At 7:50 a.m., inside the Hospital
Zhou Zhongqing had just arrived at his office, washed his hands, disinfected, and changed clothes, when his assistant approached, ready to accompany him on his rounds, "We also have a consultation in the oncology department at 10:30, so there's nothing else, right?"
"Yes, the oncology patient has been confirmed to have multiple tumors. The situation isn't good; he's only in his forties and his family is struggling."
"Don't we have some special aid at our hospital? Have you not applied for him?"
"We've expedited the process, but for his condition, it's merely a drop in the bucket..."
The assistant hadn't finished speaking when Zhou Zhongqing's phone began to vibrate. He glanced at the caller ID: [Jiang Xiaowu].
What's this kid doing, calling me early in the morning?
"Hello, Xiaowu."
"Uncle Zhou, are you at the hospital?"
"On a weekday, definitely."
"I'm coming over with Wanwan shortly."
