Chapter 610: with translation of title

Watching so intently, Zheng Ren felt that everything was truly beautiful.

But just then, the phone rang.

Zheng Ren jumped in fright, and was immediately pulled back to reality.

"Hey!" Zheng Ren answered the phone.

"Okay, I'll be right there!" With those words he hung up, shouting at his warm, cheerful colleagues and friends: "Multi-car pileup on the highway, we're heading back!"

"Zheng Ren, Su Yun, get in my car." Xie Yiren handed the violin to the professor, saying while glancing at Chu Yanran and Chu Yan zhi.

Chu Yanran silently stood beside Xie Yiren.

"I've put on snow chains, so I can go faster." Xie Yiren said.

Zheng Ren walked over, took Xie Yiren's slightly reddened, cold little hand, and strode out into the snow.

The red down jacket, like a flickering flame or a blooming flower, freely splashed the melody of youth across the snow, dancing without restraint.

"Boss, why are you calling me?" Su Yun asked lazily.

It was obvious that the 912 had sent four Inpatient Chief-level doctors; normally you wouldn't find Zheng Ren here in a regular Emergency Department.

Su Yun guessed that perhaps the Emergency Department nurses weren't yet accustomed, and would call Zheng Ren directly whenever there was an emergency.

"Director Pan called." Zheng Ren gripped Xie Yiren's hand, striding forward, his heavy voice sounding somewhat empty in the lonely snow night: "On the highway near Hai Cheng, more than twenty cars collided in a chain reaction."

The romantic, tranquil snow had now become the culprit of the accident.

Su Yun sighed, hoping only that those drivers wouldn't speed in the snow, that it would be just minor scrapes.

Otherwise, tonight would truly be a sleepless night.

To say goodbye to Hai Cheng in this way… Zheng Ren didn't want to, and Su Yun felt the same.

Getting into the red Volvo XC60, Xiao Yi Ren started the engine, breathed onto her palms, and rubbed them vigorously.

"You all right?" Zheng Ren asked concernedly.

"I'm fine."

"Tch..."

Su Yun, in the back seat, showed disdain for Zheng Ren's attentiveness.

The road was empty, Xie Yiren drove at 60 mph; in the snow, that speed counted as flying.

After installing the snow chains, the car was a bit bumpy, but the brakes were noticeably more responsive.

That's also why she dared to drive at 60 mph.

That's also why she wanted to find a team to head back first.

No one spoke; the recent joy and pleasure had already vanished like passing clouds.

At this moment, the Emergency Rescue weighed on everyone's mind. Even the usually carefree Su Yun silently hoped there would be no critical emergencies.

It had nothing to do with treating patients like family; it was simply a feeling of regret, wanting to keep that recent tranquility firmly in mind.

The red Volvo sped back to Haicheng Shi Yiyuan.

The snow chains and the wide Finnish Nokian snow tires, as she pressed the brake, generated desperate friction in the snow, bringing the Volvo to a stop at the entrance of Jizhen Da Lou.

"I'm going to the Operating Room; if there's a surgery, let me know." Xie Yiren said.

Zheng Ren made a gesture and jumped out of the car in silence.

The two hurried to the Emergency Department, seeing the hallway empty, knowing the Emergency Rescue Service ambulance hadn't arrived yet—this was the calm before the storm.

Wang Liren, Wang Zong, had just climbed out of bed; he looked energetic, but his messy bedhead, like a chicken coop, gave him away.

"What's the situation?" Zheng Ren asked.

Wang Liren hadn't expected Zheng Ren to come rushing over; according to the usual procedure, he and Zheng Ren considered their work handover complete, and the Emergency Rescue work at Haicheng Shi Yiyuan was no longer his concern.

But with strong assistance, Wang Liren was delighted.

He never imagined that, having just arrived in Hai Cheng, he would encounter such a serious sudden incident.

"Just now the Medical Department called, saying there was a multi‑car pileup on the highway; the latest… they said it's already over thirty vehicles." Wang Liren said.

The wind and snow were strong, visibility impaired.

On the highway, speeds are naturally high; even slowed, they're still sixty to seventy mph.

Even in this weather, there are reckless youths who dare to push over 100 mph. When the front car crashes, the rear car has no time to react and will also slam into it.

Even if you manage to brake, you can't stop the car behind from failing to brake and hitting your rear.

No reaction, hitting the brakes—these are normal.

What's most frightening is an instinctive jerk of the steering wheel.

The highway differs from Haicheng's downtown pedestrian street; there, a little snow gets swept away and packed by passing vehicles, making it far slicker than the pedestrian street.

A sudden turn of the wheel will likely cause the vehicle to roll over.

On the contrary, hitting the vehicle ahead is better if the speed isn't too high.

The vehicles involved in the collision at the accident scene will inevitably increase until the police implement traffic control, after which things will improve slightly.

Road rescue in such icy snow takes a long time.

Haicheng Shi Yiyuan's Emergency Rescue Service ambulance, when it rushes there, is already late; it depends on the response speed of nearby small hospitals' ambulances.

If there are severely injured casualties, whether they can survive to reach the hospital really comes down to luck.

"How long ago did it happen?"

"Two hours."

"…"

"The Yuandian County Hospital's Emergency Rescue Service ambulance pulled two severely injured casualties; they didn't dare go to Yuandian County People's Hospital, but brought them straight to Hai Cheng. After exiting the highway, they began contacting hospitals, and only then were we notified." Wang Liren said.

"Have all the departments in the hospital been notified?"

"Director Pan was worried I wasn't familiar with the place, so he's already notified everyone." Wang Liren broke into a smile.

Indeed, as the Inpatient Chief on the clinical front line, he still handles things in an orderly manner. Zheng Ren nodded, listened closely, and far away he could barely hear the hoarse alarm of an Emergency Rescue Service vehicle.

The sound was hidden in the wind and snow, faint and intermittent; even Zheng Ren, who had received system enhancements, could not be sure whether he had merely imagined it.

At this moment, Director Pan and the other three Inpatient Chiefs arrived one after another. The Inpatient Chiefs from other departments, mainly General Surgery, Thoracic Surgery, Neurosurgery, and Orthopedics, also came over.

912 Hospital dispatched personnel to support the joint construction, and the whole hospital knew about it.

The Inpatient Chiefs arrived and exchanged a few polite words with the newly arrived Emergency Inpatient Chief, getting to know each other. After all, they will be working together, so getting familiar is not a bad thing.

"Manager Zhou, stay here and take back all your patients." Director Pan, seeing patients, said to each one in turn.

He kept a stern face, and his square face exuded an aura of authority.

The Emergency Department had not yet launched orthopedic surgery, and even the supplies for casting and splinting were lacking—something everyone knew.

"Hmm, I've notified the front-line doctors and brought one from home." Manager Zhou, though a bit effeminate, was no slouch in the Emergency Rescue.

"And the director?"

"He lives close by; a single phone call for surgery, and he arrives before we finish the paperwork on our end."

"Chief Meng, how's your side?"

"Director Sun is in the ward looking after his grandson; if there's surgery, he can go straight up." Chief Meng said.

He stole a glance at Zheng Ren, thinking, "Do we really need to handle General Surgery surgeries? Your Jizhenbingfang can probably handle them all."

Thoracic Surgery and Neurosurgery are the same; all necessary preparations have been completed.

The mournful wail of the Emergency Rescue Service vehicle sounded clearly from afar; at the same time, the Medical Department Head, covered in snow, walked in.

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More than ten years ago, when I was still young, it was a little New Year's Eve. I had a great time—fireworks, light snow, the same scene. I went home, went to sleep. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a call from the department for a major traffic accident rescue.