"Alright, I’ll leave the baby to you. We’re going upstairs to check on the baby’s parents," Ren Chongda said, patting him on the shoulder.

As it is Senior’s child, he would certainly do his utmost to take good care. Luo Jingming agreed, no problem, and took the child’s medical record from the on-duty doctor, asking in passing, "Who was on the scene during the rescue?"

Three students raised their hands.

Luo Jingming glanced at the three of them, his gaze lingering briefly on the junior, Xie Wanying, before looking down at the medical record. After a moment, he frowned, perhaps sensing the child’s situation. Setting aside the medical record, he used a stethoscope to listen to the child’s heart and lungs. Basically, there would be no mistake in Nie Jiamin’s guidance over the phone.

The others did not hear him say anything else, reassured to leave the child with him, and hurried to the eighth floor.

It seemed the counselor forgot about the three of them. Xie Wanying and her classmates quietly followed the teacher and seniors without saying a word.

Entering the Cardiothoracic Surgery, they saw a crowd gathered in the department’s corridor. As Senior Gao had said, the news was explosive, surprising many people who returned to the hospital. Everyone was particularly concerned about the safety of their colleague, the new mother.

Currently, the most notable were Dai Ronghong and Fu Xinheng facing off, both arguing reasonably, "Transfer her to our ICU, we can take care of her."

"No need," Fu Xinheng refused flatly.

The main issue the mother faced was cardiac-related, requiring the supervision of a cardiologist, and there was no sign of multiple organ failure, so there was no need for ICU.

Others looked at Fu Xinheng’s cold face, knowing that his robot-like thought process wouldn’t factor in other human considerations.

The reason Dai Ronghong made this suggestion was because the ICU had a higher nurse-to-patient ratio, eliminating the need for family to accompany the patient. This way, Zhu Huicang wouldn’t have to worry about Xiaobing being cared for by the ICU’s professional team.

One must understand that Zhu Huicang and his wife, being immigrants in the Capital, had no other family present to help at the hospital with the mother and baby’s care.

Fu Xinheng wouldn’t take these matters into account; he simply believed the patient currently needed a cardiologist, and the precious ICU beds shouldn’t be wasted on patients not requiring ventilators.

The robot’s disagreement was within everyone’s expectations.

Dai Ronghong sighed deeply.

"Director Dai."

Hearing the voice, Dai Ronghong turned and saw Tao Zhijie and the others arriving.

Tao Zhijie walked over to her, exchanging a few words.

Previously in Hepatobiliary Surgery, it was already known that Senior Tao and Senior Dai had a good relationship. Xie Wanying wasn’t surprised. Lin Hao and Li Qi’an stood there, feeling overwhelmed and apprehensive.

The seniors and fellows ahead were all big names within the hospital, many faces unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar. It was well-known that these seniors and fellows each had distinct personalities and didn’t like to interact with juniors. The little juniors were very afraid of accidentally offending someone.

Seeing the counselor and Senior Gao enter the cardiac surgery area to find the patient.

No matter what, they first went to check on Senior Li. Thinking this, Xie Wanying slipped past the crowd.

Being a relative of a doctor from her own department, it was certain that the Cardiothoracic Surgery would arrange the most comfortable bed for Li Xiaobing.

Li Xiaobing, lying on the hospital bed, had been given medication to sleep. Without the medication, she couldn’t rest, always worried about the baby. Postpartum, especially after experiencing the difficulties of childbirth, the mother’s emotions were understandably unstable and required careful care.