Right, Gilbert?
Fei Hong put her phone down upon seeing Suyin coming. "I was waiting for you."
"How are you? How did this happen?" Suyin's gaze landed on Fei Hong's bandaged hand and then at the patient's chart kept at the table. She had an itch to read it but neither she was a doctor nor she had the right to meddle into Fei Hong's personal matter.
"I-I didn't realize the window was broken; my palm brushed through the glass."
Though Fei Hong tried to give a sound explanation, Suyin felt it absurd. But since Hong doesn't want to tell the exact reason, it's better not to trouble her.
"Tell me exactly what you have heard. And why did you feel it's important to call me?"
Because of the excessive blood loss, Fei Hong had to walk into the emergency to get her hand treated. Though it was late at night, it's normal for the emergency department to be active. Patients keep rolling at any time, even in the middle of the night.