Da Bing couldn't help but roll his eyes and jokingly said, "28 hours is the norm, 30 hours is average, 40 hours is just so-so, 50 hours is still a breath away, 72 hours is still full of energy. Help me up, I can still fight."

Emergency old man: "What do you mean?"

Little Ren Xinxin looked at the three adults with curiosity. She couldn't understand what they said, and neither could her grandfather. Suddenly, she felt that her sister in the white coat spoke so majestically. She wanted to be such a majestic person when she grew up.

Dabing explained, "After a 24-hour shift, you're busy until midnight the next day, which means you're working a 28-hour shift. Forget about getting some sleep at night. As soon as you lay down, another patient calls, leaving you with nothing but rest in bed. And you might not be done by midnight the next day. You might have to work overtime, and there's no telling when. Plus, some surgeries take three or four days, and they just have to persevere and get through it all. If you think I'm a good doctor, come and be one."

The old man in the emergency room immediately shook his head and said, "Only a fool would be a social animal working overtime." "I don't want to work such long hours."

Bai Yu had dark circles under his eyes. He didn't know how long it had been since he had a good night's sleep. Whenever he faced patients, his muscle memory would awaken and he would be instantly full of energy. However, once he relaxed, he couldn't even lift his eyelids and could only rely on drinking coffee to stay awake. Once he left coffee, his eyelids would close immediately. He had endless work to do and would become very irritable. Even though he knew that drinking coffee was not good for him, he still had to continue drinking it.

Ren Xinxin looked at the two people with admiration and wanted to share all this with her mother. Then, she hugged Qiqi and went back from under the curtain.

Li Nan tried to open her eyes and used her white, bloodless, and slightly swollen hands, which had been soaked in water for years, to grab Mulian. Her voice was so soft, like a mosquito's, that if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to hear it clearly. "Could you please help us get some food?"

Mu Lian was instantly captivated by this hand. Its distinct joints were long and beautiful, though its flaw was its lack of color. Suddenly, he thought of Lin Xi's pink and tender fingers. If Li Nan's fingers were as lustrous as Lin Xi's, they could easily be used as a hand model.