Jin rushed into the hospital, his heart pounding in his chest, and sweat trickling down his face.
Worry etched deep lines on his forehead as he approached the reception counter, his fingers fumbling with his tie. "Please, where is the room of Mr. Lu Zhen?" he pleaded, his voice filled with urgency.
The nurse scanned him briefly, her eyes narrowing with curiosity. "Are you his family member?" she inquired, her voice laced with concern.
"Yes, yes," Jin replied hastily, his voice trembling. The nurse pointed towards a room by the side, and without wasting a moment, he hurried towards it.
As he entered, his eyes fell upon his father, lying on the bed, surrounded by a web of life-saving machines. Tubes and wires were connected to his body, and an oxygen mask covered his face.
Jin's mother sat beside his father, her hand tightly gripping his, tears streaming down her face.
