As the season approached late autumn, at six in the morning, dawn was just beginning to break.
Wen Jin was woken up by the ringing of his cellphone, having gone to bed just after two in the morning, he was shocked awake by the piercing ringtone after less than four hours of sleep.
Grabbing his phone and seeing the caller ID, he immediately sat up, pressed the answer button, and said, "Hello."
"President Wen, just now, a patient has become brain dead..."
Wen Jin's handsome face turned pale as he quickly threw off the covers and got out of bed, "I'll be right there."
Dashing into the wardrobe, he grabbed some clothes to wear, and while putting them on, Wen Jin dialed Mo Xiuchen's number.
***
Meanwhile, at Kangning Hospital.
The quiet of the laboratory was shattered by a sharp ringtone.
