Deputy Division Commander He felt wronged. "Zhenguo, your son really did open his eyes just now. If he hadn't opened his eyes, I definitely wouldn't have hit him."
Feng Zhenguo gritted his teeth and said, "Bullshit! Do you think that just because my son sacrificed himself, he can't say anything even if you beat him?"
While Deputy Division Commander He and Feng Zhenguo were arguing, Feng Zhenhua wanted to talk about Han Bin and Director Fang. "What's wrong with you two? How could you let him treat my nephew like that? My nephew is a martyr."
Just as Feng Zhenhua finished speaking, he saw Director Fang pry open Wang Yi's eyelids. "What are you doing? My nephew has already sacrificed himself, and you're still treating him like this."
Director Fang has no time to pay attention to Feng Zhenhua right now.
Han Bin did have time to answer him. But since Director Fang didn't speak, Han Bin didn't know whether Wang Yi was alive or dead. So he couldn't answer him either.
Feng Zhenhua wanted to go over and pull Director Fang away.
Han Bin reached out and stopped Feng Zhenhua: "He is a doctor."
Feng Zhenhua: "Even a doctor shouldn't do this. Move aside."
Han Bin didn't move: "You'd better not disturb him right now."
As soon as Wang Yingxue arrived, she saw Deputy Mayor He beating her son, and now she saw Director Fang pulling at her son's eyelids, looking him up and down: "You... how could you do this? I... I'm going to sue you."
Seeing that Wang Yingxue's eyelids were swollen from crying, the older sister whispered in Han Bin's ear, "Dad, can I tell her that I just saw her son's hand move?"
Han Bin shook his head.
Feng Zhenhua had focused all his attention on Deputy Division Commander He as soon as he entered. He didn't even notice the little girl on Han Bin's back. It wasn't until the older sister whispered something in Han Bin's ear that Feng Zhenhua noticed her.
Just as Feng Zhenhua was about to push Han Bin away, Director Fang excitedly said, "Quick! Go and call Dr. Zhao and Dr. Song. This young soldier has recovered."
Upon hearing this, Han Bin carried his sister on his back and ran to the operating room door, shouting loudly, "Dr. Zhao, Dr. Song, come and save someone! Quick! Dr. Zhao, Dr. Song, come and save someone! Quick!..."
Apart from Director Fang, everyone in the operating room was stunned by Han Bin's shout.
Feng Zhenhua was the first to react. "Doctor, my son is still alive?"
Director Fang: "Hmm."
Deputy Division Commander He wanted to say that was impossible, but remembering the punch he had just received, he quickly swallowed his words.
Just as Feng Zhenhua was about to go to the door and call out with Han Bin, Dr. Zhao and Dr. Song ran over. As soon as they arrived, Director Fang told everyone else to leave.
Han Bin placed his older sister on a chair in the hallway. She patted the empty seat next to her. "Dad, sit down."
"Please sit down." It wasn't that Han Bin was afraid to sit; he was just a little embarrassed.
The older sister hugged Han Bin's waist: "Dad, that little brother will get better."
Han Bin rubbed his sister's head.
Feng Zhenhua paced anxiously back and forth outside the operating room.
Wang Yingxue leaned against Qiao Rong's chest and wiped away her tears.
Qiao Rong said, "Xuanxuan will definitely be alright." But in her heart, she thought, "Even if Hua Tuo were alive, your son wouldn't survive."
Feng Zhenguo, Han Bin, and his sister looked at each other.
Deputy Division Commander He is now filled with regret and fear. He regrets leaving so quickly, and he fears that if Wang Yi dies, the Feng family will hold him accountable. He had used all his strength to deliver that slap.
More than an hour later, Director Fang finally came out of the operating room.
Feng Zhenguo immediately asked, "Doctor, how is my son?"
Director Fang took off his mask. "Your son is fine. However," Director Fang glanced at Deputy Division Commander He, "he just can't be moved yet."
Deputy Division Commander He's heart skipped a beat. Had he damaged Wang Yi's head with that slap?
Feng Zhenguo also thought of this. "Is my son's head alright?"
"No problems have been found yet. But we need to observe for a few more days."
Feng Zhenhua: "Thank you!"
"Of course. But you should thank Commander Han properly. If it weren't for Commander Han taking out his family's centuries-old ginseng slices, your son might not have made it through."
Feng Zhenhua immediately looked at Han Bin and said, "Thank you, Commander Han."
Han Bin: "Your son is a good soldier. You should go in and see him."
“Okay.” Feng Zhenhua said to Han Bin. “Once the child is better, I will bring him to thank you.”
Han Bin: "I only contributed some ginseng. The key is that Director Fang and his team have excellent medical skills. Director Fang, please take them inside."
"good."
After Director Fang led the Feng family inside, Han Bin looked at Deputy Division Commander He and said, "I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
"good."
Deputy Division Commander He also wanted to leave, but... he hadn't apologized to the Feng family yet.
In the operating room.
Wang Yi is still asleep.
Wang Yingxue felt both happy and heartbroken looking at her son.
Feng Zhenhua's eyes were also a little red.
Qiao Rong still couldn't believe that Dr. Fang and the others had actually saved Wang Yi. Qiao Rong stared at Dr. Fang and asked, "Dr. Fang, didn't you say my nephew..."
Feng Zhenguo: "Yes. How could you get this wrong?"
Dr. Fang also felt embarrassed. "He must have fainted just now."
Qiao Rong now disliked Dr. Fang very much: "How come you can't even see this?"
Feng Zhenhua recalled what Han Bin had just said. "They didn't do it on purpose. If it weren't for them, my son would be dead by now. Director Fang, Dr. Zhao, Dr. Song, thank you!"
Director Fang: "This is what we should do. I think your son was able to recover because he had a strong will to live."
Qiao Rong gritted her teeth.
Feng Zhenguo: "Director Fang, may I use your hospital's phone? I want to call his grandparents."
"Yes. Come on, I'll take you there."
Qiao Rong wondered if Wang Yi would suffer any lasting health problems: "Wait a minute, Director Fang, what should we say if his grandparents ask about his injury?"
Director Fang: "This..."
Feng Zhenhua: "As long as he's alive, that's enough. We'll talk about other things later." If it weren't for what happened before, Feng Zhenhua might have cared about this too. Now, Feng Zhenhua feels that he's content as long as his son is alive.
Feng Zhenguo: "Then I'll go make a call."
"Um."
On the other side, after Han Bin and his sister left the hospital, Han Bin asked her, "Are you going home or going to work with Dad?"
"I want to go to work with you. But my mom will definitely scold me if she finds out. Sigh, I'd better go home."
Han Bin rubbed his sister's head.
The older sister hugged Han Bin. "Dad, I'm leaving."
"Um."
Yang Xiaobing came over after his sister left. "Commander, I'll go get the car."
"Um."
After Yang Xiaobing drove up, Han Bin got in. Once inside, Han Bin went over the day's events several times. The more he went over them, the more suspicious he felt.
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