What?!
Song Huaizhong's expression froze, and suddenly he felt a piercing pain in his heart.
"Uh..." He clutched his chest, looking extremely pained, his legs wobbling, he collapsed onto a chair.
"Old Song, are you okay?!"
Song Huaizhong endured the sharp pain in his chest, waved his hand, and said, "I'm alright... Let's go! Hurry to the hospital to see Anqi!"
After all, it's his daughter, how could Song Huaizhong not be worried?
The two hurriedly went straight to Kanghua Hospital without stopping.
Sitting in the car, Jiang Lan cried uncontrollably, completely unlike her usual overbearing and wealthy demeanor. She couldn't care less about her image now, her face pale, and her expression dazed.
When they arrived at the hospital, they hurriedly rushed to the emergency room. Song Anqi was still inside being rescued; neither the doctors nor nurses had come out yet.
