"Congratulations! You have successfully booked a cancer rehabilitation treatment for 9:00 AM on June 14th."
"Congratulations! Your application for a free treatment quota has been successful. Please arrive at the designated location on time to receive your treatment. The free qualification will be cancelled if you are overdue."
Two consecutive system prompts left Zhong Xin feeling caught off guard.
He actually managed to book successfully on his very first try-just how lucky was that? Although he was not a doctor, he knew that the number of cancer patients in all of Rongcheng must be massive, and even just the fraction of severe cases was extremely high.
Being able to stand out from so many people and secure his father as one of the first batch of patients to be treated was absolute, heaven-sent fortune, while also making Zhong Xin inwardly even more grateful to Phantom Immortal Technology.
Not only that, the crucial point was that his application for the free treatment quota had also succeeded. Could today be his lucky day?
Lucky or not, Zhong Xin could not say for sure, but at this moment, a strong wave of gratitude surged deep within his heart-gratitude toward Shen Bing, gratitude toward Phantom Immortal Technology, and even gratitude toward this society.
Zhong Xin immediately picked up his phone and dialed 120.
Given his father's current condition, he had no ability to send him to the hospital on his own. What was more, there was still a whole night ahead, and Zhong Xin was afraid of accidents occurring.
Soon, the patient was sent to Xiaxi Hospital and placed in the ward closest to the cancer rehabilitation treatment room. All that remained was to wait-waiting for 9:00 AM the next day to arrive.
The process of waiting was long, especially this kind of waiting.