"Hello, are you Mr. Mark, the attending doctor for Long Lingli?"
"Hello, I am. And you are?"
"Uh... I am... I am his aunt. How is his current condition?" Xia Yanxin asked worriedly.
Dr. Mark replied, "He hasn't suffered any burns, mainly inhaled smoke, and had some fall injuries. It seems he fell from a height. His condition wasn't very good when he was first admitted. After a week of treatment, he's recovering very quickly. Kids recover fast, which is a good thing. However, I'm concerned because all of his close family members were lost in the fire, casting a large shadow over his heart. He resisted treatment for a while. I suggest you family members spend more time with him. After all, he's just a child."
"Alright, which room is he in?"
"Room 309, he's currently receiving an infusion..."
Hearing this, Xia Yanxin sighed deeply, "Thank you, doctor. I'll go to his room to see him."
"You're welcome. It's my duty."
