldn't take us long to get there."
"You're right," Yihshyong said. "While waiting for the time, you better tell us about Juger's situation. Since arriving this afternoon, you haven't explained that to us at all."
Tsaehorng's face turned very serious. He nodded with a strong motion. "That's right, Uncle! I do have something to explain. This is very important."
"So, how's your driver doing now?" Iren stepped towards the chair that was right next to Tsaehorng's seat. "I hope everything is much better than yesterday."
"The doctors were having a hard time explaining to me about Juger's condition." Tsaehorng's face looked slightly tense. "His health is very unstable. His condition has fluctuated drastically. This morning, when we got there, he was getting better. But thirty minutes later, he was getting worse. They said it had happened many times."
"Have the doctors never encountered such cases?"
"Judging from the symptoms, this is similar to the case of the pandemic that occurred five years ago. But it's not exactly the same. There are several things that are different. For example, his fluctuating conditions."
With the steps that weren't too fast, but not too slow either, Nangong Iren entered the kitchen carrying two dirty plates in his hands. Arriving at the dishwasher, he saw two dirty dishes. Iren smiled. He intended to spend the next few minutes of his life washing those four dirty dishes.
He could hear Yihshyong's voice clearly when his friend was talking to Chioujen. Like the night before, tonight would be a long night filled with adventure. He shook his head excitedly.
Iren remembered their promise, that each of them would take the time to write a memoir. At first, he thought his memoir would be very boring. They have indeed experienced many unique events in this city. But Iren felt the events were not so unique that it would be interesting for people to read their memoirs. The series of events of the last few days had completely changed everything. He could already imagine that the memoirs he was about to write would be full of unexpected things, which would very likely thrill the hearts of those who read them.
Speaking of unexpected things, today, while tailing someone, Iren also experienced such things. What he had heard and witnessed were not things that could be taken lightly. He already wanted to tell all of those things to Yihshyong. But he must find the right place and time. Previously, Yihshyong had clearly forbidden him from telling all the things they had witnessed, related to Duanmuh Shannchyuan, to other friends.
After washing the dishes, Iren returned to the dining room. The number of people sitting at the dining table had increased. This time, Jenqyih and Tsaehorng were also sitting there.
"It's almost half-past six in the afternoon." Iren looked at Tsaehorng and Chioujen. "Shouldn't you guys be getting ready already?"
Tsaehorng opened his mouth right away. "Yuehming isn't far from here, Uncle. Even if the traffic was heavy, it still wouldn't take us long to get there."
"You're right," Yihshyong said. "While waiting for the time, you better tell us about Juger's situation. Since arriving this afternoon, you haven't explained that to us at all."
Tsaehorng's face turned very serious. He nodded with a strong motion. "That's right, Uncle! I do have something to explain. This is very important."
"So, how's your driver doing now?" Iren stepped towards the chair that was right next to Tsaehorng's seat. "I hope everything is much better than yesterday."
"The doctors were having a hard time explaining to me about Juger's condition." Tsaehorng's face looked slightly tense. "His health is very unstable. His condition has fluctuated drastically. This morning, when we got there, he was getting better. But thirty minutes later, he was getting worse. They said it had happened many times."
"Have the doctors never encountered such cases?"
"Judging from the symptoms, this is similar to the case of the pandemic that occurred five years ago. But it's not exactly the same. There are several things that are different. For example, his fluctuating conditions."
