Two seconds later, the video call came through again.
Chen Yang answered it directly.
"Yang Zi, look, my old friend is in a deep coma now, and I have no idea what caused it." As soon as the video connected, Mr. Li aimed the camera at the hospital bed.
Chen Yang immediately saw a man around fifty years old, wearing a breathing mask, lying on the bed and barely hanging on.
The heart rate monitor on the bedside table was erratic and extremely dangerous!
Although the video was clear enough, it wasn't face-to-face, so he couldn't know any other details.
Diagnosing like this was still very risky.
Chen Yang's eyes were fixed on the screen, just about to take a gamble and have Mr. Li check the body condition when he suddenly noticed the words "Provincial First Hospital" on the edge of the hospital bed.
Provincial First Hospital, isn't that a hospital in the provincial capital?
"Mr. Li, are you in the provincial capital?" Chen Yang immediately asked.
