Chapter 177
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Yang Wensong was the name of Yang Xue's father, who had been missing for many years.
He was the brother of Yang Wenbai at Site14 site.
Before Yang Wenbai resigned, he had told Yang Xue and Zhang Jue about him.
Yang Wensong used to be a very powerful researcher many years ago.
One day, a staff member of a certain Foundation site came to him for help.
After that, he left and never returned. There was no news of him.
Not only that.
All information related to him had disappeared from this world.
He only existed in Yang Wenbai and Yang Xue's memories.
Zhang Jue had carefully analyzed the situation. There could be two reasons for this.
Either Yang Xue and Yang Wenbai were hallucinating, and Yang Wensong didn't exist in reality.
Or, Yang Wensong's existence was completely erased due to the influence of a certain project.
After Yang Wenbai retired, Yang Xue had thought about investigating this matter.
However, she knew that she wasn't strong enough. If she forcefully started an investigation, it might implicate others, so she didn't start it.
She didn't expect to see this familiar name here.
Yang Xue's hands trembled slightly.
Zhang Jue held her hand, and she felt a little better.
Seeing Yang Xue's reaction, Huang Xingwen asked, "Do you know this name?"
Yang Wensong and Yang Wenbai, these two names seemed to belong to the same family.
Old-fashioned documents and non-existent employees. It was easy to associate them with certain things.
Working at the Foundation was very sensitive to such things.
Huang Xingwen probably found Yang Xue for this reason.
Yang Xue didn't answer his question.
Zhang Jue patted Yang Xue's shoulder and said to Huang Xingwen, "Administrator Huang, take us to see that person."
Under the lead of Huang Xingwen, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue came to a ward in the hospital.
Yang Xue suddenly stopped outside the door.
Zhang Jue patted her on the shoulder, and she mustered up the courage to open the door.
In the room, a patient in a hospital gown was lying on the bed. His body was full of instruments and catheters.
Yang Xue's heart pounded, and she slowly looked at the patient's face.
It was different from what she remembered.
This person wasn't her father.
Yang Xue breathed a sigh of relief.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Zhang glanced at her.
Yang Xue shook her head gently.
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