The sudden turn of events left the medical staff of the Third Hospital stunned, standing frozen in place.
"Not good, the patient's aorta has ruptured. Quickly notify Dr. Zheng!" The young doctor from the psychiatric hospital was the first to react, shouting to a nurse beside him.
He then hurried to the patient's side to assess the situation.
"What's going on?! Didn't I tell you not to touch these patients?! Who cut this rebar?!" Moments later, Zheng Hairong arrived in a hurry.
Zheng Hairong's white coat was already messy, stained with blood and dirt, a stark contrast to the clean white coats of the doctors from the Third Hospital.
The young doctor pointed at the stunned doctors from the Third Hospital. "Dr. Zheng, they cut it. I warned them just now, but they didn't listen and even insulted us doctors from the psychiatric hospital, calling us trash!"
Zheng Hairong's brow furrowed, a hint of anger on his face as he looked at the male doctor.
"Qi Guang?" Zheng Hairong recognized the male doctor.
After all, Zheng Hairong was once a surgical expert and deputy director of surgery at the Third Hospital.
"Dr. Zheng, Deputy Director Zheng." Qi Guang's face paled with panic. The gushing blood had indeed shaken him.
He also knew that the patient's current condition was directly related to his rash decision to cut the rebar.
"What Deputy Director Zheng? He's just a regular surgeon at the psychiatric hospital now." At this moment, another man walked up behind Qi Guang, a mocking smile on his face.
"Zhang Yong? If you're here to help, you're welcome. But if you're here to cause trouble, get out!" Zheng Hairong's face showed anger upon seeing another male doctor.
"You're the ones who should be causing trouble here. The psychiatric hospital participating in the rescue? Don't you feel ashamed to even say it!" Zhang Yong sneered.
"Dr. Zheng, this patient is in critical condition, suffering from hemorrhagic shock!" the young doctor called out anxiously.
Upon hearing this, Zheng Hairong had no time to deal with Zhang Yong and others. He quickly examined the patient's condition.
Because the rebar had pierced through the patient's abdominal cavity, there were undoubtedly many bleeding points, and even the intestines were damaged. In such a situation, the possibility of saving him was almost zero.
"Dr. Zheng, what do we do now? Should I call Director Chen?" the young doctor asked anxiously.
Zheng Hairong shook his head. "Director Chen is operating on the semi-trailer driver. The situation there is much more complicated than here. Prepare the surgical instruments and get him into the ambulance. We're going to operate!"
"What? Dr. Zheng, you're going to operate here too?" the young doctor asked in surprise.
"We must operate immediately. He won't last until we get to the hospital." Zheng Hairong had made up his mind.
The young doctor's eyes were filled with admiration. He nodded and quickly ran towards an ambulance.
"Dr. Zhang, what... what do we do now?" Qi Guang, having recovered from his panic, asked Zhang Yong nervously.
A curve appeared on Zhang Yong's lips. "What are you afraid of? Didn't you hear? Someone's already taking the blame for you. Whether this patient lives or dies has nothing to do with you."
Hearing Zhang Yong say this, Qi Guang breathed a sigh of relief.
He was about to be evaluated for attending physician status. If this patient died and it was attributed to him, his chances of becoming an attending physician would be ruined.
"Then what do we do now? Most of the patients here have already been transported to the psychiatric hospital." Qi Guang asked again.
Zhang Yong sneered. "Take back all the ones who haven't been sent yet."
"What if they don't agree?"
"Why don't you ask the patients? Do they want to be treated at the psychiatric hospital or our hospital? I think they know how to choose. As for those already sent to the psychiatric hospital, when their families arrive, tell them we can handle the transfer to our hospital free of charge."
"Dr. Zhang, your plan is brilliant!" Qi Guang immediately gave him a thumbs-up.
A moment later, a minivan slowly drove up.
Then, several middle-aged men got out of the minivan, their faces looking solemn.
These middle-aged men were all heads of the Jiangcheng City medical department. Upon receiving news of the severe car accident in Jiangcheng City, they had rushed to the scene immediately.
"Director Jian, Director Chen! You two are so busy, yet you still managed to come here to supervise the rescue efforts. You are truly role models!" The middle-aged man who had been standing by the ambulance with his hands behind his back, seeing the arrival of these two, quickly stepped forward with a fawning smile.
"Are you Fan Yecheng? The new director of surgery at the Third Hospital?" Jian Zihao and Chen Hui asked the middle-aged man.
"Yes, Director Jian. I'm so excited that you still remember my name." Fan Yecheng continued to flatter them.
Jian Zihao and Chen Hui's brows furrowed slightly. They glanced at Fan Yecheng with a look of disgust.
Chen Hui asked, "How is the rescue work here? How many people have died? Do you have any rescue plans?"
Fan Yecheng was taken aback, looking somewhat embarrassed. He had only arrived not long ago and was not clear about these matters.
Chen Hui looked at Fan Yecheng. "Director Fan, as the director of surgery, don't you even know these basic things?"
Fan Yecheng immediately looked flustered and quickly explained, "We've been busy saving people since we arrived. We haven't had time to compile these statistics yet. I'll have our doctors come and report to you!"
Saying this, Fan Yecheng shouted towards the overturned bus not far away, "Zhang Yong, come here!"
Zhang Yong, who was chatting with Qi Guang not far away, heard the call and quickly ran towards Fan Yecheng.
Seeing Zhang Yong approach, Fan Yecheng instructed, "Zhang Yong, these two are directors from the medical department, specifically here to oversee the rescue efforts. Quickly brief the two directors on the situation at the scene."
Zhang Yong immediately looked at Jian Zihao and Chen Hui. "Directors, we are currently carrying out rescue operations. There are many seriously injured, but fortunately, there have been no fatalities so far."
"However," Zhang Yong paused deliberately.
"However, what?" Jian Zihao and Chen Hui both frowned.
Zhang Yong said, "It's like this. As soon as the Third Hospital received the rescue call, we rushed to the scene. However, we encountered some people causing trouble, which greatly affected our rescue efforts."
"Causing trouble? Who? I'd like to see who has the audacity to interfere with rescue work!" Chen Hui asked with a look of anger.
Seeing the anger on Chen Hui's face, a sly curve appeared on Zhang Yong's lips.