"Yes, Grandpa, the jaundice must have started just today. Otherwise, my teachers would've noticed what was wrong with me already," Zhao Zhaowei told his grandfather, trying to imply that his condition wasn't serious.
"If it started today, it could be an acute disease!" Zhao Huaming yelled at his grandson, seeing that his grandson still didn't realize the severity of his condition.
"Old Zhao," Tao Zhijie interjected.
Upon hearing his voice, Zhao Huaming stopped yelling at his grandson and sighed, "Dr. Tao."
"This is an illness; we can't delay," Tao Zhijie said.
"Right, Dr. Tao, you did the right thing by calling me. Jaundice isn't something to joke about. If it's serious, it could be life-threatening," Zhao Huaming nodded in agreement.
"If you agree, we can arrange a hospital bed for him now."
"Agreed!"
"Grandpa!" Zhao Zhaowei suddenly lost his temper, "Can't we finish the exams first to see what's the matter before deciding on hospitalization? What's the rush to be admitted?"
