But he’s lived for half a lifeti, and he’s already an old fox among foxes, how could he not know that the hospital’s operating room surveillance was broken by Raymond Wilmar and others.
Since the other party knows to find soone to break the surveillance, surely they wouldn’t be foolish enough to let it be easily fixed.
Nathalie Quinlan said she can restore the surveillance... What if she can’t fix it...
He wasn’t reassured, hesitated for a mont, found his phone, pulled out a phone number, and dialed it.
The phone was answered in a second.
"Hello, Mr. Zachmann." The other party’s attitude was extrely polite.
Mr. Zachmann heard this voice, and most of his anxious heart settled down, he said softly: "Mr. Yancey, are you available? We’re at the provincial hospital, Nathalie encountered so trouble, if it’s convenient for you, could you co over?"
Among the families in Beijing, only the Yancey Family and Tanzil Family are on the sa level as the Wilmar Family. He is not familiar with people from the Tanzil Family.
But he knows Amadeus Yancey well.
Nathalie lives in the Rhine apartnt, which is equivalent to living with Amadeus Yancey. If Amadeus Yancey can co, at least he can protect Nathalie under Raymond Wilmar’s hands.
Thinking of this, Mr. Zachmann disregarded face: "If Mr. Yancey isn’t particularly busy right now, please make sure to co over."
"Where are you at the provincial hospital?"
Mr. Zachmann looked ahead as a group of people were heading towards the hospital surveillance room, and reported a detailed address.
He urged again: "If possible, please Mr. Yancey, co quickly, things are quite urgent here."
*
On the other side.
Amadeus Yancey hung up the phone and placed the phone beside him.
Alfred Garland was waiting at the traffic light, saw through the car’s rearview mirror that he received a call, and asked curiously: "Mr. Amadeus, I just heard you on the phone calling Mr. Zachmann. Was it Ms. Quinlan’s grandfather? What did he want from you?"
He was purely curious and asked.
It’s rare for Mr. Zachmann to call Mr. Amadeus, this is the first ti, he was curious about what Mr. Zachmann wanted.
"Is it about Ms. Quinlan?"
The traffic light turned from red to yellow, and after a few seconds, it would turn green. Alfred Garland kept an eye on the traffic lights while glancing back: "Tomorrow Tsinghua University seems to be starting school..."
He mistakenly thought Mr. Zachmann was concerned about Nathalie starting school.
Amadeus Yancey was still wearing the white shirt he wore when he went out in the morning, with the sleeves rolled up, revealing a powerful arm.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn’t imdiately pay attention to Alfred Garland’s chattering questions, his face strikingly distinct, features lean and remarkable. His eyes were exceptionally dark, deep as if without a bottom.
Gives a strong sense of distance and an unfathomable intimidating presence.
Probably because he drank a bit of wine at noon, he had his collar unbuttoned, revealing a slice of white collarbone, leaning slightly on the seat, looking lazy and noble.
"Don’t know what to prepare for school start."
Alfred Garland turned his head, sighed: "Tsk, graduated for too long, I hardly rember what it was like going to school before. Ms. Quinlan is supposed to report to school at nine tomorrow morning, right? First register, then go to the departnt to pick up books and such?"
It wasn’t until Alfred Garland ntioned Nathalie for the third ti that Amadeus Yancey seed to react, turned his head, pressed the silver wristband on his wrist, and said hoarsely: "Turn around, go to the provincial hospital."
"Huh?" Alfred Garland was slow to react.
Just in ti, the traffic light turned green, the car in front of them drove off, and the car behind honked wildly urging them not to block the road.
Alfred Garland had to step on the accelerator to drive forward, then asked with a bewildered face: "Mr. Amadeus, aren’t we supposed to pick up Mr. Vinson?"
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