Mr. Zhao was terrified.
Cradling the unconscious Zhou Ning, he quickly dialed Xu Dayuan's cell phone.
"Leader, don't hang up, I have an emergency, Zhou Ning has fainted. It's not a sickness, no, he isn't sick, oh what am I saying, where do I take him now, someone direct me, I'll explain in detail when I get there."
After finishing, Mr. Zhao threw the phone into his pocket, turned on the speakerphone, and carried Zhou Ning as he ran toward the car.
Zhou Ning might look skinny, but he was tall, and Mr. Zhao struggled to carry him. Stumbling into the car, he grabbed the police light cap and secured it on top, then floored the accelerator.
"Leader, I'm on Guobin Avenue now, heading east from the west. Have you got it, which hospital am I going to?"