Several middle school students read the message in her eyes and nodded. One day, maybe they could know why their classmates died suddenly, as a doctor, as they would, what would they do to stop such tragedy?

Time didn't wait for anyone, Xie Wanying turned around and jumped into the ambulance and sat on the same side with the squad leader. Seeing that the squad leader might hear them talking, Xie Wanying smirked the squad leader and said, "Squad leader, do you want to say a few words to them and encourage them."

Several children stood by the ambulance and did not leave, intending to watch them go.

When Yue Wentong received her words, she could only think of the comments from a group of classmates: When Yingying was telling jokes, she remembered to pretend that she didn't hear them. Because Yingying's jokes were too boring.

The only female top student in the class is not good at telling jokes, which shows that the genius is still flawed.

"No." Yue Wentong refused. The reason is very simple. As the squad leader, the guy who managed his own team has been in charge for four years and has no other leisure time.

The squad leader is always so cool. Xie Wanying smiled.

Seeing that Teacher Xin was in a bad mood, he sat in the passenger seat alone to relieve his depression.

The ambulance sounded the siren and left the school, with a slightly sad voice.

The night has fallen, and neon lights are everywhere in the metropolis. The busy day of adults and children go home to reunite. It’s just that a young patient is isolated from his family and cannot be reunited.

The medical staff in the car arrived and couldn't save anyone. They adjusted their mindsets to continue their work.

When he returned to the hospital, the car had not stopped. Sister Xu, who was also on duty tonight, ran out to the ambulance driver and shouted: "I'm going to go out of the emergency room again, master, don't drive the car away."

Today's emergency business is so good. The ambulance driver was about to get off the cab and rest, but he could only lift his foot back and return to the cab.

The nurse who was traveling with the car turned around and sat back into the car, stop moving.

Xin Yanjun leaned over and asked Sister Xu: "I'm going to get out of the car again, right? What patient?"

"It's not you, Dr. Xin. It's Dr. Li, a surgical patient." Sister Xu waved to let her get out of the car.

Xin Yanjun took two students out of the ambulance and walked over to chat with Sister Xu. When the ambulance came back from the hospital, she had to fill in the relevant records. Sister Xu also asked them about their visit to the hospital.

"A patient with myocardial infarction, at the age of fifteen, went there to dilate his pupils." Xin Yanjun spoke with almost no strength, and she felt depressed.

"No wonder you didn't see you pulling people back. I think, either the patient's condition is too mild or there is no need to be saved." Sister Xu experienced and spoke straightforward without saying a word, "Today we are in trouble in the emergency room.

None of the patients they went outside during the day were alive.”

Xin Yanjun was trembling. It was her turn to go out tonight. I would have known that she would have changed shifts with Dr. Dong last night. Dr. Dong's blessing was obviously much better than her.

Doctors occasionally talk about luck when they pick up patients. If they are dead like this patient when they go, the doctor is full of skills and can only useless. Doctors are not gods, and there is no magic to bring the deceased back to life.

"What patient?" Xin Yanjun asked her surgical classmate who was going to pick up, thinking about the luck of the surgery department tonight.
Chapter completed!