This is most likely a case of medical malpractice, or perhaps a quarrel between patients.
A group of security guards arrived shortly after, and Bai Jiaojiao quickly stepped back to the side.
She heard someone inside calling "Dr. Wen," and a bad feeling suddenly crept into her heart.
"What happened? Who got into trouble?" Bai Jiaojiao started to squeeze in, grabbing someone and asking.
"I don't know either, I'm just a patient."
Someone ahead said, "It seems a doctor was hacked to death."
"Make way, everyone make way! Quick, make way!"
A stretcher was wheeled out, and Shu Manling stood beside it, pressing on the wound of the person lying on the stretcher to stop the bleeding.
Bai Jiaojiao's vision was all red, but she could still make out Wen Cheng's face.
"Teacher Wen!"
Bai Jiaojiao didn't dare delay the emergency treatment, and watched helplessly as Wen Cheng was wheeled away.
Then the man who had attacked people with a knife was also subdued by security guards. Two guards twisted the man's shoulders and led him out, while another guard carried a bloodstained knife. The onlookers immediately backed away.
Bai Jiaojiao glanced at Wen Cheng's office, where blood was splattered all over the room. Even she, a medical student, couldn't bear to look at it. A bystander outside was so frightened that his legs went weak.
"Sister, what should we do?" Yang Fenglin's hands were covered in blood, and he was also injured. It seemed that he had gone up to help.
He didn't feel any pain, but he had only one thought: it was all over.
"They all say that only Director Wen can perform this surgery, and no one else can."
"What to do, what to do..."
"Sis, what are we going to do about Dad...?"
"what to do......"
Seeing Yang Fenglin's dazed look, Bai Jiaojiao quickly pulled him aside and asked the nurse to treat his wound.
"This needs stitches. I'll take you there."
Yang Fenglin's right arm was slashed deeply by the knife, which showed that the assailant had murderous intent.
Hearing the noise outside subside, Du Ying came out and was shocked to see Bai Jiaojiao pulling Yang Fenglin, who was covered in blood: "Fenglin, what happened? What just happened?"
"Mom, Director Wen has been killed!"
Yang Fenglin was momentarily brought back to his senses upon hearing Du Ying's voice.
"What?"
Du Ying was probably frightened, and she also felt a sudden darkness before her eyes.
"Mom, what should we do about Dad's surgery? It's all my fault, I was too late."
After Yang Fenglin finished speaking, Du Yingcai realized, "Yes, your father's surgery..."
"Fenglin, go and bandage the wound first. Your uncle will definitely be able to have a surgery."
Bai Jiaojiao could only offer this kind of comfort now, otherwise Yang Fenglin would bleed to death. Du Ying was worried about Yang Changping, but she also had to take care of Yang Fenglin.
"Sister, go and ask Director Wen about his condition. I'm fine, I can handle it myself. Mom, go take care of Dad, he can't see right now, don't let him worry."
Yang Fenglin followed the nurse. He was a grown man; he didn't need to go to his mother for such a minor injury.
Bai Jiaojiao was also worried about Wen Cheng's situation. She inquired about their whereabouts and went to the emergency operating room, where she saw Shu Manling still at the door.
"Shu Manling, how is Teacher Wen doing?"
Shu Manling sat in a chair, her hands covered in blood, looking dejected. "Teacher Wen's carotid artery has been severed. The hospital has notified his family. Whether he can be saved or not, we can only leave it to fate."
How could such a thing happen?
“I know that man. He’s caused trouble more than once. Teacher Wen performed surgery on his mother, and she recovered well at the time. However, when she went back to recuperate, she developed some aftereffects. This man believes that it’s a problem with Teacher Wen’s surgery and keeps coming over to cause trouble.”
Looking back now, Shu Manling realizes that they didn't take it seriously enough the previous times.
She looked at the blood on her hands, saying, "Luckily, your cousin went over there. Otherwise, this man with a knife wouldn't let anyone pass, and Teacher Wen would have bled to death."
"Teacher Wen saved so many people, he will surely be blessed."
Bai Jiaojiao sat next to Shu Manling, keeping her company as they waited.
When someone confided in her, Shu Manling suddenly burst into tears: "Teacher Wen was closer to me than my own father. At that time, I had just graduated and didn't receive any subsidies from the school or a salary from the hospital. I had no money, and I ate at Teacher Wen's house for a whole month. He said he thought highly of me and taught me everything. He was like a second parent to me. How could I accept it if something happened to him?"
Teacher Wen Cheng is indeed a good person. Bai Jiaojiao had taken his classes for a semester and knew that he was a gentle person.
Bai Jiaojiao patted Shu Manling's back, not knowing what to say to comfort her.
Soon, Wen Cheng's family arrived after hearing the news. Upon seeing Shu Manling, they anxiously inquired about the situation.
"Madam, I'm so sorry, so sorry..."
"Don't apologize to me, just tell me, what happened to him? What happened to him?"
Madam Wen was losing her temper, and Shu Manling couldn't give a coherent explanation. Madam Wen grabbed Shu Manling's clothes and demanded an explanation.
Bai Jiaojiao quickly separated the two: "Teacher's wife, Teacher Wen is in the operating room right now. Please don't get agitated. Wait a moment. The perpetrator has been caught, so don't worry. Calm down first. Nobody wants to see something like this happen."
Bai Jiaojiao persuaded Madam Wen to sit down. She sat between the two women, one wiping away tears, and she was also extremely anxious.
The operating room indicator light went out, and the three of them immediately stood up and rushed towards the operating room door.
A doctor came out and shook his head at Mrs. Wen.
"What do you mean? What do you mean?!"
Mrs. Wen grabbed the doctor by the collar, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Sister-in-law, please accept our condolences. We did our best."
Madam Wen's legs went weak, and she sat down on the ground.
Shu Manling was also completely exhausted.
Upon hearing the news, Bai Jiaojiao felt a tightness in her chest. Fate was cruel; she had been talking to Teacher Wen Cheng that morning, and now, just a few hours later, Teacher Wen had suffered this misfortune.
Later, Professor Wen's son arrived and collected Professor Wen's body. After this incident, the entire neurology department was in a slump.
Yang Fenglin was stunned for a long time when he heard that Wen Cheng was dead.
"Alright, Feng Lin, everyone has their own fate. So be it if you're blind."
Yang Changping's stroke was not an ordinary cerebral hemorrhage. Only Wen Cheng could restore his sight. If another doctor were to perform the procedure, his life would be safe, but the chances of regaining his sight would be slim.
Bai Jiaojiao looked at Yang Changping and felt a little sad.
Shu Manling is now filled with self-blame. She keeps saying that she shouldn't have gone out to eat with Bai Jiaojiao at noon, and should have stayed by Wen Cheng's side instead.
Seeing her like this, Bai Jiaojiao comforted her, "Don't take the blame on yourself. It's clearly the patient's family's fault. According to you, it's ultimately my fault for coming to you."
“That’s not what I meant,” Shu Manling said. “It’s just that your uncle’s surgery could have been done tomorrow.”
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