"You can't get on. There are too many people and no room." The driver stopped the three of them.
"My son needs an ambulance!" said Dahui's wife.
"Let the doctor take a look at the situation first. Not everyone can get on the ambulance in this situation." The driver said to her, pointing to Xie Wanying who just happened to be there. "She's a doctor. Ask her if your son can get on the ambulance."
Xie Wanying used the car lights to observe the condition of the child in the other person's arms.
The two-year-old boy nestled in his father's arms, tears welling up in his eyes, as if he was more frightened by his parents' actions. It was clear that the child was very conscious, with a lively expression, and no signs of heavy bleeding.
Nie Jiamin, who was sitting in the ambulance, nodded to the students, indicating that their judgment was consistent with hers: the new child's condition was not as serious as that of Guo Wengui's sister and could not be put on the ambulance.
The reactions of each family member to their child's illness or injury are different. Some are too indifferent, while others are too nervous. Dahui's parents belong to the latter.
Thinking of this, Xie Wanying tried to take some measures to treat the child and calm the family members: "I'll give you some disinfectant, you can wipe his wound first." She turned around and said to the old village chief who came out: "Please find another car to take them to the hospital. This child's condition is not as serious as the other two injured. The ambulance has limited capacity. Please ask them to take the next bus to the hospital."
Hearing what the doctor said in a second, the old village chief waved his hand to Dahui's family: "Please move aside and let the doctor go first."
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Hearing this, Dahui's wife became excited. She pulled up her son's hands and feet, and then spread out his little face to show it to the public: "Look, look carefully, his hands, feet, and face are all bruised like this, how can it not be serious?"
The scratches were painful, but the mother's pulling made it even more painful. The child started to cry loudly.
"Don't pull him, you're scaring him." Xie Wanying asked the family to stop pulling the child's limbs. The child was underdeveloped and couldn't be pulled like that. "Otherwise, you carry him to the ambulance by yourself."
I had no choice but to try my best to cram another child and an adult into the ambulance.
But they refused to do so. The family had only one request: they and their child must be taken to the ambulance. They had no right to care about the lives of other children.
Dahui's wife yelled at Xie Wanying's face: "My husband must go with us. We can't do it without him. Let the child get off the car. Did the child in the ambulance have as much blood as my son? What if my son has scars in the future? What is your relationship with Wengui's family?"
Good guy, questioning their doctors for disregarding human lives and opening a backdoor in an emergency. Don’t you think that they are relatives of the Wengui family? If the Wengui family has an undisclosed private relationship with their doctors, how could they not know? What outsiders don’t know is that doctors will not risk their reputation for such a thing.
When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain himself clearly. Who is more seriously injured cannot be judged by the blood seen by the naked eye. You have to know that becoming a doctor is difficult and requires years of study.
The couple in front of them clearly didn't have the rationality of a normal person. Xie Wanying was a little anxious and wanted Teacher Nie to escort the child away first, but Teacher Nie had just come from overseas and was not familiar with the domestic environment and was not good at Mandarin. If she didn't follow him, she was afraid that there would be communication barriers between the teacher and the county hospital.
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