Tech overlords start with a baby

I was dreaming, but in the middle of the night, I was woken up by the ringing of the phone, and Mo Jingchun got angry instantly.

After opening his eyes, Mo Jingchun quickly woke up.

wrong!

Very wrong!
Except for emergency calls, Zero automatically blocks all sounds while he sleeps.

Thinking of this, Mo Jingchun's heartbeat has accelerated, and he hurriedly looked for the mobile phone that was thrown on the bed when he was sleeping last night.

At this moment, Mo Jingchun, who was thinking clearly, realized that something bad had happened.

Soon Mo Jingchun followed the voice and touched the phone. Seeing the caller ID on the phone, Mo Jingchun felt inexplicably uneasy.

Without hesitation, Mo Jingchun answered the call from Su Wenyan immediately.

That's right, it was Su Wenyan on the caller ID.

As the person on duty for the past two days, calling him at this time, apart from something bad happened, Mo Jingchun couldn't think of the second possibility.

Hopefully it's not too bad.

Just after the call was connected, Su Wenyan on the other end of the phone hadn't spoken yet, and Mo Jingchun's heart sank.

The piercing ambulance siren was a sound that everyone could no longer be familiar with.

And the sound has not become smaller, which shows that Su Wenyan himself is sitting in the ambulance.

No matter what happened, what happened, the only thing Mo Jingchun, who was thousands of miles away, could do was to keep calm.

The only way to solve problems is to stay calm.

"It's me, what happened?"

The next moment, Su Wenyan's urgent voice came from the phone.

"Boss, your grandfather fainted, and we are on our way to the hospital."

After hesitating for a while, Su Wenyan added again: "Boss, the situation is not very good."

When he heard Su Wenyan say that the person who had the accident was his grandfather, Mo Jingchun, who had calmed down, panicked.

"Boss, the various vital indicators of the old man are declining, and the cause has not been determined yet, and further examination is required in the hospital."

Taking a deep breath and clenching his fists, Mo Jingchun said, "Keep the phone open, I'll contact the hospital."

"it is good!"

At this time, Su Wenyan, who was sitting in the ambulance and accompanied the old man to the hospital, understood what the boss meant.

In the middle of the night, even in the county hospital, there were only people in the emergency room, and the doctors in those departments were resting.

In fact, when the ambulance came out of the hospital, many people in their sleep were woken up by phone calls one by one.

Especially after it was further confirmed that the patient was Mo Jingchun's grandfather, the hospital began to contact the experts who were resting at home.

This is just an ordinary person. I am afraid that no one except the doctor in the emergency room will care about what happens to the patient who is brought in in the middle of the night.

Even if you can't hold on to the doctor and leave, so what?

But the current patient is not good, that is the relatives of the founder of Candy Technology.

The county hospital can have its current scale and recruit a group of excellent doctors, all of which are inseparable from Candy Technology.

Including many precious medical equipment, hospitals are able to buy them through the relationship of candy technology.

Otherwise, even if you have money, you have to wait in line.

In the hotel, Mo Jingchun, who was wearing pajamas, immediately called the director of the county hospital. After learning that the director had arranged for emergency personnel, Mo Jingchun was very grateful.

Mo Jingchun wandered back and forth in the guest room, anxiously waiting for Su Wenyan to report the latest situation.

In a small county, there are very few traffic on the road at two or three in the morning.

Ambulances whizzed past unobstructed on the main road.

It usually takes 15 minutes to travel, but the ambulance took only 5 minutes.

At the emergency center of the county hospital, there are already more than a dozen people waiting here.

With a sudden stop of the ambulance, everyone worked together to transfer the patient to the cart.

The first aid officer, who wore glasses and had many white hair, opened the old man's eyelids and flashed a flashlight in his heart.

"The patient's pupils show signs of dilation, push an epinephrine!"

The rescue was going on in an orderly manner, and experts who were awakened by the phone were on their way.

Outside the rescue room, Zhou Xing sat on the ground a little decadently, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand.

Standing beside Zhou Xing at the door of the emergency room, Su Wenyan also seemed a little anxious.

At this time, Wang Qiaoling, who finally got a taxi, hurriedly reported in from outside.

"How is Dad?"

Zhou Xing, who was sitting on the ground, shook his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Su Wenyan shook his head and said, "Auntie, the old man is still rescuing."

More than an hour later, the door to the emergency room opened, and the three of Su Wenyan hurriedly surrounded him.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

"The man has been rescued now, but the situation is not optimistic. We have to wait for the test results to come out before we can further confirm that the old man's vital signs are decreasing."

"Don't worry, the hospital has notified experts from multiple departments such as surgery, neurology and neurosurgery, and we will discuss it later for a meeting."

In the hotel room, after listening to the report, Mo Jingchun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The condition is temporarily stable.

"I know, I will rush back from the capital as soon as possible, you have to work harder on your side."

"It'll be fine, boss."

"hope so."

Vaguely, Mo Jingchun already had a bad premonition in his heart.

How can a grandfather who is usually healthy and has no major problems in the physical examination say that he is ill when he falls ill?
When I saw my grandpa the day before yesterday, it was fine.

Hanging up the phone, Mo Jingchun rubbed his temples.

"Zero, are there any more flights and high-speed trains today?"

"Boss, there are no more. All air tickets and high-speed rail tickets have been sold out throughout the National Day holiday."

Although he was already mentally prepared, Mo Jingchun was still a little hard to accept.

For the first time, Mo Jingchun thought of Qin Yuzhu.

Generally speaking, high-speed rail will reserve one or two tickets.

Not caring whether this time would disturb Qin Yuzhu, Mo Jingchun called Qin Yuzhu directly.

After waiting anxiously for more than ten seconds, Qin Yuzhu finally answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Qin Yuzhu yawned and said helplessly, "I said, eldest brother, what time is it? I have to get up at five o'clock?"

"Something goes wrong. I need a high-speed rail ticket to go back tomorrow morning, even a standing ticket. Can you get me a few?"

"Huh? Something happened?" Qin Yuzhu, who was still in the bed, jumped up and sat up from the bed.

"Yes, in a hurry."

"Don't worry, I'll check and I'll call you back later."

"Thank you."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Yuzhu, who was resting in the dormitory, put on her coat and ran out.

Something went wrong, and she hadn't received the information yet, that shouldn't be the case.

On the way to the office, the phone rang again.