Chapter 7: Mysteriously Missing

Riverside, a private rehabilitation hospital.

Zhou Guanghai is sitting in a wheelchair, watching a video from a tablet.

When he saw an emergency, he grabbed the armrest of his wheelchair with both hands.

When he saw Zhou Yu fight back, he burst into tears with excitement.

"Brother Ye, don't let Guanghai see it first, the doctor has told him, he must not be excited."

Ren Cuiping saw her husband's excited appearance, and she was indeed a little worried, now is the recovery period, and she still has to be cautious.

Ye Zhicheng hurriedly put away the tablet, comforted her and said:

"Brother and sister, Lao Zhou is so happy, I didn't expect Xiao Yu to really grow up, and he has his father's decision to kill when he was young!"

Zhou Guanghai is now cooking dumplings in a teapot, and he can't say anything, so he waved his hand at his wife, saying that it doesn't matter.

Then he nodded at Ye Zhicheng, indicating that he was very pleased.

The company is worried about internal and external troubles, the dark tide is surging, his body is really delayed, he can't even speak, seeing his son charging under huge pressure, he just can't help.

"Lao Zhou, your task now is to quickly recuperate your body, you should be relieved to see that the child is so capable, we have to give the child time to experience and grow."

Ren Cuiping, a mother, although she couldn't understand what was going on, but listening to the conversation between her husband and Ye Zhicheng, she could more or less understand that she had hope in the future, and the burden of the Zhou family's daughter would be on the shoulders of the little fool.

Because of his son's rebellious behavior before, her husband Zhou Guanghai was angry with herself, complaining that she didn't discipline her children well.

"A loving mother has many defeated children."

It was the most complaining thing she had heard before. said that she only knew how to accommodate her child, loved him to eat, loved him to drink, and secretly stuffed him with pocket money, so why couldn't she care more about her child's learning.

Especially in the days when her eldest son dropped out of junior high school, Ren Cuiping was like suffering on a hot pan, and now she is finally relieved.

Her parenting philosophy is completely different from that of her husband Zhou Guanghai, the tree is natural, and each child has its own growth trajectory, so isn't it okay to let them spend a good childhood freely?

"Jingle Bell ......"

Ren Cuiping's phone rang suddenly, pulling her thoughts back from her memories.

When I picked up my mobile phone, I couldn't help but get nervous, it was the head teacher of my youngest son Zhou Xiang's school who called.

"Is it Zhou Xiang's mother? I'm his homeroom teacher Song Yishan, Zhou Xiang didn't go to school today, is he sick? ”

Today is the school stage test, and the students in each class were disrupted in the class and seated and assigned to each classroom to take the test, the purpose is to let the students adapt to the atmosphere of the high school entrance examination, so as not to affect the performance of students with poor psychological quality.

After the Chinese test was completed and the students in each class returned to the classroom, Teacher Song found that there was no one in Zhou Xiang's seat.

He found that in the recent period, this child seemed to be preoccupied, always unable to lift his spirits in class, and sometimes wandered inexplicably, so he wondered if Zhou Xiang, a student, was sick.

"What? Didn't go to school? I don't know, I've been taking care of his father in the hospital all this time, and my grandmother is taking care of him at home. I'm going to call home and ask! ”

Ren Cuiping was anxious when he heard this, his youngest son has always been excellent in character and learning, and he was much more worry-free than his brother Zhou Yu when he was a child, how could he get sick during the exam.

"Mom, I'm Cuiping, Xiaoxiang's homeroom teacher, Mr. Song, called, saying that he didn't go to school this morning, is he sick? Does it matter? ”

She made a phone call home in a hurry, since Zhou Guanghai was hospitalized, she had never taken care of her youngest son, but he was a child after all, and she couldn't help but blame herself in her heart.

"Xiao Xiang is sick? No, when he went to school in the morning, was he okay? Is something happening? Oh, my good grandson......"

"Bang Dang ......"

Grandma was washing vegetables at home, and when she heard that her little grandson didn't go to school, she also got anxious, and a glass plate in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

"Mom, Mom! There's nothing going on over there, right? Don't scare me. ”

The old lady is over 70 years old and has high blood pressure, which is too scary.

"I'm fine, Cuiping, you hurry up and find my good grandson, is he lost, or has he been in a car accident halfway through......"

"Okay, okay, Mom, don't speculate first, Xiaoxiang may be playful, and he will skip school if he doesn't want to take the exam, he will be fine, I'll go to him, you can wait for my news at home!"

Hanging up the phone, Ren Cuiping was already so flustered that he couldn't do it.

It's really a wave of just flat, wave after wave, what's wrong with the Zhou family.

"Brother and sister, you go home to see the old lady first, and I will inform Xiaoyu to go find the child together! Lao Zhou's side was entrusted to the nurse to help take care of it. ”

Ye Zhicheng hurriedly came up with an idea on the side.

Caring is chaotic, Ren Cuiping at this time, his mind is no longer clear.

When Zhou Guanghai heard this, he was also shocked in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand at the door of the ward, saying that they should go out to find someone quickly.

Ye Zhicheng informed Zhou Yu to find someone, and at the same time asked the driver to drive Ren Cuiping back to the community where the Zhou family had just moved.

After a while, Zhou Yu and his second brother Ren Chaoran walked along the road to school, carefully looking for Zhou Xiang's traces.

Some people from Guangyu Company also took the photo of Zhou Xiang on their mobile phones, and asked the shops and pedestrians on the side of the road all the way to ask if they had seen this child.

"Mr. Zhou, it's really not good, let's call the police!"

Tian Dawei wiped the sweat from his head and proposed.

"If the person goes missing for no more than 24 hours, the public security organs will not file a case, and I have arranged for the company's people to look for him along the way, and we will look for him again to see if he is greedy to go to an Internet café, or a game hall or something."

Zhou Yu pretended to be calm and said.

Knowing that Xiaoxiang is usually very well-behaved, the probability of skipping school to play is very small, and he can't let go of any possibility.

"You're right, you can't call the police yet. A few hours have passed, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to search for it on the way to school. Let's take a look at the surveillance and maybe find clues. ”

Ren Chaoran said in his heart that I am a policeman, and thought of a good way to find it by technical means.

"Okay, big viagra, you inform our people, go to the stores along the way, the monitoring and search at the intersections, you can also expand the scope, don't let go of any clues!"

So the three of them split up and walked to check the surveillance, and the time passed minute by minute.

The surveillance showed that Zhou Xiang left the community on time in the morning, carrying a schoolbag on his shoulders and riding a small bicycle.

The surveillance showed that Zhou Xiang turned the corner and teased a puppy.

The surveillance showed that Zhou Xiang walked through an alley, and after entering from one end, he was not seen out at the other end.

Zhou Yu ran into the alley like crazy, his eyes bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

In the hidden part of the alley, behind a row of lush green bamboos, Zhou Xiang's bicycle was found!

"Zhou Xiang! Where are you? Zhou Xiang, come out quickly! ”

The alley was quiet, echoing with Zhou Yu's hoarse broken gong voice. He hadn't eaten a drop of water since the morning.