In the hospital, Bi Quan eventually couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell fast asleep on the soft bed in the deluxe ward.
Bi Junxian, however, kept tossing and turning, constantly checking the time on his phone, feeling that every second was excruciatingly long.
"Old Lu, make a call and check what's going on." Bi Junxian urged impatiently.
"Yes, young master."
Old Lu agreed, also feeling puzzled. By this time, it should have been resolved; why was there still no news?
However, when he called, all he heard was the message: "Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off, Sorry..."
Old Lu frowned. How could the phones be off?
He tried another person, but the result was the same.
Bi Junxian said angrily, "What's going on?"
This…" Old Lu replied reluctantly, "I don't know why, but both Tiger and Lao Chang's phones are off."
"You better not tell me something happened to them." Bi Junxian said coldly.
