Opposite, the driver also had his mouth wide open, looking incredulously at Li Yuanyuan, who had already opened her eyes.
Did she really come back to life?
The other passengers were also dumbfounded.
Alive?
Wasn't she beyond saving?
Everyone felt like their minds had stalled.
Just now, everyone thought she was gone. After all, she had fainted for nearly twenty minutes with no sign of movement. It wasn't just a young doctor like Lu Xuan, even those big shots in large hospitals could only sigh without any rescue equipment—it's hard to cook a meal without rice.
But just when everyone thought she had no chance, Lu Xuan brought her back with a few needles.
How did he do it?
Everyone exchanged glances, not knowing what to say for a moment.
However, since she was revived, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling happy for Li Yuanyuan, and the blockage in their hearts was also released.
"Mom, Mom."
The girl, seeing her mother open her eyes, rushed forward immediately.
However, just as she was halfway, Lu Xuan stopped her with his hand: "Your mom just woke up. If you rush over like this, she might not make it."
Before the girl could say more, as Lu Xuan finished speaking, Li Yuanyuan, who had just opened her eyes, seemed to lose strength again, closing her eyes and falling into a faint.
The girl widened her eyes; I didn't rush over.
The others also took a deep breath, looking at Li Yuanyuan who had fainted again, and then their gaze fell back on Lu Xuan, their minds buzzing.
Your words are cursed, aren't they?
As soon as you finished speaking, she fainted again.
Lu Xuan, of course, didn't know what everyone was thinking; he continued with the acupuncture.
Li Yuanyuan's condition was very serious, not something that could be solved with a few minutes of acupuncture.
And it wouldn't take just one or two sessions of acupuncture. Even if she really woke up later, she would suffer serious after-effects.
Lu Xuan continued with the acupuncture, and everyone dared not speak, only communicating with their eyes.
The driver was also watching nervously from the side.
...
On the other side.
In the ambulance heading towards the bridge.
Director of Neurology at City Ninth Hospital, Ye Xiang, came along in the vehicle, looking anxious: "Drive faster, the patient's condition was assessed by an intern doctor on the spot as a stroke. If we're late, even if we manage to save her, she might have to spend the rest of her life in bed."
The ambulance driver smiled wryly: "Director Ye, I'm already going as fast as I can. It's rush hour now; I want to go faster too, but I can't!"
"Moreover, the road ahead is under subway construction, it's heavily congested."
As the driver finished speaking, he saw countless red taillights flicker ahead, with all lanes filled with vehicles, impossible to weave through.
Seeing this, Ye Xiang frowned: "This can't go on. By the time we get there, the person's already gone."
"Sound the siren," Ye Xiang made a quick decision.
The driver had a mixed expression: "Director Ye, with no patient on board, it's against regulations to sound the siren. Even though it's an ambulance, it would still be penalized."
"What a ridiculous rule."
Ye Xiang couldn't help but complain: "Just because there's no patient on board doesn't mean it's not an emergency. We need to hurry to save the person! Who made this rule? Look at the situation now, a patient suddenly has a stroke and faints. You call this not an emergency? What kind of situation counts as an emergency then? Ridiculous regulation, sound the siren, and I'll take responsibility if there's an issue. Nothing is more important than saving lives."
The driver rolled his eyes, wanting to retort, but seeing Ye Xiang's anxious face, he held back.
He glanced ahead: "Look, Director Ye, with so many cars, even if we sound the siren, it wouldn't help. The vehicles ahead can't even make way."
Ye Xiang took another look and cursed: "What's with constructing a subway."
Not only the driver, but the several nurses in the car also tried hard not to laugh.
In Director Ye's eyes, anything delaying a rescue was guilty.
"Director Ye, there's traffic police at the intersection. I'll go over and ask them to direct traffic. Otherwise, waiting like this won't work, just as you said, the person might really be gone by the time we get there."
A nurse pointed to the traffic officer stationed at the intersection.
Following the nurse's direction, Ye Xiang looked over and saw indeed two or three traffic officers directing traffic.
In Yong City during rush hours, most major intersections have resident traffic officers, especially in subway construction areas, where several officers are generally stationed.
Seeing this, Ye Xiang nodded slightly: "Alright."
The nurse quickly got out and jogged towards the intersection.
Ye Xiang turned to another nurse: "How long has it been since we received the call?"
The nurse looked down and hesitated: "Director, it's been nearly twenty minutes."
"Twenty minutes..."
Ye Xiang's face turned grim: "How far are we from the bridge?"
"Less than three kilometers," said the driver.
"Three kilometers, at this speed, even with police directing traffic, it might take about fifteen more minutes."
"That's over thirty minutes, closer to forty minutes." Ye Xiang looked out the window, wishing he could run there, but the emergency equipment was on the ambulance; if he got there without the equipment, he would just be staring helplessly.
"Forty minutes, the person will be gone by then."
"Director, try not to worry."
"How can I not worry?"
Ye Xiang's face was very upset: "In hindsight, we might as well have had the bus driver drive directly to the hospital. Either way, there'd be problems, but at least it wouldn't take this long. Now so much time has passed, even if we save her, the after-effects will be severe. The likelihood of paralysis is high, and she might have to spend her life in bed. Tell me, would you want to stay in bed all your life?"