Yang Gang's face changed drastically, about to speak, but then his phone beeped once and shut down automatically, out of battery.
"Shit!"
He threw down his phone, and bolted down the stairs in a whirlwind.
Hangcheng Third People's Hospital, a maternity and child care hospital, also happened to be where Yang Ya worked.
At this moment, the entrance of the Third People's Hospital was cordoned off, surrounded by heavily armed special forces and agents from the National Security Bureau. But no one dared to attack the hospital rashly.
From the crowd, Yang Lin came forward with a serious look: "Feifei, who were you talking to?"
"Gang."
"Did you tell him what's happening here?"
"Mmhm." Yang Fei nodded.
"What did he say?"
Yang Fei was silent for a moment, and then said, "He turned off his phone."