CHAPTER 143: CHAPTER 143: WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM?

It turns out that elderly phone doesn’t only have the functionality of sending texts.

Song Anjing blinked curiously, seeing Qin Xin’s serious expression as she answered the phone. Knowing it might be something important, she gestured and said softly, "I’ll be leaving then, let’s go to the exhibition together after school."

Qin Xin nodded and walked to a secluded spot along the school path to take the call.

Over the receiver, a warm and familiar female voice came through, "Hello, are you Qin Xiaoshuang’s friend?"

Qin Xin was slightly taken aback.

She recognized at once that the number belonged to Qin Xiaoshuang.

Last time, appearing as Lan Qingxin, she had saved Xiaoshuang, who was being bullied in front of the school hospital, and had given him her contact information, assuming that given his cold nature, he’d surely discard it, unwilling to accept help from a stranger.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoshuang had carefully saved her number.

She believed Xiaoshuang stored the number not because he planned to ask anything of her, but hoping to have the chance to repay the favor someday.

This child, though indifferent in character, still has a warm heart.

While sighing, Qin Xin felt a bit puzzled—

The number was Xiaoshuang’s, but the call wasn’t from Qin Xiaoshuang; it was from her third-year classmate, Hu Lingling.

Hu Lingling, seeing no response, apologetically explained, "Apart from his sister’s number, Xiaoshuang’s cell only has yours. I couldn’t reach his sister, so I had to contact you."

A bad feeling welled up in Qin Xin: "What happened?"

Hu Lingling was briefly startled by her cold voice on the other end, oddly familiar: "Are you a Qin Family member?"

Qin Xin paused: "No. What’s happened to him?"

Hu Lingling didn’t dwell on it, hurriedly clarifying the situation, "He’s been getting injections from me regularly to manage his condition. But today, his symptoms unexpectedly worsened, and the medication couldn’t contain it. I wanted to give him a double dose, but he’s out of medication..."

Qin Xin’s expression darkened slightly, her tone steady: "What’s his current state? Describe it to me in detail."

Hu Lingling didn’t expect the other party to know a bit about medicine and quickly detailed, "Severe convulsions... uncontrollable... despite being sensible, he’s slightly unconscious but still trying hard to restrain himself, and his nails are bleeding from the effort..."

Qin Xin closed her eyes briefly.

Xiaoshuang’s condition, inevitably, has worsened with age.

In the past, much effort was spent finding a suitable heart for Qin Wenrou due to her more severe heart condition, leaving Xiaoshuang to wait in the background.

Now Xiaoshuang mustn’t be made to wait any longer!

"The Qin Family has medication; call them and have them send the medication over immediately," Qin Xin asserted confidently.

Xiaoshuang’s illness isn’t as lethal as Qin Wenrou’s, but it’s very painful and requires ongoing medication.

And it has to be the best neurological nutritional medicine, CE75, to manage the illness.

This medicine’s manufacturer is unique globally, with rare ingredients, limited production, and exorbitant cost.

Hence, she was always prepared, ensuring she’d never need to seek medication at the last moment.

She recalled, before the incident, having spent heavily to secure the newly released batch of CE75 for Xiaoshuang.

In essence, she bought out all the world’s CE75.

How could the Qin Family not have medication?

However.

Hu Lingling sighed, "Before calling you, I checked with the Qin Family, it was Qin Wenrou, the second young lady, who answered. She said the Qin Family doesn’t have any medication."

Thinking of Qin Wenrou’s reply, Hu Lingling was infuriated.

Qin Wenrou’s original words were sheer hypocrisy—