The next day,
Having just completed his shift early in the morning, Qin Feng did not go home.
The little girl from yesterday has already been admitted and is now in the emergency department.
Today's task is to complete the discussion of the surgical plan, to be decided by the child's parents.
"Director Sun, I've received your call early in the morning."
Qin Feng was sorting medical records in the conference room when a pleasant voice pushed the door open and entered his ears.
"Director Sun, sorry to bother you so early."
He quickly stood up and greeted them proactively.
It was none other than the Deputy Director of Pediatrics, Sun Wenhong, who was over fifty years old and amiable.
"It's okay, I heard from Dr. Zhu that it was a little girl with a hypothalamic hamartoma."
"Yes, otherwise, I wouldn't bother you to come over."
Qin Feng nodded.
