"Where did Doctor Shen go?" Sister Seo asked the patient’s friend.
"She just walked away. How could we know where she went?"
Sister Seo froze: seeing an ergency patient and then the doctor walking off—what was going on? Could it be that Shen Xifei had sothing more urgent to handle?
"Alright, alright, I’ll go out," Sister Seo said, realizing she had to pause her current task.
"Sister Seo, you keep giving her the injection." Xie Wanying stood up and gave Sister Seo a aningful look. "I’ll go out first and check out the situation."
Sister Seo turned around and saw the patient across from her once again looking panicked. Understanding Xie Wanying’s intention, she reassured the patient, "I’ll finish drawing your blood and giving you the injection, then I’ll head out. Don’t worry."
The patient finally felt a sense of relief; this ti, they hadn’t been abandoned again. She watched Xie Wanying’s figure as she walked out, recalling the words the female doctor had spoken to her earlier: I won’t leave you behind. It seed the doctor ant what she said.
A doctor’s promise to a patient must be kept, Xie Wanying thought to herself.
She stepped out of the examination room in place of Sister Seo to check the situation outside.
At first glance, she noticed many people running through the hall. Only a few immobile patients lying on stretchers in the corridor, along with their family mbers, remained behind, seemingly trembling in fear.
What kind of patients could have arrived to cause such fear?
She saw them—several n with tattoos on their bare arms who looked anything but like good people. They were standing at the nurse’s triage desk, shouting loudly, pounding on the desk, as if they were on the verge of tearing apart the ergency departnt.
"Are you a doctor?" Spotting Xie Wanying, these n imdiately locked their eyes on her white coat and shouted at her, "You’re a doctor, co over here!"
Encountering such rude patients, most doctors would rather avoid them. But in the ergency departnt, failing to handle the situation could affect the other patients and their families present.
"What’s the matter?" Xie Wanying kept her voice steady and asked them, "Where is the patient?"
If they ca to seek dical attention, the doctor would at least need to see the patient.
Her logical tone made sense. The n blocking her imdiately stepped aside, revealing their injured companion in the middle.
The injured man, supported by two of his companions, appeared to be in his thirties. A bloody wound was clearly visible on the inside of his left thigh, crudely covered with a towel. The towel and his pants were soaked in blood, creating a jarring, grueso sight.
A knife wound?
"Bring him over here," Xie Wanying quickly assessed the patient’s injury and made a decisive call.
The n, surprised by how fast and efficient she was, seed montarily shaken and fell in line, carrying their injured companion and following her.
She pushed open the door to the ergency treatnt room and pointed them to a bed inside, issuing another directive, "Lay him down on that bed."
With the commanding presence of a doctor, these n, seemingly the type to bully the weak while fearing the strong, imdiately obeyed Xie Wanying’s firm and cold tone, placing the injured man on the bed to await treatnt.
Xie Wanying pulled out disposable surgical gloves from the treatnt table and put them on both hands. "Step aside," she instructed.
The group of n followed her orders and moved out of her way.
The man on the bed had a pale face, was sweating profusely, and repeatedly groaned in pain, showing signs of impending shock. In this situation, an injection was certainly needed first, so Xie Wanying said to the people nearby, "Go outside and find a nurse. He needs an injection."
"Alright, doctor." The n ran out to look for a nurse.
Shortly afterward, Sister Seo, who had finished administering an injection to her own patient, arrived to assist Xie Wanying and asked, "What’s going on with the patient? What do you need to do?"
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