Jiang Yao straightened his legs, opened the door, and got into the car. He put the phone to his ear. "Hello, Young Master Xu."
Xu Jishen had always been well-informed.
He asked concisely as soon as the call went through, "I heard that your sister is in the hospital? Which hospital is she in? How's her condition?"
Jiang Yao took out another cigarette from the drawer and lit it. He narrowed his eyes anxiously and said softly, "Beijing First Hospital's emergency ward."
His eyes narrowed, his gaze casual. "The situation… I don't know yet."
"You don't know?" Xu Jishen asked him in confusion, "That's not right. Your family didn't go to the hospital?"
