If it weren't for the fact that there wasn't a single wound on his body, she would really think he had been stabbed.
"Beep beep beep—"
The phone was dialing.
Guo Fengxia's hands were trembling all over.
"Is it connected? Let me speak!"
Zhao Donghai asked inquiringly.
He had seen quite a bit on the battlefield, but Brother Fang's current situation was even more severe than being struck by a bullet.
Time is life.
"Hello, this is the Fifth People's Hospital Outpatient Emergency Team in Dakuan District. We are already on our way."
The call connected.
A voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Doctor! The situation here is very serious. The patient is vomiting blood now. When will you arrive? How long will it take?! Please hurry!!"
Zhao Donghai knew this Fifth People's Hospital in Dakuan District.
It's about five or six minutes away from this place.
But this situation of vomiting blood must be handled by medical personnel immediately.
