The call was from the Qingyun City Third People's Hospital, where Zhang Buyu was staying. The calls were usually demands for Zhang Jie to pay the mounting medical fees. After all, Zhang Buyu's daily treatment costs were a substantial sum.
But the news today was different.
After hearing just one sentence, Zhang Jie froze. His phone slipped from his grasp and clattered to the floor, and his face became deathly pale.
Even without hearing the call, Xia Liang knew what the doctor on the other end had said.
Just moments ago, Zhang Buyu's heart had stopped. His initial injuries had been incredibly severe; multiple internal organs were ruptured, and he had slipped into a deep coma.
If Zhang Jie hadn't used all his savings to keep his son alive with cutting-edge equipment, Zhang Buyu would have died long ago, not even surviving in a vegetative state.
