Mo Qiansu, who was on the phone with Bei Yiyi in the living room, saw the situation on the other side, quickly ended the call, and rushed forward to support Old Bai, "Mom, Dad, what's happening?!"
Pei Yuelan's brows were tightly knitted, her face betraying her worry, "I'm not sure, he suddenly got a headache."
The mother and daughter helped Old Bai to the sofa in the hall, retrieved a cushion to support him, and let him lie down on the sofa.
But Old Bai couldn't lie still at this moment. His brain felt like it was drilled by a chainsaw, the pain made him clutch his head with both hands, curling up his body, convulsing all over.
Mo Qiansu and Pei Yuelan had to hold him down to prevent him from falling. Seeing him in such agony, their hearts clenched tight. Mo Qiansu turned her head and urgently instructed the servant to dial the internal line and call for the family doctor.
