A Cadillac luxury van was parked on an emergency shoulder of the airport expressway.
A military SUV was parked in front of it, and another behind.
Yan Feifan sat in the luxury van with the window rolled down, on the phone with Qin Feng.
"Mr. Yan, the brain tumor patient I just took on has high-risk indicators for a cerebral herniation. He's already in a coma and needs surgery as soon as possible."
"The problem is, his brain tumor is located right in the brain's cognitive center. The slightest damage could leave him with severe cognitive impairment."
Qin Feng then revealed, "Mr. Yan, this patient is a key researcher in a cutting-edge national defense project."
"He was worried about an accident during the surgery, so he kept putting it off."
"But now, he can't put it off any longer."
"Mr. Yan, you're the only one who might be able to save him now…"
Hearing this, Yan Feifan extended a hand toward a young military officer standing ramrod straight outside the van.
