Fang Pingying and Luo Honglan got up early and didn't delay on their way, arriving at the hospital by only eight o'clock.
At the entrance of the hospital, just as Fang Pingying was about to ask around, she spotted Luo Zhiyong coming out from one of the wards, looking rather pale.
Fang Pingying immediately approached and called out to him, "Zhiyong, how is Uncle doing?"
Hearing her voice, Luo Zhiyong lifted his head and hurried over, asking with a frown, "Why are you here so early?"
"Never mind that now," Fang Pingying urgently inquired, "How is Uncle's illness?"
Luo Zhiyong massaged his temple wearily, his tone somber, "Uncle's illness is pretty serious. The doctor tried everything to bring down his fever last night, but it's still not subsiding. Now he's even started to talk nonsense. The doctors here issued a critical condition notice, but they still suggest that we transfer him to the county hospital since this clinic's equipment and all are limited."
