Ling Xize arrived at the hospital an hour later.
The distance was too great, there was a traffic jam, and he had run a few red lights, which delayed him a bit.
As soon as he reached the second floor Lang Lin had mentioned, Ling Xize saw Aunt Chen and Lang Lin.
In the dim corridor, the two of them were standing at the door of an emergency room, which was open, with nurses and doctors still inside, and the last nurse who came out looked at Lang Lin with pity in her eyes.
Lang Lin's face was taut, so tight it seemed devoid of any emotion, while Aunt Chen stood by, sighing and with tears glistening in her eyes.
With every step Ling Xize took, his heart sank a little more.
Finally, he reached Aunt Chen and Lang Lin.
Ling Xize deliberately avoided looking into the emergency room, furrowed his brow, and asked them, "What happened to her?!"
Lang Lin lifted his eyes.