Just as Wu Changkong and Long Bing were basking in the warmth of their long-awaited reunion, strolling through Eastsea City's bustling streets, an urgent Soul Tool ringtone with a distinctive frequency suddenly rang out, shattering that rare moment of peace.
The gentleness on Wu Changkong's face froze. He quickly pulled out his Soul Tool, and his pupils contracted sharply at the name flashing on its screen—Gu Yue.
"What is it?" Long Bing keenly sensed the change in her husband. Her smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.
Wu Changkong answered the call, and Gu Yue's anxious, slightly panicked voice immediately burst out, drowning out even the noise of the street. "Teacher! Come to Eastsea City First Hospital, quickly! Something happened to Wulin. He's in bad shape!"
"What?!" Wu Changkong and Long Bing exclaimed almost in unison.
"We'll be right there!" Wu Changkong did not hesitate. Before he even had time to end the call, he grabbed Long Bing's wrist and flashed forward. Frost instantly spread across the road around him as he became a streak of light hurtling toward the hospital. Long Bing followed close behind, their figures trailing afterimages through the streets as startled pedestrians cried out and scrambled aside.
A few minutes later, the two rushed into the hospital lobby, looking travel-worn. The chill radiating from Wu Changkong sent the surrounding temperature plummeting, drawing repeated glances from nurses and patients alike.
"Excuse me, where is the patient named Tang Wulin who was just brought in?" Wu Changkong caught hold of the nurse at the reception desk, his voice slightly dry with tension.
"Huh? Tang... Tang Wulin?" The nurse clearly did not recognize the name, but Wu Changkong's icy face and the cold radiating from him left a strong impression. She hurriedly checked the electronic records. "Oh! Do you