At the nurse's station, Li Qiao approached Fu Lvting with a tense face.
He had a diagnostic report in his hand and upon seeing her, handed it over smoothly, "Soft tissue contusion, a broken wrist, but fortunately, no blood vessels were damaged.
I just called the attending physician, and he said the old man's bone density is good; it's unlikely that he broke it by moving something."
Li Qiao glanced at the report briefly, then casually placed it on the nurse's station, "Mm, got it."
Seeing that her mood was low, Fu Lvting didn't say much more.
The two of them entered the elevator; Fu Lvting pondered for a moment, "I've been at the hospital recently, not going to the lab for the time being. If there's anything you need help with here, just let me know anytime."
Li Qiao looked straight at the numbers changing on the elevator, nodding her head.
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