After delivering the thank-you gift, An Ning returned to the hospital.
When she arrived, An Sancheng was already there. With him were her three cousins from her uncle's family, two other men she didn't know the names of, and Jiang Xia.
"An Ning!"
An Sancheng called her over.
"We don't have a stretcher at home, so we took a door off its hinges. It's pretty flat. Will it work?"
"It will."
An Ning had no objections, of course. She went to handle the hospital discharge procedures. An Guoming was laid on the door panel, to which An Sancheng had temporarily nailed wooden strips along the sides to act as small guards, preventing him from sliding off.
"Alright, four people to carry, one at each corner for stability. It's okay to be slow, but you must be steady."
An Sancheng instructed them worriedly, and the men all acknowledged.
The four men lifted the door panel and walked out of the hospital.
An Sancheng and An Ning walked alongside, ready in case anything unexpected happened.
