There were too many files, all in paper form.
Each folder had the corresponding person's name written on the spine.
Jiang Che looked at each person's thick stack of folders; some even had several folders lined up together.
Was there really this much information about them?
Jiang Che casually pulled a folder from the top of the files. This patient was familiar; he had passed away due to weakness at the same age as Jiang, yet had left so early.
"His name was Ren Fengxiang." Jiang Che saw Xiong Jie sitting in front of the computer, starting it up.
He knew this equipment; many medical staff had used it before — he just unfortunately didn't know how to use it.
He thought he must learn how to use it one day, among other things, as he opened the file in his hand.
It was a very thick folder, encased in white plastic, filled with A4 printed documents, some of them stapled to the corresponding reports.
A paper slip with bold text was inserted in the plastic book clip on the side.
