Song Qi was rushing to get to the hospital, so she simply waved her hand when she heard what the butler said. "Just leave it there. I have to get to the hospital now."
The butler nodded and acknowledged her reverently.
After Song Qi was gone, the butler placed the packages into the cabinet and went back to his business.
Song Qi arrived at the hospital 30 minutes later.
Song Zhi had already received news from the hospital earlier. He had arrived around ten minutes ago, and was already inside the hospital ward.
The hospital president was standing beside the bed and speaking to him. "Old Master Song is out of critical condition. We will transfer him to a normal ward later."
"Does this mean my father will recover well?" asked Song Zhi anxiously.
The hospital president nodded. He pointed at the statistics on the hospital equipment and said, "In theory, we expect him to recover. Once the report is out, I will let you know, Mr. Song."
