"Nurse supervisor, take him to the dorms out back."
After handing Wan Yunting over to the head nurse at the front hall, Zhang Jianlin hurried back to the senior wards upstairs.
There was another important patient whose treatment plan he needed to retrieve.
"This is your room. It's a bit messy, so you can clean it up yourself."
Leading Wan Yunting to the ground floor of the staff dormitories out back, the nurse supervisor opened a door to a humble room. Inside was a worn-out bunk bed, a tattered desk and chair covered in a layer of dust, and a corner piled with cardboard boxes.
It was clearly a room meant for storing unused items.
"The auntie from the emergency department is on leave today. You have one hour to tidy up the room, then go to the emergency department to get a work uniform from Uncle Zhang. Get to work as soon as possible."
The nurse supervisor gave Wan Yunting a disdainful glance, uttered these words, and turned to leave. She loudly declared, "I really don't know what Old Zhang is thinking, letting a rapist work as a cleaner in the hospital..."
Clearly, she had said this intentionally for Wan Yunting to hear!
Society was harsh, and for anyone who had been to prison, finding respectable work after release was almost impossible.
Although Wan Yunting felt it was inappropriate, he paid no mind to the nurse supervisor's sarcastic taunts.
He was only here to prevent his elder sister and the others from worrying.
An hour later, Wan Yunting had tidied up the room, but there were no blankets, pillows, mats, or daily necessities. It seemed he would have to wait until after work to buy them.
Emergency Department.
"Dr. Su, patient number twenty-three needs you to take a look."
"Got it."
A young woman with bobbed hair, her innocent face still holding a touch of baby fat, had bright, dark almond eyes that sparkled as if holding stars. Her nose was straight, her cherry lips pink and moist, like jelly, inviting a bite.
She was about 1.65 meters tall, wearing a white coat, but it couldn't conceal her petite and well-proportioned figure. Her feet were in a pair of white sneakers, caked with mud, suggesting she had been somewhere fun today.
"The patient's condition is basically stable and can be transferred to a general ward."
Su Ke'er, a newly interned doctor in the emergency department, was twenty-three years old and possessed a sweet, adorable appearance. After examining the recently admitted patient, she instructed the nurse to transfer him to the general ward. After signing off, she continued to examine the next patient...
"Wow, that little brother is so handsome."
At this moment, Su Ke'er spotted Wan Yunting, dressed in a cleaner's uniform. He was 1.8 meters tall with a buzz cut, wearing a mask, but it couldn't hide his handsome face. His sharp eyebrows exuded heroism, and his deep eyes, like stars, shone brightly as he mopped the floor.
"Dr. Su, that person is a rapist!" a nurse pointed at Wan Yunting.
"A rapist?" Su Ke'er looked incredulous.
The nurse nodded. "I heard it from the head nurse at the front hall. He was just released from prison, and Vice President Zhang secretly took him in to work as a cleaner at our hospital."
"I see."
Su Ke'er's expression was particularly cute as she found it hard to believe. Gazing at Wan Yunting, she pouted her small lips. "He's so handsome, he doesn't look like a perverted rapist."
"Could it be... he was forced into it?"
...
Several nurses stared in disbelief, collectively rolling their eyes. They truly wondered what was in Su Ke'er's little head, her thoughts so peculiar and perplexing.
"Stop dawdling, everyone."
Just then, a doctor rushed over and called out, "There was a gas explosion at a small restaurant on Dong'er Street. Many people were burned. The injured are being sent to our emergency department now. Prepare yourselves quickly..."
"Yes..."
Su Ke'er had no time to look at handsome men. She quickly joined the other doctors and nurses to prepare, all rushing to the emergency department entrance to receive the injured.
"What's wrong?"
Wan Yunting, who was learning to mop from the elderly cleaner, Old Zhang, watched as a group of doctors and nurses pushed gurneys to the entrance and waited in an orderly fashion, wondering what had happened.
"Something must have happened," Old Zhang said calmly, having seen this scene many times.
Soon, several ambulances wailed in, and numerous doctors and nurses hurried to receive the injured from the ambulances.
"Ah, it hurts so much..."
The injured wailed and cried out. Some had skin burned on their necks, chests, backs, or arms. The smell of burnt flesh stimulated the nerves of Su Ke'er and the other doctors and nurses, causing some panic.
"Everyone, stay calm..."
At this moment, a tall woman in a white coat strode over. She had dark brown hair tied up, wore a mask that revealed a fair forehead, a standard oval face, and long, graceful eyebrows. Her eyes were sharp and commanding, exuding considerable presence.
"Sister Jiang, you're finally here."
Su Ke'er greeted this woman, Jiang Tongxin, the director of the emergency department.
"Quick, arrange the injured orderly. Those with severe injuries, start resuscitation immediately..."
Jiang Tongxin was decisive and efficient. She immediately directed Su Ke'er and the others to orderly escort the injured to the emergency rooms, prioritizing the severely injured.
"Director Jiang, there's a severely injured patient here. Please come and take a look."
Su Ke'er and a nurse received an injured person from a private car. The person was unconscious, their face and neck burned black below the neck, a shocking and terrifying sight.
Jiang Tongxin walked over. With a gloved hand, she pressed the severely injured person's carotid artery. The pulse was weak, and there were signs of cardiac arrest. She immediately shouted, "Hurry and get him in for resuscitation..." As she spoke, she climbed onto the gurney and straddled the patient's abdomen, a somewhat ambiguous posture.
However, Jiang Tongxin's expression was solemn, and she paid no mind to the impropriety of her posture. Her eyes were solely on the patient as she began performing CPR, saying, "The patient inhaled a large amount of thick smoke, causing lung obstruction and difficulty breathing, and cardiac arrest. Ke'er, administer 1mg of epinephrine intravenously."
"Yes." Su Ke'er, her assistant, immediately complied.
Jiang Tongxin frowned. Seeing that CPR was not effective, she immediately shouted, "Intubate!"
"Yes..."
The urgent situation put the doctors and nurses present on edge.
However, under Jiang Tongxin's command, they proceeded orderly. She personally intubated the severely injured patient, attempting to extract the thick, smoky air obstructing the patient's airway from their lungs.
At some point, Wan Yunting stood outside, holding his mop, his eyes filled with curiosity. This was his first time seeing emergency department doctors resuscitating a patient, so he watched with a learning mindset.
"Director Jiang, the patient's heart has stopped," a few minutes later, the equipment by the bedside showed a flat line.
Su Ke'er's pretty face turned pale, and she stood there stunned.
Jiang Tongxin's expression was grave. Outside, family members were crying, "Save my husband..."
Jiang Tongxin removed her hands from the patient. Accustomed to life and death separations, her gaze was indifferent, preparing to pronounce the patient dead...
"He can still be saved!"
Suddenly, a voice interrupted her. It was Wan Yunting from the doorway. Before Jiang Tongxin or Su Ke'er could react, he walked in and placed his hands on the patient's abdomen and chest in a straight line. With a practiced motion, Wan Yunting patted the patient's abdomen.
His fingers measured acupoints, and he firmly pressed the Tanzhong acupoint on the patient's chest. Jiang Tongxin, standing at the patient's head, immediately saw a plume of smoky, turbid air emerge from the tube in the patient's mouth.
"The turbid air is coming out..."
A nurse exclaimed in surprise. Jiang Tongxin and the other doctors and nurses were all astonished. Wan Yunting's hands hadn't stopped; he gently pressed several acupoints on the patient's chest.
"Beep..."
Immediately, the heart monitor line on the equipment began to fluctuate, and the patient's heartbeat resumed.
"The heartbeat has returned..."
Su Ke'er shouted excitedly.
Jiang Tongxin and the other doctors and nurses also came to their senses, looking at the man who had suddenly entered with disbelief. He was still wearing a cleaner's uniform...
Earlier, their efforts for over ten minutes had failed to save the patient.
And now, this cleaner, with a few simple pats on the patient's abdomen and chest, had brought back a patient who was beyond saving, snatching them from the clutches of death.
Jiang Tongxin looked up at the man, her eyes transformed...