"What happened to Teacher Bingqing? What's happened?"
Hearing the crying, Zhang Xiaomeng's heart tightened involuntarily.
"Doctor Zhang, my father was suddenly hospitalized. His condition is very serious. Are you at home right now?"
Liu Bingqing asked with a choked voice.
"I am."
"Good, I'll be there soon. Please, you must help, come with me to the city to see my father."
Zhang Xiaomeng agreed repeatedly, and then Liu Bingqing hung up the phone.
In less than five minutes, Liu Bingqing had arrived in a flurry, riding her electric bike.
Seeing her so anxious, Zhang Xiaomeng didn't waste time talking, grabbed his silver needles and some emergency medicines, and promptly beckoned Liu Bingqing into the car.
They sped along the road, Zhang Xiaomeng driving Liu Bingqing towards Tianyang City.
On the car, Liu Bingqing's emotions had slightly stabilized, and she told Zhang Xiaomeng that her father was only fifty years old and usually in very good health.
