Zhao Xuanglang had nothing to hide anymore, nodded his head, "Dad, tell me, does Zhong Niangyao really have some real skills?"
Mr. Zhao looked at the ashes in Zhao Xuanglang's hands, his face serious and earnest, "Your classmate is definitely not an ordinary person. Since she could see your situation and saved you this time, she might indeed be able to solve your problems."
"Darling, are you saying—" Mrs. Zhao was quite excited, reaching out her hand to tightly grasp Mr. Zhao's hand with a hint of nervousness, "The unfortunate situation Xiao Lang is in, can that classmate solve it?"
"We don't know that yet." Mr. Zhao shook his head and then looked at Zhao Xuanglang, "Xiao Lang, your injuries are not serious. After you leave the hospital tomorrow morning, just go straight to class! At that time, you should personally invite Lady Zhong to visit our home. Whether or not she has real skills, it's right for us to thank her for saving you this time."
Zhao Xuanglang nodded and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.
Because he remembered that previously, due to Li Jingming, he had mocked Zhong Niangyao several times. Now, Zhong Niangyao had saved him once, and even if he wanted to completely resolve his issues, he would need to seek out Zhong Niangyao. He felt unsure about how to face Zhong Niangyao now.
"Xiao Lang, what's the matter?" Mrs. Zhao noticed Zhao Xuanglang's strange expression, "How is your classmate doing? Or does she have any other requests?"
Zhao Xuanglang scratched his head, speaking with some embarrassment, "Actually, it's nothing much, just that before—"
When he got to this point, he felt he couldn't go on. However, he still ended up telling all about his past actions thoroughly.
"So the Zhong Niangyao you talked about is the youngest granddaughter of the Zhong Family, the daughter of Zhong Mingxin!" Mr. Zhao nodded, his tone filled with infinite emotion, "Zhong Mingxin was such a dazzling figure in the Imperial Capital when he was young. Many distinguished ladies considered him the best match. You know, when he suddenly brought back a daughter all those years ago, countless girls were heartbroken. Sadly, such a person went missing over a decade ago, and now his whereabouts remain unknown."
"Is Nianyao's father really that amazing?" Zhao Xuanglang felt surprised, "Why haven't people talked about him?"
"It's already been many years." Mr. Zhao sighed, "It's a pity to lose such a prominent figure."
Actually, everyone understood that after being missing for so many years, there was a high chance he was no longer alive. However, it was said that the Zhong Family was still sending people out to search for him, probably not having given up hope yet.
"Is now the time to discuss this?" Mrs. Zhao directly interrupted Mr. Zhao's lament, "The reality now is that your son has already offended him. That girl might be the only one who could save your son."
Instantly, Mr. Zhao's expression turned solemn as he looked at Zhao Xuanglang, "Tomorrow no matter what method you use, even if you have to kneel down and beg for her forgiveness, you must invite her to our home. Otherwise, don't bother coming back."
"Dad, isn't that a bit exaggerated!" Zhao Xuanglang felt somewhat speechless, "And, I—"
Before he could finish, Mrs. Zhao interrupted him, "Stop your buts and ifs, your dad is right. This is about your life, your dignity doesn't matter."
In just a few words, Zhao Xuanglang was at a loss for words.
After seeing that Zhao Xuanglang wasn't in any grave condition, Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao decided to head home.
With attendants taking care of him at the hospital, and bodyguards standing by the door, nothing could happen overnight.
Now they had even more urgent matters to attend to — they needed to get home and prepare.
Tomorrow, Zhao Xuanglang was supposed to invite her over, but convincing her to help might not be easy, especially since Zhao Xuanglang had offended her in the past.
Lying in the hospital bed, Zhao Xuanglang found it almost impossible to sleep all night.
Just thinking about what his parents had said, he couldn't sleep at all. Moreover, thinking about having to ask Zhong Niangyao for help tomorrow, his emotions were even more tumultuous.
Nevertheless, he didn't plan to run away. He understood in his heart that Zhong Niangyao might be the only person who could save his life now. No matter what, this was a visit he had to make.
Early in the morning, Zhao Xuanglang arrived at the hospital.
The bandage on his forehead was particularly noticeable. Walking along the road, many could not help but cast strange glances at him.
Acting as if he saw nothing, Zhao Xuanglang went directly to Zhong Niangyao's classroom.