Helian Chengyan frowned faintly.
He took out his phone to call Chi Xingye. The first ring ended without anyone picking up.
Helian Chengyan's eyebrows knitted together, forming a clear furrow.
He dialed the number once more.
...
In the hospital.
Mo Bing had just returned from buying food and was entering the ward.
She heard the vibration of a phone coming from Chi Xingye's bag on the couch in the hallway. She took out the phone, prepared to hand it to Chi Xingye, and saw the caller ID: Chengyan.
She hesitated, but in the end, she put the phone back down.
However, the phone kept buzzing, ringing over and over again.
It was getting on her nerves.
About two minutes later, Mo Bing finally brought Chi Xingye's phone into the room.
At this moment, Chi Xingye was looking at Bai Siyao's thermometer.
The reading showed 43.6 degrees Celsius.
Though the fever was scarily high with no signs of Bai Siyao regaining consciousness, the fever had nevertheless subsided slightly.