"Oh, you—" Teacher Lu wanted to say, how could it be just a fever when she said that. As the director of Guozhi Emergency Department, it was impossible for her adopted son to stay by her bedside all day.
"Mom, you rest well, I'll arrange everything for myself." Zhang Huayao reached out to carefully adjust the oxygen mask for his adopted mother, to make the patient more comfortable.
Knock, knock, someone was at the door.
It might be because they knew the patient had woken up, or perhaps because they knew the news couldn't be kept secret forever, Tan Kelin and Tao Zhijie came into the ward to see the patient.
Fu Xinheng walked in front as the patient's attending physician, not daring to be negligent. He took out his stethoscope from the pocket of his white coat to check the patient's heart and lungs again.
The patient wanted to sit up. Zhang Shuping went to the end of the bed to help raise the bed head for his grandmother.
