Fortunately, the emergency room at Mingren Hospital is large enough.

Otherwise, it would not be able to accommodate so many injured people.

For such a long time, the entire hospital has been operating at high speed.

Li Mingqing came out of the operating room pinching his shoulders. When he looked up, he saw a person covered in blood on the stool.

He quickly went over and asked, "Are you a passenger on the bus? Have you seen a doctor?"

The man raised his head. It was Zhuo Yongchun, a reporter from People's Daily.

Zhuo Yongchun gave him a difficult smile.

"It's you. I thought you were injured. Are you sure you're not injured? Why is there so much blood on you?"

"As soon as I learned about the accident, I went to the scene immediately. When faced with a man-made disaster, you can't just stand by and watch. You have to save as many people as you can. The driver and I came to the hospital together. Is he okay?"

Li Mingqing said: "His life was saved, but his leg was not."

"It's good that he was rescued. I saw it clearly at the scene. The driver was lucky. If he had been even five millimeters away, he would have lost his head."

Seeing Zhuo Yongchun's tired look, he said, "Go back and have a good rest."

"Director Li, to be honest, this accident has had a significant impact on me and may have left a psychological scar."

Zhuo Yongchun analyzed to himself.

In fact, the accident was not serious and no passengers lost any limbs.

But he heard the driver's screams and saw the driver's bloody legs.

The impact is not small.

Li Mingqing: "You've recovered from the earthquake, so this won't be a problem either."

"Ah, I cried a lot in the disaster area as a grown man. It's still painful to think about it now. My family was broken up, I was displaced, and so many people died. I haven't recovered since returning from the disaster area."

Zhuo Yongchun choked up as he spoke.

Anyone who sees the tragic conditions in the earthquake-stricken areas will find it hard to accept.

"The government has allocated funds to rebuild homes, the people in the disaster-stricken areas are resilient, and with the care and support from all walks of life, things are getting better little by little."

"I heard that Mingren Hospital and Jiaxue Pharmacy donated a lot of money to the disaster area."

"Not much."

Zhuo Yongchun said admiringly, "President Li, your donation amount is definitely in the top three, maybe even first."

"It doesn't matter how much. We are fellow Chinese and it's a token of my appreciation." Li Mingqing said calmly.

"That's right, that's the truth. I also donated some money, but I can't compare to you."

"Look at you, you're competing again! Whether it's a little or a lot, we're all working together. Working together, we can definitely create a better home."

Li Mingqing consoled him.

Journalists are used to seeing the fickleness of human nature, the cruelty of the world, and natural disasters, which can easily lead to psychological trauma.

Look at Zhuo Yongchun now, the string in his heart is too tight.

It's time to relax and unwind.

Otherwise, problems will accumulate and occur sooner or later.

"Reporter Zhuo, why don't you change your job? Stop being a field reporter and take a break for half a year," Li Mingqing suggested.

"Dean Li, thank you. I'll think about it."

Since he was a child, his dream has been to become a live reporter and rush to the scene to report when the news breaks.

But his current physical condition does require him to adjust his job position.