Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 796: No Such Person?!

The lively family reunion night came to an abrupt halt, and the atmosphere in the dining room suddenly turned cold.

"Why did Wanzhi suddenly come back with her child out of the blue?" Lin Manru spoke as she put on her coat.

The old man’s expression looked quite displeased as well. "It’s simply ridiculous. Why didn’t she let us know in advance? Now look what’s happened."

Jiang Mingchuan had already grabbed the car keys. "Dad, it’s New Year’s Eve. You all should stay home. I can go and check on them alone."

"You’re being reckless too," Jiang Zhao Yuan snorted angrily. "You drank tonight, and you still want to drive?"

It was then that Jiang Mingchuan realized.

But almost all the household staff had gone home for the holiday, including the driver. Only Uncle Jiang was left, and he couldn’t drive.

People’s Hospital was still some distance away, and it was hard to get a taxi on New Year’s Eve, especially with the snow falling outside.

At that moment, Jiang Li’s voice indistinctly resonated from the side.

"There’s one person here who hasn’t drunk. Wouldn’t it be perfect for him to drive?"

Jiang Yan: "....."

So they were waiting for him!

Left with no choice, Jiang Yan had to shoulder the responsibility of driving.

Jiang Zhao Yuan originally wanted to go too, but eventually, everyone persuaded him to stay home for the sake of his health.

Besides, hospitals were not ideal for too many visitors. In the end, it was decided that Lin Manru would go with Jiang Li.

The others stayed back home waiting for news.

However, looking at the table full of food, those who remained had lost their appetite.

After all, who could have anticipated such an incident?

The sedan drove slowly through the snowy night, and Jiang Mingchuan started making calls as soon as he got in the car.

After about fifteen minutes, he put down his phone.

"I contacted a friend at the hospital. The two kids are fine; it was Wanzhi who fainted. But there’s nothing serious now; she’s out of any life-threatening danger. I’ve just arranged for her to be moved to a private room."

"That’s a relief," Lin Manru sighed. "But really, it’s New Year’s Eve; Wanzhi should have at least told us she was coming back with the children, sigh."

Jiang Mingchuan stayed silent, staring into the heavy night outside with furrowed brows.

In the backseat, Jiang Li took the opportunity to cast a divination. Void, ChiKou, ChiKou — the hexagrams were very inauspicious.

It seemed there would be no peaceful sleep tonight.

They had received news that Third Aunt Meng WanZhi had set out early in the morning with her children to come back for New Year’s Eve, but they encountered heavy snow halfway, and driving on the mountain road was already challenging. Then, they crashed head-on into a truck.

The truck flipped immediately, scattering its load all over the road, and their sedan also collided into the mountain wall.

Meng WanZhi had fainted on the spot and was taken to a nearby hospital, and only later that night was she transferred to People’s Hospital in the city center.

Fortunately, the damage was mainly at the front of the sedan. The driver and Meng WanZhi in the front seats were slightly injured, but the two little ones in the back were seated in child safety seats and were merely shook up without any serious injuries.

That was, at least, some good news.

Thankfully, Jiang Yan’s driving skills were steady enough to get them to the hospital in less than half an hour.

The moment they emerged from the underground parking lot, Jiang Yan gasped in the cold air.

The temperature in the Capital was close to negative ten degrees tonight. He had rushed out from home wearing only a down jacket, and now was shivering severely.

"A perfectly good New Year’s Eve, and you had to drag me to the hospital," he complained. "If I end up falling ill, what will happen to the film crew? I need to return to work on the fifth day of the New Year."

Lin Manru glared at him, "Speak less, and you’re not going back tonight. Stay with me in the hospital!"

Jiang Yan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Several people hurried toward the inpatient department.

But at the nurse’s station, there was a mix-up.

After searching for a long time, the nurse, looking perplexed, turned to Jiang Mingchuan. "Are you sure the inpatient’s name is Meng Wanzhi?"

"Absolutely," Jiang Mingchuan was getting anxious, "Did you find her? She was hospitalized because of a car accident."

"We’ve had quite a few car accident admissions today, but there’s no lady named Meng Wanzhi among them."

"How can that be? Let me see the computer."

"Sorry, sir, that’s the patient’s privacy. You don’t have the right to see it."

Jiang Mingchuan was so anxious he almost started arguing with the nurse.

It was clearly People’s Hospital on the phone, so how come there was no trace of her here?

Hearing the commotion, Lin Manru also rushed over, but ended up with the same outcome as Jiang Mingchuan.

With Meng Wanzhi’s phone also turned off, they surely couldn’t go knocking on every room in the inpatient department, could they? They’d probably not finish even by tomorrow morning.

Jiang Yan, yawning, seated on a stool, lowered his voice and complained, "If you ask me, it’s all because the old man insisted on listening to that fortune teller who suggested that Uncle marry Meng Wanzhi. Have they ever stopped arguing since they got married? That lousy charlatan never speaks the truth. He even tried to set me up with that Qiao lady before, fortunately, you, my sister, saw through it."

Jiang Li gave him a slight glare, "You can say that in front of me, but if Uncle or Grandpa heard, you’d be in trouble. You stay here; I’ll go see what’s really going on."

With that, she got up and approached.

"Nurse, may I ask if there’s a patient with the last name Meng in the single suite rooms?"

After checking, the nurse shockingly shook her head again, "There’s no patient with the last name Meng in the suites."

Jiang Mingchuan’s expression turned completely grim.

"How could this happen?"

Where on earth did the child and Meng Wanzhi go?

Jiang Li quickly tried to comfort him, "Uncle, don’t panic. She’s definitely in the hospital; there must be some mix-up in the information. Just verify it again."

Then Jiang Li asked, "Do you have any female patient with the last name Meng admitted today, about 30 years old, hospitalized due to a car accident? Please help us check."

Fortunately, the nurse was quite patient and quickly found something.

"There’s no Meng Wanzhi, but there is a Meng Xuezhi. Could you possibly know this person? Could there be a mistake in the name?"

"Meng Xuezhi?" Lin Manru and Jiang Mingchuan exclaimed in shock, both of their expressions turning foul.

Jiang Li was puzzled, "Who is Meng Xuezhi?"

She knew even less about her uncle and Third Aunt.

What she remembered most was their wedding day wasn’t going so smoothly, and being rebellious, she disliked the noisy wedding scene and escaped to an internet café to play games after eating a few pastries.

The next time she saw Meng Wanzhi was when the twins were a month old.

Afterward, she went home even less, and Meng Wanzhi always stayed in the countryside with the children.

She, who generally didn’t care about family, had completely forgotten about this Third Aunt up in the clouds. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Jiang Mingchuan, stern-faced, got the room number and ran to find the person.

Lin Manru didn’t follow him, but with a complex expression, started to explain to Jiang Li.

"Meng Xuezhi is your Third Aunt’s elder sister, and she’s not an easy woman to deal with."