Inside the laboratory, many of the old folks were slumped over the tables, fast asleep, with snores echoing in the air.
"Divine Doctor Ye, we'll take our leave now." Some people left, in stark contrast to the old folks who couldn't even muster the effort to move, eager to find somewhere comfortable to rest.
"Divine Doctor Ye, you're our hero. Without you, I'm afraid our achievements wouldn't amount to much. Saving patients and eradicating the virus would be nothing but a pipe dream." Han Guoqing bit his tongue, trying his best to stay awake.
"Director Han, you're too kind. It's the result of everyone's hard work, not just mine alone." Ye Fan said lightly.
"Divine Doctor Ye, you're too humble." Han Guoqing suggested tentatively, "I plan to publicize your contributions so all patients know you're their savior. Also, I want to apply for a generous reward for you. I hope you'll kindly accept this as a token of our appreciation, and do not refuse it, Divine Doctor Ye."
