"Xiao Wu, what on earth has happened?"
"Is it Tiantian who is, is sick again?"
Upon receiving his wife's call, He Yaohua set aside his duties and hurried to the military hospital.
"...Tiantian has had another nosebleed and has fallen into a coma!"
Watching her daughter being rushed into the emergency room, Wu Zhuoya finally let out a sigh of relief.
But her hand was still shaking slightly, and her mind was filled with images of her daughter covered in blood.
She stared blankly at the door of the emergency room for a long time before she said to her husband, "Also, there's something in the drawer of Tiantian's desk, you better go take a look!"
"Huh?" He Yaohua was stunned for a moment, what was this about the contents of his daughter's desk, and why did he need to check it.
Originally, when he heard the serious tone in his wife's voice over the phone, He Yaohua had thought something major had happened.
