Ling Chengyan answered the phone, quickly put on her padded coat, hung up the receiver, put on her hat and padded pants, and headed out.
Wang Liansheng hadn't yet put on his padded clothes when he heard the door, and Ling Chengyan was already out. He could only shake his head with a wry smile and quickened his pace.
Ling the old man was also alert. Ling Chengyan reacted quickly, and he couldn't catch up. He threw on his clothes and got out of bed, just in time to stop Wang Liansheng, who was dressed and heading out.
"What happened?" The old man asked in one sentence, followed by a cough.
Wang Liansheng had already pushed the door open, but hurriedly turned back to help the old man back into the room, comforting him, "It's nothing, maybe something with Chengyan's team, a night assembly or something, they do it every now and then. We're used to it, don't worry, take a rest."
