Before leaving, she repeatedly instructed the Wind City Health Research Base to conduct psychological treatment and follow-up on these people, ensuring they receive the best care. The relevant person in charge nodded repeatedly, promising to complete the task.
After everything was arranged, An Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief, changed her clothes, washed her face, and planned to leave.
As she walked through the hospital corridor, she heard a burst of wailing and crying. Turning to look, she saw the families of those people arriving, hugging their recovered parents, brothers, and children, crying until they were soaked in tears.
Seeing these people, An Yiqing felt a pang in her heart, almost tearing up. How innocent they were, yet dragged into the greed of human nature.
Wiping the moisture from the corner of her eye, just about to leave, suddenly a shout came.
"Miss An!"
