The other two classmates knew that he was worried about another person.
Ring ring, Pan Shihua took out his phone from the pocket of his white coat and answered the call.
"Shihua, I need to tell you something."
It was Dad Pan's voice. In Pan Shihua's ears, besides his father's voice, there were cries mixed in. His mother's, his grandmother's, and many others'.
His eyes faintly reddened.
"Your grandpa passed away. The doctor said he passed just a moment before your call." Father Pan, after telling his son this sad news with difficulty, couldn't help but sob himself, "You know the exact time of his passing, since you are going to be a doctor, you should understand better than us."
Grandpa probably knew that he saved someone tonight and was already considering himself a doctor, so he could leave in peace.
