By evening, the sky had turned gray and overcast.
Dong Xuebin drove Xie Jing and Xie Hao toward the Municipal Party Committee Family Compound in the Capital City. One kilometer, two kilometers, three kilometers... The farther they drove, the worse Xie Jing looked. Her father, Xie Guoliang, should have arrived by now, and Han Jing had probably learned that the Bodhisattva Statue had been stolen. Xie Jing did not dare imagine what expression her aunt would have after hearing the news. Her breathing grew more and more ragged, her emotions surged, and regret flooded her heart.
Ring, ring, ring. Xie Jing's phone rang.
She picked it up, took one look, and hurriedly answered, "Dad, my aunt... What? How could that be!?"
Xie Hao heard something was wrong and turned pale. "What happened, Second Sister?"
"Where are you now?" Xie Jing ignored her brother and anxiously asked several questions into the phone. Only after hanging up did she shout, "Brother Dong! Turn around, quickly! Go to 305 Military Region Hospital! Hurry! My aunt... my aunt's High Blood Pressure flared up! The ambulance just took her away!"
Dong Xuebin's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly spun the steering wheel, no longer caring about traffic rules.
Forty minutes later.
305 Military Region Hospital.
By the time they arrived, Han Jing's condition had already been stabilized. She was receiving an IV drip in a Single Hospital Room. Xie Guobang from the Capital City Municipal Party Committee, Vice Minister of Finance Xie Guoliang, Xie Ran, and Xie Hao's mother, Ci Lifen, had all come. As soon as Dong Xuebin and the others arrived, they hurriedly asked about Han Jing's condition. When they heard that her life was not in danger, Dong Xuebin, Xie Jing, and Xie Hao all breathed sighs of relief. Xie Jing leaned against