After Kurt and the professor were brought to safety by some rescuers, the person in charge of the project came over.
The professor, who was still in shock, immediately started to scold him loudly, “What are you doing? Is this the best you can do? The building will collapse after it is completed!”
This old teacher who had created countless brilliant architectural wonders for the construction industry in his life nearly blacked out with anger.
The person in charge turned ashen-faced in fear.
Nevertheless, he defended himself. “No, Professor. I’m proceeding in strict accordance with your standards. It’s impossible for this to happen. Professor, please let me check to see what’s wrong.”
With that, he set out to inspect the fault.
Kurt stood by and watched.
He was still bleeding from the wound he sustained, but at this moment, he was too preoccupied to pay attention to it.
His eyes were focused on the level higher up where they had just stepped on, and according to his observation, he was very sure that the fault had nothing to do with the construction unit.
It was more like a cement block that was deliberately put there in advance.
Was it placed there in advance?
He narrowed his eyes, and a wave of coldness crept over him.
“You’re the professor’s student, aren’t you? You’re injured. Hurry up, come along with us to get bandaged.”
The workers at the site suddenly realized that he was injured, and so they urged him to get bandaged.
However, Kurt did not seem to hear them.
He took out his smartphone and noticed that it was ten o’clock. There was also an unread message. His face, which usually appeared indifferent, suddenly turned pale.
“Kurt, are you alright? Come on. I’ll take you to the hospital.” The professor wanted to take him to the hospital for treatment.
Kurt shook his head.
“There’s no need for that, sir. It’s only a scratch, so I’m fine. I have an errand to run. I’ve got to go.”
“Oh?” The professor was rather alarmed.
At that, the young man left immediately with his canvas bag slung over his shoulder.
After a few minutes, a taxi drove by on the road outside the construction site. He hailed it, got in, and quickly disappeared into the city.
Meanwhile, at the Royal Academy, Vivian and Sonia had hit the road with Adalyn.
“Vivian, I didn’t expect to be attending this party. If I had known earlier, I would have worn something more appropriate.”
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