Chapter 1405: [1405] Bad
Xie Wanying: Her name is Liu Wenyu, she’s staying in the cardiovascular ward.
The cardiovascular ward, the department she got the knife from last time. Wu Lixuan chuckled: I’m familiar with that department.
Xie Wanying: … My childhood friend is too calm.
It’s unclear whether Doctor Yin is calm or not.
“Are they good friends?” Pan Shihua asked as he watched her text someone.
“Don’t you know? She’s the one who often sends supper to Yingying and is dating Doctor Yin,” Feng Yicong said.
“I mean, when a good friend gets sick, from a doctor’s perspective, isn’t the feeling quite unusual?” Pan Shihua spoke slowly, the difficulty evident in his tone.
The childhood friend trusts her as a doctor, just like Chen Chengran trusts Student Pan as a doctor. Xie Wanying understood the meaning behind Student Pan’s question and answered, “Treat your sick friend the same way you treat your patients. I believe you are equally responsible with all your patients.”
Stay rational, don’t lose your sense of proportion. Pan Shihua and the others understood the deeper meaning in her words.
It can’t be done.
The three boys looked at each other: The girl genius is indeed a girl genius, we can’t learn that.
Back to the emergency room, the Monitor needed to continue his shift.
It’s late at night, and there aren’t many new patients in the emergency hall, the patient flow sharply reduced, and several consultation rooms finally quieted down. Perhaps due to this, the emergency room wasn’t in a rush to call Li Chengyuan back.
These medical students were still hyped up, surprisingly without sleepiness, but they had to go back and rest as another day of effort awaited tomorrow.
“Grab your school bags, let’s go home,” Feng Yicong called out.
Before going to the intervention surgery room, they temporarily stored their school bags and other items in the doctor’s office in the emergency room.
The three students said goodbye to Monitor Yue who was continuing to be on night duty, and entered the doctor’s office to retrieve their personal belongings.
Yue Wentong stood alone at the nurse’s station, looking for his instructing teacher, Doctor Dong. With no patients coming, and the nurse likely busy elsewhere, she wasn’t present.
The internal medicine consultation room door opened, Doctor Dong came out wearing his white coat, ready to go to the duty room to sleep due to no patients arriving, just in time to see the students come back, he asked, “Has the surgery in the intervention room finished?”
“The surgery is done, the patient has been sent to the cardiology ward,” Yue Wentong replied, turning to face the teacher.
Doctor Dong seemed to tiptoe, glanced behind him seeing no one following, remarked, “Resuscitation upstairs.”
Doctor Dong meant their intervention surgery patient nearly caused a fuss but didn’t, instead, there was a resuscitation in the inpatient area of the cardiology ward. Yue Wentong thought.
“No,” Doctor Dong clarified as he noticed Yue Wentong’s misunderstanding, “General Surgery Department One admitted a patient today, right? They said that patient is your schoolmate’s high school friend. It’s him undergoing resuscitation.”
It’s Chen Chengran. Oh no. Yue Wentong’s face showed a hint of panic, subconsciously looking back.
The door of the doctor’s office opened, and the first one to walk out was Student Pan.
Yue Wentong looked at Pan Shihua’s face, praying silently: Please don’t let him hear.
No chance. Pan Shihua stood at the doorway motionless like a piece of stone, his black school bag in his right hand fell to the ground with a thud, eyes seeming fixated in some corner of the world, his soul not there anymore.
Following right behind him, Xie Wanying had heard the conversation between the Monitor and Doctor Dong outside, thus they could conclude Student Pan heard it. Now, her heart, like the Monitor’s, was slightly agitated.