Xiong Jian called Song Ci. The call went through but no one answered. Just when Xiong Jian was about to hang up, Song Ci picked up.
"Song Ci, we should be taking off and you're late. To be late during the trainee period—you can forget about this job." Xiong Jian was very stern and wasn't joking at all.
It was very noisy on the other side of the phone. Only after a while did a low man's voice ring. "Hello, is this a friend of this phone's owner?"
Xiong Jian frowned.
Realizing that something was off, Xiong Jian got up from the pilot's seat. As he walked towards the cockpit, he said, "Hi, I'm Song Ci's colleague. May I know where Miss Song is?"
The man said, "Your colleague was involved in an accident and is very seriously injured. We've already called the ambulance, but it isn't here yet."
"Where?"
"Wangjiang Road, near the junction of Tian Family Village."
"Got it."
