Tang Hao answered the call.
Secretary Lin's low voice was heard over the phone. "Hey, Lil Tang!"
"Oh! Is something the matter, Secretary?" Tang Hao replied.
"Are you free now? I'd like you to come over and help me with a patient," Secretary Lin said.
"A patient?" Tang Hao furrowed his brows. "What disease is it?"
"Well…" Secretary Lin hesitated for a while. "It's a cerebral hemorrhage with multiple organ failures. He's almost at his end. Actually, the patient is very aged. He's eighty-nine years old. He's lived a good life, but his circumstances are a little special…
"I know that your medical skills are amazing, Lil Tang. Do you have a way of saving him?"
Tang Hao's brows were locked tight as he listened to Secretary Lin.
He was silent for a while, then said, "I can't say without an actual diagnosis. I'll go and take a look!"
"Alright," Secretary Lin said, "He's at First Public Hospital. I'll send a driver to fetch you!"
