The boy's father nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice, agreeing to everything, and quickly walked towards the doctor's office.
Seeing the situation, it seemed he hadn't been here long, but had already familiarized himself with the inpatient department.
Li Jingsheng had another matter to attend to.
He approached the nurse's station, "Hey beautiful, could you let me know which room the child named Chen Huan is in?"
"There, in that room, bed 21."
The nurse knew Li Jingsheng and treated him with great respect.
She stood up to show him the room number.
"Dr. Li, the family of that child is really hard to convince. If we had known you could persuade them, we should have asked you to come earlier. They keep pestering us with questions every moment, doesn't even want to deal with them."
