"Hello, good morning, President Jiang. How is Wang Shun?"
After dialing the number, Ding Yue quickly inquired about Wang Shun's condition.
"The surgery finished close to 5 a.m. this morning. The lead surgeons gave it their all. Right now, Wang Shun's condition is stable. In the next two or three days, we'll proceed with the skin graft surgery."
President Jiang Zhongbo replied, yawning midway through his sentence.
"President Jiang, don't tell me you've been up all night?"
Hearing the yawn, Ding Yue asked with concern.
"I was just about to rest, and then you called. But I figured you'd probably call early in the morning, so I wasn't too surprised."
President Jiang chuckled as he spoke.
"Hahaha, my bad, my bad. I disturbed your rest. Please, after staying up for so long, go get some sleep. As long as Wang Shun is out of surgery, that's a relief. President Jiang, please rest well."
Ding Yue apologized sincerely.
