Very soon, Zhao Heng followed Fang He to a newborn incubator. Through the transparent case, Zhao Heng saw a tiny baby curled up inside.
On the baby's delicate skin, there were various patches attached, connecting to the life monitor outside the incubator.
It was a heart-wrenching sight.
Just born, the infant was underweight due to congenital deficiencies and had aspirated amniotic fluid leading to breathing difficulties. The baby couldn't even leave the incubator.
This tiny incubator seemed like a sanctuary built for the newborn alone in the world.
"Dr. Zhao, here is the medical record."
Fang He handed a medical record to Zhao Heng.
"Hmm."
Zhao Heng took the medical record and began to read.
As he read, Zhao Heng's expression suddenly became serious.
Seeing the examination data on the record, Zhao Heng glanced again at the little infant in the incubator. The poor child was enduring too much just to be in this world.
