Just past ten in the morning, at the entrance of Anlin Hospital, people had unfurled a banner with white cloth and black letters, stating "Return my loved one's life!"
Seven or eight individuals wearing black armbands stood in a line before the banner, either indignant or sorrowful, looking towards the hospital building.
On both sides of this line, two large wreaths were displayed.
This attracted glances and whispers from patients and their families who had come seeking medical treatment as they pointed and discussed.
In the dean's office, An Kexin stood by the window, watching this scene, and snorted coldly: "They really dare to pull this stunt, constantly demanding five million in compensation?"
Gong Xuepeng responded with a sigh: "Their tone is very strong, saying not even a single penny can be less."
