Zheng Ren walked out of eICU, called for the patient's family, and went to the handover room.
There were two family members of the patient. One of them was a man in his fifties or sixties. He was thin, had a face full of wrinkles, and his hair was white. His old face was full of sorrow and helplessness.
His wrinkles were full of dust and mud, and he felt bitter and depressed.
The other patient was a woman in her late twenties. Her eyes were red and her face was covered in tears. She looked like the patient's daughter.
The man was a little surprised. His eyes were red and bloodshot, but there was a trace of relief. The expression on the woman's face was very nervous and anxious, but Zheng Ren judged that it was mostly because she was at a loss.
"Doctor, has the catheter been removed?" The man asked while wiping his tears.
