So he nodded slowly, and he spoke slowly.

Tang You, who was lying unconscious, seemed to be sleeping peacefully, judging from the expression on his face.

Then Afu said anxiously:

"No, that's not the problem. The newly appointed emergency room manager said there aren't enough beds. All those who are mobile, conscious, and..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Tang You lying on the stretcher and said cryptically:

"Someone like Tang You can't stay in the emergency room."

The people in this small cubicle were both conscious and near death.

So what kind of patients are kept in the emergency room?

Silence, silence is the current cubicle.

Cao Feng, whose face was burned beyond recognition, slowly turned his head to look at Tang You, who was lying beside him and wrapped in sterile gauze.

In fact, since he and Tang You were sent to the emergency room, they did not receive any medical resources from the emergency room at all.

Their ethanol, cleaning water, painkillers, and sterile gauze were all provided by Huami.

"Then let's go."

Cao Feng gritted his teeth, his eyes dry and without tears, as if the explosion had dried up his tear ducts.

"We won't take up any more of the limited medical resources, let's leave now."

The day he was injured while saving someone, he never thought he would survive.

He knew he would die, and he had never been afraid of death.

He understands the difficulties everyone faces.

I never expected that I wouldn't receive any special treatment.