At 1:25 in the morning, Yan Feifan walked out of the surgical area's isolation doors, and a group of seven or eight people immediately swarmed him.
Yan Feifan also noticed someone shouldering a camera and filming, and his gaze fell upon Xiao Man, who was standing outside the crowd.
'Is an accident like this even newsworthy?'
Finding it a bit strange, Yan Feifan began to brief the patient's family members gathered around him on the surgery.
"The patient's left hand has been reattached. The radial fracture in her right arm, the laceration on her left leg, and several other minor wounds have all been properly treated."
"Currently, the patient's vital signs are stable..."
"Doctor, does my daughter need to go to the ICU?"
Yan Feifan looked at the middle-aged man who had interrupted him and said simply and directly, "In her current condition, your daughter does not need to be in the ICU."
The man insisted, "Doctor, I think it would be safer for my daughter to be in the ICU."
