Chen Donghai couldn't avoid Chen Cheng's gaze and answered, "Type A aortic dissection, sudden onset."
Chen Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up abruptly, "Where is he now?"
"The surgery went smoothly, but he hasn't come out of the ICU yet."
Right now, Chen Cheng couldn't concentrate on anything else; he suddenly remembered Wen Shulin's anxious departure earlier that afternoon and thought to himself, "Could she have known before me?"
But on second thought, that seemed impossible.
If Jin Baogen said it wasn't to be spread, then certainly no one would dare speak of it.
Besides, if it was really due to Jin Baogen, there would be no need for Wen Shulin to hide it from him.
"Mr. Chen..."
Seeing that Chen Cheng didn't respond, Chen Donghai called out again, "Mr. Chen?"
"Hm?"
"Mr. Jin said, don't tell Sister E." Chen Donghai emphasized, "Wanbao Hall is full of chatterboxes; we have to keep this confidential."
Chen Cheng took a deep breath, "Alright."
