Chapter 752: [(752)] Go to the emergency room to pick up a patient Chapter 752: [(752)] Go to the emergency room to pick up a patient “Don’t laugh just yet,” Zhu Huicang turned his head and glared at Ren Chongda, “sooner or later they’ll drag you down too, pressuring you to hurry up and publish papers with us.”
“Don’t jinx me,” Ren Chongda retorted, his heart skipping a beat as he touched his chest.
Seeing that Cao Yong remained silent, Zhu Huicang pushed up his glasses and continued, “My wife has noticed it, and if she didn’t like you, would she visit your home? Would she let you teach her by hand? Haven’t you realized that she likes you?”
“I’ve said that I’ll wait until she graduates,” Cao Yong said with a very calm voice.
He knew well that his junior sister wasn’t in the mindset for romance at the moment, so he was willing to wait.
Seeing his serious attitude, the other two could only fall silent.
Despite his calm words, Cao Yong sent a text message to his junior sister: Vanilla ice cream is in my fridge; find a day this week to come over and eat it, don’t let it go to waste.
Xie Wanying, receiving the message about the ice cream Senior Cao had specifically bought for her, decided to visit Senior Cao’s home again over the weekend.
On Tuesday, during a normal workday around four in the afternoon, she received a task distributed by her senior.
“You go to emergency and transfer a patient into our department for hospitalization,” He Guangyou instructed her with his pen, “The patient is being transferred from the emergency room of another hospital.”
“Which hospital?” Xie Wanying clarified, afraid of picking up the wrong patient.
“The outpatient department at the Foreign Languages University School Hospital.”
A university student as a patient?
Hustling down the stairs toward the emergency room, Xie Wanying arrived and asked the nurses for information, learning that the patient hadn’t arrived yet, and then made a call upstairs. He Guangyou told her to wait in emergency until the patient arrived.
It had been a long time since she’d been to the emergency room. As always, it was urgent and somewhat chaotic.
Not wishing to disturb her colleagues working in emergency, Xie Wanying went to the entrance to wait for the ambulance.
The crowd at the entrance of emergency came and went, not much different from the outpatient department.
Among the bustling crowd, Xie Wanying glanced unintentionally and saw a little girl sitting alone in the corner at the entrance steps. She wore a white short-sleeved school uniform with short hair, looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, was slender with knees bent up on the steps, her head tilted back, gasping for breath.
Those who come to the hospital are ill, especially to emergency where everyone has urgent conditions, and at that moment, no one could care for anyone else. The passersby around were numb, completely unaware of the girl’s abnormal condition. The medical staff were as busy as spinning tops inside, how could they think that a potentially critical patient might be hiding right there? By the time a patient collapses on the floor, it might be too late.
Furrowing her brows, Xie Wanying hurried over to the girl to check on her before her patient arrived.
As she got closer, she could hear the girl’s rapid breathing more clearly; she was struggling to breathe.
An asthma attack? There were quite a few teenage patients with allergic asthma.
Xie Wanying approached the girl, bending down, she swiftly brushed away the hair falling on the girl’s forehead, touching the sweat on her brow–cold and damp–and observed her exposed complexion.
Her complexion was sallow and dark; her cheeks were a bit red, and her lips were an unhealthy color. Compounded with sweating too much in summer, the girl’s vision seemed blurred, and she was unaware of anyone approaching.
“What’s wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?” Xie Wanying gently asked the patient.
Uncomfortable; someone was asking if she felt uncomfortable. It seemed as if the girl had to muster all her strength just to grab onto her own clothes.
Seeing where the patient’s hand landed, Xie Wanying instantly understood something and pulled out a stethoscope from her lab coat pocket to listen to the patient’s heart and breathing.