Upon learning that Charles Moore was feeling unwell, Malcom Moore hurriedly rushed home.
He parked the car in the yard and immediately pushed open the door, finding Charles Moore with a pale face, uncomfortably lying on the ground in the study, "Dad, how are you?"
Seeing Malcom, a faint smile tugged at Charles Moore's pale face, "I'm fine, just having trouble breathing."
"Come on, I'll take you to the hospital." As he spoke, Malcom squatted down in front of Charles Moore, "Come on, Dad, I'll carry you."
Charles Moore struggled to move and crawled onto Malcom's back.
Malcom quickly stood up, carrying Charles Moore downstairs, and after carefully placing him in the car, took Charles Moore directly to the hospital.
What he didn't know was that as he stood up carrying Charles Moore, his phone slipped out of his pants pocket.
