Lin Zhengran answered his mom's call. Han Wenwen saw who was calling, too.
Lin Zhengran: "Hey, Mom? What's wrong?"
Lin Xiaoli's voice was frantic, and he could hear her sobbing. "Ranran, can you come to the hospital? Something happened to your father. I'll send you the address."
"What?" Lin Zhengran shot to his feet in surprise. "The hospital? Is it serious?!"
Han Wenwen stopped folding the dumplings.
Lin Xiaoli said through her sobs, "Don't worry, don't worry. I heard the doctor say it's probably not too serious. I think he just fell and hurt his leg."
"Then why are you crying so hard?"
"I was just so scared! The moment I heard the hospital call, I couldn't stop crying."
Lin Zhengran let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, I'm on my way."
Because of the urgency in his voice, Han Wenwen hadn't heard the whole conversation, only that something seemed to have happened to his father.
Her heart skipped a beat. "What's wrong, Zhengran?"
