"We are doctors from West Asia Hospital and we are here to help with the rescue work."

"West Asia Hospital?"

The police officer on duty looked at the list and did not find the name of West Asia Hospital on it, and did not know whether to let him go.

"Doctor Yun?"

Yun Heng was communicating with the police when he heard a shout from not far away and a middle-aged policeman walked over.

"Doctor Yun."

The other party was a little hesitant to confirm it at first, and only confirmed after getting closer that it was indeed Yun Heng.

But Yun Heng didn't know the other person, nor did he remember him, so he asked politely, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhang Aimin."

The middle-aged police officer smiled and said, "Last year, on the high-speed train to Shanghai..."

Zhang Aimin reminded.

Yun Heng suddenly realized: "Pomegranate juice..."

"Haha, Doctor Yun finally remembered."

Zhang Aimin said with a smile.

Zhang Aimin was not angry that Yun Heng didn't remember him. To Yun Heng, he might just be one of thousands of patients. Which doctor could remember all the patients he had treated?

But for Zhang Aimin, it was all thanks to Yun Heng that time. If it weren't for Yun Heng, his situation would have been unimaginable.

"Isn't Captain Zhang a criminal police officer?" Yun Heng asked.

"I was originally on vacation, but was temporarily transferred here."

Zhang Aimin exchanged a few pleasantries with Yun Heng, and after hearing Yun Heng's explanation of the situation, he hastily let them go, while also reminding them, "There are still uncertain dangers ahead, so be careful."

"Thank you, Captain Zhang."

Yun Heng thanked him, said hello to Zhang Aimin, then got on the bus and the minibus continued to move forward.

After passing the blockade and walking about two kilometers, the minibus could not move forward. Yun Heng and others also saw the rescue site not far away.