Xia Zhining asked doubtfully, "Isn't the landlord's grandmother ill and can't see clearly?"
"Why don't you send a voice message instead of converting it to text?"
Shuang's fingers slid across the screen quickly, her voice tense: "She spoke the dialect of Yuncheng, she was afraid I wouldn't understand..."
"Her phone has dialect recognition, and she usually sends me messages this way."
Shuang paused, her breathing suddenly stagnated, "There was once a time when she suddenly felt unwell and came to me for emergency help..."
"I've told her repeatedly that if she has any problems, she must come to me!"
Shuang stood up suddenly, her tone becoming more and more urgent: "No, I have to find medicine quickly, what if it really is a heart attack..."
Xia Zhining quickly held her arm and said, "Don't worry, call and listen to the voice first!"
"What if some bad guy stole the landlord's grandmother's phone and sent you a message, tricking you into coming over?"
Shuang took a deep breath and dialed the phone.
After a few waiting tones, a rapid and chaotic dialect came from the other side. The voice was hoarse, mixed with heavy and labored breathing, just like the state when the patient was ill.
Shuang's face instantly turned pale. She looked up at the two of them, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Now... do you believe it? She really is ill."
Xia Zhining had just quickly recorded the dialect message and, with trembling fingers, sent it to her brother Ji Shuyun, along with a voice message: "Brother, this is the dialect the person asking for help just sent. We don't understand it. Please ask a colleague from Yuncheng to help listen to it!"
Ji Shuyun asked Xia Zhining to report to him every time she went out.
That evening, before leaving, Xia Zhining had already sent Ji Shuyun the address she was going to and briefly explained the situation.
Now when encountering emergencies, it saves a lot of time!
Ji Shuyun received the message and replied almost immediately: "I'll be right over."
"The recording has been passed on to colleagues. If there are any abnormalities, reinforcements will be sent immediately."
"I have contacted an ambulance from the hospital closest to you."
Xia Zhining scanned the three lines of words on the screen. Her brother had already thought of all the possibilities.
She took a deep breath, and her tense heart finally relaxed a little.
At this time, Shuang had already put on her shoes and was ready to open the door.
Xia Zhining stopped her from opening the door and looked up and asked anxiously, "Which room does grandma live in?"
Shuang's face turned pale and she pointed out the window: "Room 203, second floor, next door."
"It's right there, through the corridor. She's got lots of flowers planted at the entrance, so it's easy to spot."
"Let's go together," Xia Zhining held her, "the three of us can look after each other, it'll be safer."
She didn't forget her "secret weapon".
Xia Zhining turned around and whispered to the fat bat who was stealing some of the snacks left by Shuang by the window, "Little Fatty, help us check if there's anyone outside the door."
The fat bat flapped its wings twice and muttered incoherently: "Safe... Safe... There's no one else!"
The three of them quickly pushed the door open and walked out.
Under Xia Zhining's instructions, they all tried their best to lighten their steps.
Xia Zhining hurried after him and took out her phone to call out, "Boss Ya, emergency!"
"Please go to the next door building 203 and check immediately. Any windows or vents will do. Tell me if you find anything unusual!"
A short crow's cry came from the other end of the line: [Right now!]
The three of them hid by a narrow alley window next to the corridor, squatted down in the shadow, and breathed very softly.
Shuang's eyes were red, and she suddenly wanted to stand up and rush forward, but was pulled back by Xia Zhining.
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