Sikong Jingyu lowered his eyes and nodded: "I will listen."
Shi Wan turned around and hurriedly entered the hospital. Si Kong Jingyu watched Shi Wan's back as it gradually shrank until it disappeared. For a long time, he couldn't take his eyes off her.
When I arrived at the department late at night, the emergency department was in complete chaos. I learned that a major traffic accident had occurred at the entrance of Xin Nan Road. A tour bus and a truck had collided, resulting in the immediate deaths of three passengers, 21 serious injuries, and 28 minor injuries.
Seriously injured patients are directly admitted to the trauma orthopedic surgery department. Some patients with minor injuries are admitted, while others are kept under observation in the emergency room because there are no beds available in the surgical department, and will be transferred there when beds become available in the surgical department.
The accident happened quite suddenly. All the staff in the emergency department who were off duty today and were able to return have been notified to go back to the hospital to assist the surgical department in treating the injured.
Because the emergency department is on the first floor of the hospital, patients going to the surgery department have to go through the emergency department, which is very congested at this time.
Shi Wan quickly put on her white coat and joined the rescue efforts.
Ambulances continued to transport patients back to the hospital. Those who needed to be transferred to the surgical department were transferred, and those who needed to be observed were placed under observation. After stabilizing the patients who had already been transferred back, preparations were made to receive the next batch of patients brought back to the hospital.
"Doctor, please save my daughter!"
A well-dressed middle-aged woman followed a stretcher into the emergency room, but her decent clothes were stained with blood. She handed Shi Wan a sealed plastic bag with both hands. Through the sealed plastic bag, Shi Wan could see with the naked eye a mangled, bloody severed arm with exposed white bones.
The middle-aged woman's voice was heart-wrenching: "Doctor, please save her! She's a pianist, she's practiced since she was a child, she can't live without... please!"
Inside the sealed plastic bag, the severed limb had been wrapped in sterile gauze. The injured man's arm was severed at the elbow joint, and a tourniquet was used to stop the bleeding above the wound, but bright red blood continued to flow out, a shocking sight.
After handing over the injured person to the paramedics that evening, they quickly contacted the surgery department and sent the injured person there to prepare for limb replantation surgery.
"Shuya, hang in there a little longer, you're saved." Shuya's mother comforted Shuya, completely ignoring her own head injury, where blood and shards of glass were mixed together on her forehead wound.
Lin Shuya's eyes were empty and dull, her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and her whole being exuded intense despair.
"Shuya? Say something, don't scare your mother!" Lin Shuya's mother waved her hand in front of her daughter's face when she saw that her daughter didn't speak, but she still didn't react.
At the scene of the car accident, Lin Shuya's mother saw some people die instantly, and some were even found with their eyes open when they arrived...
At this moment, Lin Shuya did not respond. Shuya's mother was instantly overcome with fear, her face paled with panic, and tears streamed down her face.
"Doctor, what's wrong with Shuya? Why isn't she responding when I call her?"
Shi Wan immediately bent down to check Lin Shuya's vital signs and found that her general condition was still relatively good, but the indifference she showed at this moment... was mostly due to the despair after losing her arm.
"Shuya, the surgeon is preparing for the operation. There is still hope for your hand!" Shi Wan comforted her.
After Shi Wan finished speaking, Lin Shuya suddenly raised her head, staring at Shi Wan with bloodshot eyes, and murmured, "Really?"
"Really, the timing of your arrival at the hospital is excellent. There's still time. You need to cooperate with the surgeon for active treatment and follow up with a full rehabilitation." Daily life is fine, but playing the piano again... Shi Wan didn't finish her sentence.
At this moment, all Shi Wan can do is to ignite Lin Shuya's will to live and ensure her safety. As for the rehabilitation training, it will depend on Shuya herself. Shi Wan really can't say how well she can recover.
"You heard that, the doctor wouldn't lie." Shuya's mother burst into tears of joy upon hearing Shi Wan's words.
Shi Wan looked at Lin Shuya with sincere and firm eyes: "Shuya, since some things have happened and cannot be changed, we can only try to accept them. What we accept will disappear, and what we resist will exist. Please, again and again, without ceasing, thousands upon thousands of times, without hesitation, save yourself from the world's troubles!"
Every word Shi Wan said seemed to have been hammered into Shu Ya's mind.
Shuya lowered her eyelashes, a weak smile tugging at the corners of her lips: "I understand, thank you..."
Lin Shuya's mother quickly wiped away her tears and held Lin Shuya's hand tightly: "Shuya, don't worry, Mom will always be by your side. Thank you, doctor!"
The operating room door opened, and Lin Shuya was wheeled into the operating room. Shi Wan looked at the closed operating room and wished her good luck.
When Shi returned to the emergency room late at night, she happened to run into Nie Shirong, who was returning from a house call. Nie Shirong was hurriedly transferring the patients she had brought back and was just about to catch her breath when a man with a ferocious face, bloodshot eyes, and bloodstains on his clothes rushed in. He looked around and had one hand behind his back.
Upon seeing Nie Shirong, he lowered his hands from behind his back, revealing a hidden knife as he charged straight at her, roaring, "Why did you bring the lighter people back first, causing my wife to die on the spot due to delayed treatment? Now that my wife is dead, I'll make you pay with your life!"
The man's voice was rough and filled with rage. The cleaver in his hand gleamed, flashing with a cold light, and he aimed it straight at Nie Shirong.
When everyone saw someone with a knife, they all fled. Those who could hide in the wards hid there, and Shi Wan also hid in the nearest office. Just as she was about to close the door, Nie Shirong pushed open the office door. In this life-or-death situation, Shi Wan could not push Nie Shirong out, so she could only quickly close and lock the door.
As soon as the door closed, the man with the knife angrily rammed against it. Seeing the man's determined expression, as if he were determined to break down the door and kill her, Nie Shirong hurriedly explained:
"Your wife was already dead when I arrived. Even if I brought her back, it would be too late."
"You're lying! When you arrived, she was still breathing. You saw that she was heavily pregnant and went right past her, pulling on a patient with an injured hand, which caused her to be delayed and die along with her unborn child. You must pay with your life!"
The man with the knife became increasingly agitated as he spoke, and he violently rammed the door. The force of his impact was so great that the office door wobbled precariously and could be forced open at any moment.
Shi Wan immediately took out her phone and called the security guard to explain the situation. Upon hearing this, the security guard called for help to come over.
With the office door on the verge of being broken down, and the hospital windows all welded shut to prevent patients from jumping, there was nothing else to do but sit in the office and wait for death.
"No, I didn't see your wife, so I went to fetch other patients!" Nie Shirong retorted, already sweating profusely with anxiety.
"You're lying! I called you as soon as you came, but you pretended not to hear me. You clearly saw my wife, but as a doctor, you didn't save her! There were still three months left, and the baby would have been born in three months. You killed my wife and child!" The man with the knife became even more agitated and fiercely swung the knife at the door.
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