A look of surprise flickered across Yan Ye's eyes, but he still nodded, "I am Yan Ye from the Military Medical University. I've heard a lot about you, Captain Qin!"
Qin Jian extended his hand toward him, "I'm Qin Jian. It's a pleasure to meet you. My father will need a lot of your care in the coming days."
"Don't mention it. Ning Bo and I grew up together; Uncle Ning is like family to me."
"Thank you!"
The conversation between the two men, both of whom were not very talkative, was just that bland and uneventful. Soon after, Zhang Yun came over, and Yan Ye went back first.
By evening, Ning Yibin had almost passed the critical period.
The atmosphere in the ward became less tense. Bringing up the past, Zhang Yun sighed with emotion. Fortunately, heaven had returned her long-lost son.
Her son was recognized, but there was still a heap of matters to follow.