The phone rang, and Shang Feng picked up the call.
He frowned and glanced at his watch. It was already two o'clock in the morning.
If he hadn't been at his desk looking over these documents, he would have been asleep by now. Who would be so inconsiderate as to call him at such a late hour?
"Hello!"
"Boss, the young master has had an accident and is now in emergency care at the hospital. Please hurry, the situation is very serious. The doctor says his life is in danger." One of the two bodyguards who accompanied Shang Kaijie was on the other end."
"All right, we're on our way! Tell the doctor, no matter the cost, he must save him." Shang Feng hung up the phone.
He grabbed his coat and headed straight for his wife's room.
Wu Jingxian was already asleep; her routine was very regular, early to bed and early to rise, a discipline nurtured from her days dancing in a cultural troupe.
Shang Feng gently shook his wife, "Old Wu, wake up; we need to go to the hospital!"
