Chapter 641

"Professor Li..." Fang Ziye quickened his pace.

"Teacher..."

"Come with me." Li Yongjun simply had no time to explain to the two of them; he held the pager in his hand.

"11 o'clock direction, I am sending three people over to undertake the surgical on-site emergency task, please let them pass! ~"

"Fang Ziye, Nie Mingxian, Wu Xuanqi."

"Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian, Wu Xuanqi..." Li Yongjun repeated the three names over the pager.

"Are you waiting for me to treat you to a meal?" After giving instructions, Li Yongjun scolded Fang Ziye and the three others including Nie Mingxian.

So-called emergency: on-site the emphasis is on urgent, in the hospital the emphasis is on diagnosis.

"We don't know where the 11 o'clock direction is." Fang Ziye said truthfully.

Hearing this, Li Yongjun quickly turned his head, then found a volunteer wearing a red sleeve: "Little girl, could you trouble yourself to take them to the 11 o'clock direction."

"Okay! ~" That girl recognized Li Yongjun, and nodded silently.

"You all come with me..."

Fang Ziye and the three including Nie Mingxian simultaneously glanced at that "firefighter" brother being carried away; Fang Ziye ultimately did not dare to meddle beyond his duty.

In the sanatorium, medical treatment is the first priority.

Here, time, urgency is the first priority!

The farmers market is a roughly square shape; it may have been marked with various orientations by the on-site water, but Fang Ziye and the three including Nie Mingxian were not the first to arrive on-site, they could only follow along.

However, while the three followed the little girl at a light jog, Fang Ziye saw another text message sent by Luo Tingzhu: "Senior Brother, a burn patient has passed away."

Lan Tianluo's message was even shorter: "Room 7 is gone."

Fang Ziye quickly put away his mobile phone.

This is something that cannot be helped.

Me being there once doesn't mean I am always there.

No matter how useful a Level 6 skill is, without the participation of a Level 6 skill, the difficulty of rescue is destined to increase by multiple times at least.

Individual capability is limited, but I can only guarantee: see one, save one; haven't seen them, can't manage that many!

Very quickly, the three were brought to the 11 o'clock direction!

Two green-clothed people were temporarily bandaging a white coat; thirty meters ahead, there were still sparks flying and traces of explosions.

Bricks, tiles, and flying stones covered the ground, pitch black.

"Halt, do not proceed further inside; twenty minutes ago an explosion occurred inside, currently investigating."

"I received orders, your medical team must retreat another twenty meters! ~" Just as the little girl was leading people in, they were stopped by the firefighting team.

It's not that doctors are precious and cannot get too close; rather, getting close serves no purpose and would only make the firefighters' responsibility greater.

If you make the firefighters responsible for rescue within the medical team, that will only make the medical team's task even busier.

Each profession has its specialty.

After the three including Fang Ziye paused, Fang Ziye saw Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi very experiencedly approach that injured white coat.

Then he also saw that the two green-clothed people's arms were burned.

Although not serious, they definitely could not continue executing tasks on-site.

"No problem, I myself do surgery; later I'll just find a place to debride and suture, get a tetanus shot."

"You three are here to stand in for our task, right?"

"This direction is mostly hotels."

"Later on, pay attention to avoid getting injured on your body." The white coat looked at his own temporarily bandaged gauze, his gaze warm and gentle.

After the tense gaze relaxed, the whole person began to grow fatigued.

The other green-clothed person then said: "Director Zhong, brothers have arrived, we're leaving."

Zhong Xue Gao heard this, turned to look.

"Brother Zhong?"

"Professor Fang?"

"Director Wu, Director Nie?" Four pairs of eyes, eight eyes met; they actually ran into acquaintances.

The so-called Director Zhong was precisely that Zhong Xue Gao older brother Fang Ziye had previously encountered in the Central Hospital Trauma Surgery department.

"Brother Zhong, hello! ~" Fang Ziye extended his hand as Zhong Xue Gao approached.

However Zhong Xue Gao had not yet had time to say much when search-and-rescue firefighter voices drew near from the distance: "There's someone over here! ~"

Zhong Xue Gao heard this, paused on the spot, then began silently taking gloves from his pocket and tearing open the packets.

Fang Ziye and the others also swallowed the words that had reached their lips, eyes scanning, beginning to confirm available supplies on-site.

Very simple.

Cricothyroidotomy kit, debridement kit, gauze, bandages, plaster cast, gloves, povidone-iodine, etc.

That's it!

Wu Xuanqi was closest, grabbed a few gloves and handed them to Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian.

The two did not stand on ceremony, began quickly putting on gloves.

"Don't you come over! ~ We'll bring the people to you." Because the previous medical team got injured, the firefighter big brother responsible for the defense line hurriedly reminded them.

To prevent Fang Ziye and the others from eagerly moving forward and getting injured again.

Currently Enshi's medical resources are extremely scarce; doctors from the county and surrounding cities have all been transferred over, but emergency is still operating overloaded.

On-site patients are getting more and more critical; once at this time there are no doctors on-site, there are only the two words 'wait for death'.

"Rumble—~"

In an instant that no one noticed, the sound of something collapsing rang out.

Everyone hurriedly shifted their gaze to look.

A firefighter big brother collapsed on the spot, his right arm hitting the ground before he rolled several circles on the ground.

Quickly dodged the rolling cement blocks.

The few people next door reacted swiftly and pulled him away.

"Ah?!"

"Ah! ~"

"Don't move, don't move! ~" The big brother who was pulled immediately let out a miserable scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Lift him up! ~" Another person shouted.

Fang Ziye and the others instantly tensed up, watching as two people carried him over on a stretcher.

People are merely flesh and blood mortals; firefighting suits are not magic treasures, let alone divine artifacts, there is no way to make them transcend their fleshly bodies.

Falling down still hurts, still pains, still makes one cry out.

After he walked over, Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi immediately stepped forward and began conducting various professional physical examinations——

(Author's note: Very early in the previous text it was already introduced how to distinguish fractures from dislocations, the direction and nature of dislocations; this will not be repeated here. Everyone just needs to know this exists.)

"Anterior shoulder dislocation, Ziye you do it, you're a bit more professional." Wu Xuanqi said this after confirming there was no fracture.

"Brother, sit down! ~ Take off your clothes." Fang Ziye soothed.

"Will it hurt a lot?" His healthy-side hand started pulling the zipper, while Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi began helping take off the clothes.

At this moment, Zhong Xue Gao, who was originally the team leader, stood by with a smiling face explaining: "Just a little pain, these few are extremely professional, specializing in treating injuries like dislocations."

"Formerly Attending Physician Wu Xuanqi of Min Da Hospital, don't know if you recognize him."

Unfortunately, the firefighter big brother did not recognize him!

But he knew Zhong Xue Gao was the group leader, and Wu Xuanqi was already in his thirties, also looking relatively trustworthy.

With the two mutually reinforcing each other, having Fang Ziye take action became only natural.

Wu Xuanqi very professionally moved into the assistant fixation position for closed reduction.

Fang Ziye without the slightest hesitation used the external rotation reduction method to reduce the patient's dislocation.

With a click, almost simultaneously accompanied by intensified pain, followed by the 'comfort' of pain being instantly relieved!

"It's done, try raising your hand first." Fang Ziye also checked passive movement twice, then instructed.

"Eh, it really works! ~" The firefighter big brother's eyes lit up, then he stood up: "Team leader, I'm fine."

Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi pressed him down: "Your current condition is not suitable for going back in; if you have relatively sufficient manpower, go back and rest."

"A dislocation has already occurred, it's very easy to dislocate again."

Explaining is also a medical order! ~

After speaking, Nie Mingxian blew a whistle, Wu Xuanqi immediately sprang into motion, turned and ran.

It was actually the 'person' previously discovered by the firefighters who came out.

Barely qualifies as a person.

Whole body pitch black, obturator foramen and mouth a patch of black, not a trace of blood color could be seen.

If not for the human shape, wearing clothes, and the chest cavity still having slight undulations, there wasn't a single shred of human features.

The two had already very professionally opened the airway; Nie Mingxian had previously handled anesthesia, in this aspect he was extremely professional!

Fang Ziye then belatedly approached, then first carefully examined the chest and abdomen.

Rescued at this time point, even without burns, they would be suffocated into unconsciousness.

Fang Ziye casually examined and felt a layer of ash rub onto his hand, further increasing the difficulty of his physical examination.

Fortunately, the level 6 physical examination technique sensory receptors were extremely sharp; even separated by a layer, they could still perceive subtle pulses.

"No solid organ damage, airway obstructed, don't mess around, direct cricothyroidotomy! ~" Fang Ziye said quickly.

This patient, breathing weak, was suffocated!

During burning there is smoke and dust; smoke and dust continuously inhaled will adhere to the respiratory tract. Cleaning the smoke and dust at this time would only waste time.

Nie Mingxian didn't doubt at all, immediately opened the cricothyroidotomy kit.

Wu Xuanqi had already picked up the povidone-iodine bottle and started "washing the neck" for the patient, scrubbed several handfuls before white showed.

Fang Ziye took the opportunity to search the patient's abdomen, thighs and other places for open wounds, to avoid misdiagnosis.

Gaze askance.

Nie Mingxian's cricothyroidotomy movements were very fast, only using forty-odd seconds before the trachea was already opened.

After that, the patient's chest cavity finally began heaving in big gulps.

Cricothyroidotomy can be understood as moving the patient's nose down to the throat; after breathing movements began continuously, a snoring sound was emitted.

After another minute or so, the patient's consciousness only slightly recovered, beginning to make movements to cover the neck.

"Tie it up! ~"

"Hurry and send to the nearest emergency surgery vehicle to clean the respiratory tract and digestive tract, perform fluid resuscitation, correct water electrolyte balance." Nie Mingxian said.

But after Nie Mingxian finished speaking, he discovered that among the few people on site, he couldn't really order any of them.

Zhong Xue Gao was the group leader, Fang Ziye was stronger than him, Wu Xuanqi was about the same level as him.

"I'll go, good to have someone look after on the way! ~" Nie Mingxian said.

The other two volunteers quickly hoisted the stretcher and walked out.

On-site emergency rescue has only three purposes.

One, let the patient have breathing.

Two, let the patient have an airway.

Three, let the patient try not to bleed……

As for whether he dies later, the scene can't manage that.

A single person, just sent away like that, Nie Mingxian walked off.

The firefighter Big Brother with the previous joint dislocation came back again: "The captain told me to follow you guys, see if I can help with some heavy lifting."

"I just arrived not long ago, it's not good to just go back directly." He said to Zhong Xue Gao.

After Fang Ziye and the others arrived, Zhong Xue Gao was in a petrified state the whole process.

No other reason, his role as captain is in name only.

He confirmed he had no qualifications to be these people's Group Leader, but the Medical Group is arranged this way now.

He could only delegate authority himself: "Professor Fang, Director Wu, how about you two lead me in the rescue..."

"When the patient comes later, the two of you will be the main ones."

Wu Xuanqi and Fang Ziye looked at each other, Wu Xuanqi then pointed at Fang Ziye: "He will be the main one."

While the few people spoke, two people carried a pitch-black 'object' approaching, the one in blue clothes walking in front of the stretcher asked: "Doctor, can this one still be saved?"

Fang Ziye raised his head to look, most of the 'corpse' on the stretcher's right leg was gone, unknown why only the right leg was burned...

The vessel stump was pitch-black like coke.

Fang Ziye instinctively reached out to probe.

Let alone a pulse, even the corpse's coldness was gone, high temperature had already denatured all the proteins in his whole body.

Shook his head lightly, no reply.

The two people just carried him away, without any hesitation.

As the two passed, Fang Ziye's heart instantly went thump.

Gone!

Not even an opportunity to struggle.

This isn't a Yangyuan, patients sent to the Yangyuan are all those who have broken through this ordeal first, only then having the chance to become critical patients.

Fang Ziye hadn't had time to hesitate yet, when two firefighter Big Brothers rushed over from afar.

"Doctor, doctor, come over here! ~" They didn't come from the eleven o'clock direction, but approached from the side.

Possibly came from the ten o'clock side.

"What's the situation?" Fang Ziye hurriedly tensed up.

"They said the chance of sending you here is a bit bigger, we don't know the situation either, this one was found from the basement." After the two approached and crossed over!

Fang Ziye and the others only then saw the glaring blood color beyond the black.

The comer's whole body wasn't burned, but had crushing injury marks.

Clothes torn by who knows what, looking ragged, blood soaked through! ~

The patient looked like he already had no respiratory movement.

"Lay flat, put on the car." Fang Ziye said quickly.

The two did as told.

Wu Xuanqi at this moment threw away the gloves he was preparing to change, hurriedly approached, and then started lifting the patient's abdominal clothes.

The patient's abdominal wound had already glued the clothes' chin and pants together with blood, at this moment there was no fresh blood seeping out.

Where the fresh blood passed, all condensed into clumps!

"Breathing weak, pulse thready and rapid! ~"

"Hurry and establish intravenous access, give him infusion." Fang Ziye lowered his head to instruct, several nurses at the side immediately tensed up.

Zhong Xue Gao transformed into the assistant, started tearing open debridement kits, cricothyroidotomy kits and such.

"The blood clot's exterior is coagulated, but inside there's still bleeding, we have to dig open the blood clot, then quickly achieve hemostasis! ~"

"Wu Ge, you and me together, fastest time to stop all bleeding points! ~"

Although the currently coagulated blood clots won't let blood flow from abdominal cavity to outside, he still has oozing in the abdomen, must handle it.

Waiting is only death.

This person should have hidden in the basement, then got crushed, just wasn't searched and rescued for a long time, so became the current situation.

Wu Xuanqi didn't answer, instead continued observing the patient's oral cavity, confirmed no obstruction, then nodded!

Zhong Xue Gao saw Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi had already started "digging blood", his whole person was a shiver! ~

Skillful and bold.

This kind also wants to expend effort to snatch a wave?

No auxiliary examinations, no endotracheal intubation, no anesthesiologist, no operating table, just on the stretcher beside the scene, you dare dig abdomen for hemostasis?

If this kind of operation were simple, ninety-five percent of emergency patients in the whole world wouldn't die.

"I." Zhong Xue Gao only uttered one word then stopped.

Because Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi had already started doing it!

No way to stop.

Do it, at most just waste effort, person dies.

Don't do it, directly send to the corpse placement place for people to claim, absolutely missed the chance, sending to hospital also useless!

After blood clots coagulate, there's a kind of relatively stress-relieving imagination that there's a pulling sensation.

As long as you pull once, you can pull out strip-shaped or block-shaped things one by one.

Fang Ziye is currently doing this kind of pulling work.

One block by one block, one strip by one strip!

After pulling seven or eight strips, three or four blocks, finally the first vessel breach lost compression and started boiling!

However, it didn't get excited for even a second, was directly killed by Fang Ziye!

The hemostat made a crisp click, sharp to the ear.

Continuing to pull, it exposed the red-yellow fat layer, then the intestines, and fecal matter...

The smell was pungent; surgical masks couldn't block such a smell.

However, Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi both didn't frown, continuing to go deeper.

Another one! ~

Wu Xuanqi was in the dominant hand position, he immediately clamped it, and after releasing his right hand, his right hand picked up another hemostat.

Fang Ziye continued to probe inside.

After the hemostat in his left hand opened the retroperitoneal layer, it was like poking a wasp nest, blood spurted out, gushing forth.

Fang Ziye directly threw the blood clot out with his left hand, his right hand directly reached in, then after rotating several angles, began to gather, grabbing the largest spurting blood vessel stump, and pinched it hard!

"Hemostat." While Wu Xuanqi was still finding a position, Fang Ziye shouted.

Wu Xuanqi slapped the hemostat into Fang Ziye's palm.

Fang Ziye reached in with his left hand, using his right hand as positioning, came to the nearer segment of the bleeding point, and clamped it shut with a click.

The whole world seemed to stop.

Fang Ziye released both hands, quickly instructing: "Right femoral artery, left external iliac artery."

Wu Xuanqi didn't hesitate at all, putting the hemostat and his hand into the hole, using his index finger to start locating the aorta, then sliding down.

When his left hand fingers estimated touching the right femoral artery bifurcation, the hemostat in his right hand had already pressed in, then repeating the trick, the hemostat in his left hand was also sent in.

"Heartbeat is fast, blood pressure is low! ~" The nurse temporarily connected to the cardiac monitor replied.

With so much blood loss, if blood pressure were still high, that would be strange.

"Hemostasis is over, hurry to transfer to the medical vehicle, the 120 ambulance might have spare blood and epinephrine, etc."

"Only hemostasis can be done on site." Fang Ziye said to Wu Xuanqi.

Wu Xuanqi withdrew both hands, after not seeing active bleeding in the abdominal cavity anymore, immediately stood up: "Come with me to send the patient out."

"Okay! ~" The two firefighters also didn't hesitate.

Lifted and left.

After several people left, Zhong Xue Gao swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva: "Professor Fang, does this patient still have a chance to live?"

Fang Ziye shook his head: "If surgery and blood transfusion are timely, and monitoring is effective, he can definitely live."

"But if there is no blood, and no better monitoring and nursing, there is over ninety percent chance he will die."

But Fang Ziye couldn't follow him; on site, he could only strive for a chance of survival for the other party.

Will he die during transfer?

Will there be accidents during surgery, will the heart stop during recovery?

Fang Ziye couldn't manage so much.

On site, there was only one word.

Urgent! ~

Urgent transfer! ~

Zhong Xue Gao's pager rang: "Director Zhong, Director Zhong, I called a patient to send to your side, it's massive lower abdominal bleeding."

"Group Leader Li Professor of the Emergency Surgery Group says you have skilled hands at 11 o'clock to handle this kind of injury."

"Yes, already handled! ~ Hemostasis is already completed, sent to the Transfer Point." Zhong Xue Gao replied.

"Ah?"

"Oh!" The other party immediately hung up.

Shocked but not struggling.

Stop at the point.

No one has a chance to waste time.

"I came out, did I come out?"

"Did I come out?" Zhong Xue Gao's phone had just hung up, in the distance, a heart-rending sound came, laughing like a survivor of a calamity.

"Did I not die?"

"You are injured." A firefighter said.

"I really didn't die." He laughed heartily.

"Can you give me a phone, I'll report safety to my family! ~"

"My phone is lost."

"We'll save you first, talk after seeing the doctor." The firefighters were actually happy to say a few more words with him.

The atmosphere on site was too oppressive.

Besides orders, it was corpses, or dying on the road they carried them out on.

Their emotions had reached a freezing point; dropping another degree might make them collapse.

But unexpectedly, this Big Brother didn't reply, his gaze gradually became dull...

The firefighters only thought he was resting.

However, Fang Ziye, hearing this patient's sudden ups and downs, knew his condition might be very bad.

Originally, if his mindset had remained stable, blood flow wouldn't accelerate, and blood loss might not speed up.

But just that one excited shout might let him walk several steps closer to the Ghost Gate.

However, Fang Ziye also didn't have a chance to give him popular science, could only wait until he approached to confirm the situation!

After he approached, Fang Ziye quickly scanned.

The cardiac monitor was taken by the previous patient; the nurse could only estimate the patient's breathing rhythm by sight, and measure blood oxygen level and heart rate by finger pressure.

The patient's luck was relatively good, with no obvious external injuries.

His pupils were not very dilated either; he just seemed rather cold and detached as a whole. It shouldn't be intracranial injury, but rather a semi-comatose state on the verge of shock.

Physical examination includes auscultation. Fang Ziye picked up Zhong Xue Gao's stethoscope, quickly listened to the breathing and heartbeat rhythm, and both were fine for now.

Then there was only one possibility: this patient had an underlying condition, and just now, this excitement directly raised local blood pressure, causing active bleeding inside the abdomen.

His danger did not come from the fire, but just from this moment of great joy and excitement.

"Professor Fang, this?" Zhong Xue Gao was confused.

A comatose patient without external injuries is hard to deal with.

"Give me the knife, open the abdomen! ~" Fang Ziye said.

The debridement kit was from the previous patient, and the new debridement kit hadn't been opened yet, but Zhong Xue Gao didn't care about so much, hurriedly picking up the needle holder and starting to attach the blade.

Fang Ziye splashed povidone-iodine onto the patient's abdomen, then used clothes as gauze to rub and simply disinfect!

After soaking the palms of both hands in the remaining povidone-iodine, Fang Ziye picked up the knife Zhong Xue Gao had delivered.

One cut broke the skin, another cut went straight to the muscle. After nimbly spreading the muscle gap with both hands, he used the back of the knife as a blunt opening.

Upon reaching the abdominal wall, Fang Ziye directly broke it open with the knife tip.

None of it followed the rules, but Fang Ziye's incision technique was good enough. Even so, the patient's bleeding was not much, and the opening made wasn't small either.

After opening the abdomen, everything inside the patient's abdominal cavity was normal, with no signs of gushing blood.

This was better, proving there was no injury, just vascular damage behind the peritoneum.

After pulling open the intestines and fat layer, the blood clot appeared under the retroperitoneum.

"Brother Zhong, help me pull the hook! ~"

"Don't change your gloves, help me hold the intestines." Fang Ziye said to the other nurse.

"Okay! ~" She hastily threw away the gloves in her hand, and stuffed non-sterile gloves into the patient's abdomen.

Then she struggled to pry open...

Fang Ziye easily pried it open with his hand, but she actually had to use great force just to maintain balance, not letting the intestines press toward Fang Ziye's side.

This was the result of Fang Ziye's back of the hand helping to support.

"Sorry..." she instinctively apologized.

Fang Ziye couldn't care about so much.

His left hand grabbed a hemostat to the patient's chest, then cut open the peritoneal layer.

At the scene, there was no negative pressure suction device, nor other instruments in the operating room, only the simplest and most unadorned clamps and knives, etc.

This patient's sudden onset definitely wasn't a comprehensive injury.

So as long as the largest opening point is found, that's where it is!

Indeed, this patient was a "potential" patient carrying an aneurysm. Perhaps it hadn't been discovered before, but after the blood pressure suddenly rose, the aneurysm ruptured.

Although such patients were usually handed over to Vascular Surgery for handling, Fang Ziye could actually handle it too.

It was just a rupture of one side wall at the distal end of the abdominal aortic aneurysm.

Fang Ziye quickly clamped the proximal side of the abdominal aorta, then quickly clamped another hemostat onto the side wall of the aorta, just firmly clamping the bleeding spot.

After adding another stabilizing hemostat on the side wall, Fang Ziye released the hemostat clamping the stage aortic blood flow.

Just seal the opening! ~

He patted the middle-aged person's shoulder, but he still had no reaction.

But the blood oxygen and heart rate levels shown on the pulse oximeter were both acceptable.

"Brother Nie, it's a ruptured aneurysm. I'll send the patient to the Transfer Point. You stay here with Director Nie to guard the patients behind." Fang Ziye extended his hand, closed the abdominal cavity, and said.

Nie Mingxian stood on tiptoe, looked from afar, and nodded, saying: "Okay! ~"

Fang Ziye led people away.

As soon as Fang Ziye left, Zhong Xue Gao was stunned, and started asking: "Director Nie, Professor Fang was just blindly operating to stop the bleeding of an aortic rupture! ~"

"Without any test results to assist, and without interventional monitoring! ~"

Nie Mingxian calmly nodded: "Mm, Professor Fang knows how to blindly operate to stop bleeding! ~"

Zhong Xue Gao was stunned.

You just say he knows how?

That's it?

Blindly operating?

Blindly operating, Big Brother! ~

However, Zhong Xue Gao had seen the coordination between Wu Xuanqi and Fang Ziye before, and couldn't help but have a strange thought.

No, you all wouldn't think this is the most basic operation, right?

Nie Mingxian didn't explain too much.

When Fang Ziye led people to transfer out, he heard increasingly noisy clamor: "My daughter is inside."

"My daughter and my mom are both inside. My daughter is ten years old this year, and my mom hasn't come back either! ~"

"Let me go in to find them. I won't blame you even if I die."

"I beg you."

Fang Ziye glanced sideways, seeing a middle-aged person kneeling before the police, crazy! ~

But the police were unmoved.

You want to die, does that mean others let you in? Impossible!

"Wanwan! ~"

"Is it Wanwan~?" Fang Ziye led the stretcher toward the exit when someone clung to a person's shoulder and jumped up to look inside.

"It's not Wanwan."

"Wanwan, Wanwan... answer the phone, answer the phone."

Walked forward further.

"Dad, Jiawei still hasn't come out. He went to guard the shop last night. If I'd known, I wouldn't have let him go guard the shop."

"If we'd known, we would've come back together."

"You haven't found Jiawei on your end either?"

"Good good good, it's good he wasn't found. He absolutely must not have anything happen to him~" A not-too-old woman prayed while choking up.

A person is the sum of interpersonal relationships.

Not simply a single living life.

Every kind is very important.

Of course, Fang Ziye also heard another kind of sound.

"How do you talk?"

"Hey, last year I went inside to buy things — bought from three shops, three shops short — this is retribution."

"There's also a boss, shortchanged me. I went to find him to argue theory, he hit me. I just came over to see the liveliness..." After this person finished speaking, he directly ran off.

Someone wanted to hit him, but didn't remember what appearance exactly.

Similarly, there were also some self-media live streaming from afar to chase traffic.

Even separated by nearly a hundred meters, Fang Ziye could faintly hear the sound of that live streaming.

Very quickly, Fang Ziye sent the patient to the Transfer Point.

After Fang Ziye quickly explained the patient's condition, a Green Clothes carefully examined the patient's condition.

"How come you sent another patient like this?"

"Where should this be transferred to?" Green Clothes muttered.

Of course, he was just muttering, and then quickly began calling people to start monitoring and establish Intravenous Access...

Fang Ziye frowned: "I also don't know... embarrassed Teacher, I still need to go guard the scene."

Finished speaking, Fang Ziye walked away.

That Green Clothes finished arranging, then shouted from afar: "That doctor brother, it's not your fault, don't take it to heart."

Fang Ziye made an OK gesture behind his back.

Send where to?

How can Fang Ziye manage to get it?

He is now the scene doctor; he cannot manage where to send.

Just like when Fang Ziye was at the Yangyuan, he wouldn't manage where emergency patients came from or how they came.

Life-saving was the task at that time.

The scene's task is to snatch time!

Snatch the Transfer Opportunity.

Urgent.

(Chapter End)