Close to the neurosurgery department, Tao Zhijie walked straight from hepatobiliary surgery to the neurosurgery ward and knocked on the office door.

The one who opened the door for him was Huang Zhilei, who was surprised to see him. He thought of the others inside the room and was about to shut the door. Tao Zhijie pushed him aside before he could react and said, "I know someone came."

Where did this Buddha get his information from? Huang Zhilei was even more shocked.

Cao Yong sat behind the desk, seemingly unaware of the visitor in the room, his eyes constantly glued to the head of the person on the sofa opposite him.

Fully aware that the man staring at him was a neurosurgery expert, Zhao Wenzong broke out in a cold sweat, afraid the other might open his head. He hurriedly clarified, "I really didn’t know Hu Hao went to look for her. Hu Hao has her phone number and can contact her directly without going through me."

"I ask you again, can you guarantee you know nothing about this? Hu Hao hasn’t called or contacted you? When was the last time he contacted you?" Cao Yong’s voice was cold and stern.

Zhao Wenzong’s nostrils flared as he breathed, thinking: Does Student Xie know this man specifically brought him here for interrogation, all because of her?

"Are you going to speak? You should know every action you’ve taken has wronged her." Cao Yong said.

Zhao Wenzong raised his head to plead his innocence: "I never thought to harm her."

"If that’s the case, what are you hiding from her? You know better than anyone how many things you’re hiding from her. She considers you a trustworthy classmate and helps you; have you helped her?!" At this point, Cao Yong’s expression partially turned livid, and the notebook in his hand slammed onto the desk as he was about to fly into a rage.

Just thinking about how she’s been hurt by others all day makes his heart ache.

Rarely seeing Senior Cao so angry, Huang Zhilei’s heart skipped a beat: Little Sister Luo is indeed powerful; only her issues can infuriate Senior Cao to this extent.

For a moment, he almost wanted to run, but when he looked back, he saw Cat Song eavesdropping at the doorway, realizing the situation was unfavorable and refraining from entering, so he turned around angrily to catch the "cat."

Upon reaching the door, he suddenly remembered there was another person inside. When he turned back, he discovered the Buddha had shut the door in his face.

Song Xueling then raised his head to look at the senior: Truly a Little Fool.

Huang Zhilei wanted to knock but dared not, so he could only wait outside, his heart troubled with concern for Little Sister Luo, just like Senior Cao.

In the office, the pressure mounting over Zhao Wenzong was getting overwhelming, making him shake from head to toe, his calves trembling furiously. Mostly because the two pairs of eyes in front of him were staring as if they might dissect him.

People often say never to offend doctors. Now he’s experiencing firsthand what that truly means.

"I, I’ll speak." Swallowing, Zhao Wenzong hung his head and said, "Hu Hao contacted me last night and said he was happy to see his newborn son. I was very surprised. I thought he didn’t like the child. If Yingying hadn’t told him how horrible miscarriage is, he would have truly wanted Little Sister Luo to terminate the pregnancy."

"You mean he wants this child now?"

"Yes, that’s the sense I got."

"He contacted you and said this, and you didn’t inform her ahead of time?"

"What’s the use of me telling her?" Zhao Wenzong asked, perplexed.

"It was you who pulled her into this mess. Any information you get should promptly be conveyed to her so she has the mental preparation to handle it. I’m asking you again, did Hu Hao ever tell you anything that you were instructed not to convey to her?"