Listening to the sound of the middle-aged man sobbing on the other end of the phone.
Then looking at the ground.
Lying on the stretcher, Ge Jing was in tears.
At that moment.
Chen Mu felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart too.
As a doctor.
And one who had worked in the emergency department before.
He certainly knew what Ge Jing's illness meant to an average family.
But there was nothing he could do to help the family.
He just lightly reported the hospital's address.
The man on the other end of the phone choked out a thank you, and then hung up.
Chen Mu looked down.
He saw the unstoppable tears at the corner of Ge Jing's eyes.
He sighed.
Reached out to find a tissue, but couldn't find one.
No choice.
He had to take out a medical cotton ball to wipe Ge Jing's tears.
"You're already a college man, why are you crying?"
