A man in a white coat approached Meng Ku. "Are you the family members of Patient No. 3, Li Tang?"
"Yes, can I ask how my brother is doing now? Has anything happened?" Song Yun rushed to speak first.
"The patient's condition has become very optimistic, and he has been moved from the ICU to a regular ward. He just needs a few weeks of rest to fully recover," the doctor said with a professional smile.
"Thank you so much. This is a little token of appreciation, please accept it," Song Yun said as he stuffed an envelope into the doctor's hand.
"No, no, our hospital has rules against accepting red envelopes," the doctor declined.
"Hey, rules are rigid, but people are flexible. You saved my brother's life; this is the least you deserve."
"Alright then, I'll humbly accept it. Remember, the patient must avoid spicy food and refrain from smoking and drinking," the doctor said, weighing the envelope in his hand and sensing it was generously filled, he decided to accept it.
