At 2:17 in the afternoon, Xu Zhiliang was woken up by his phone vibrating.
He opened his eyes and saw the ceiling light in his office; he was lying on the three-seater sofa in his office, feeling extremely tired.
The phone was still vibrating. He reached for it and saw it was the resident doctor calling.
"Director Xu, there's an emergency patient, said to have been transferred from another city. The family specifically asked for you."
Xu Zhiliang sat up and rubbed his face.
"What's the situation?"
"Brainstem glioma, the outside hospital didn't dare to operate. The family said they researched online and found you're the best at this."
Without hesitation, Xu Zhiliang got up.
"Ask the family... to wait in my office, I'll be right there."
