Si Mingjing pushed the door open and saw seven or eight neurologists staring at her with intense eyes. She paused and instinctively looked towards the hospital bed, as expected, it was empty.
Could it be that Grandpa Su had already woken up and was able to get out of bed, so all the neurologists were waiting for her by the bed?
"Miss Si, I am the director of the neurology department, Li Yanchuan."
Director Li, who was in his fifties, introduced himself, and then introduced the other doctors in the department. One of the deputy directors was the surgeon who saved Grandpa Su last night, named Zheng Fenghe.
Dr. Zheng's eyes were the most intense and puzzled among the doctors present. He had heard of Si Mingjing's medical skills and knew that traditional Chinese medicine was not as useless as he previously thought, but his deepest experience was from the patient saved last night, which was too surprising.
