Chapter 157: [157] Stand up and step forward

Ordinary people don’t know that there are many types of heart disease. Traffic police only know that many heart disease patients carry nitroglycerin tablets, assuming all heart disease patients should be taking nitroglycerin.

How could the young man possibly have a myocardial infarction? The symptoms don’t match that condition; it doesn’t seem like a vascular issue, but more likely something to do with the valves or other parts within the heart. Without diagnostic equipment and clear understanding of the condition, doctors dare not administer medication recklessly, especially when the blood pressure and heart rate aren’t critically low. One wrong injection could kill rather than save the patient.

Patients with such heart conditions need to be monitored even when given injections, and right now, that’s simply not possible. The best course of action would be to quickly get him to a hospital for treatment, which might require emergency surgery.

The reality is, the young man doesn’t have priority for the ambulance and must wait patiently.

Doctors have to be cruel at times like this. Doctor Jiang tries to reassure the patient, “Don’t worry, as soon as another car arrives, I’ll let you get on.”

The young man doesn’t believe these words; he can tell it’s a lie from Doctor Jiang’s eyes. He has heard the same lie from several other doctors before.

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Zhao Zhaowei rubs his sore nose, feeling truly distressed by the scene before him.

“Doctor, it’s a child, come and see!” a firefighter calls out loudly for the doctor.

“Wait a minute!” Doctor Jiang snaps angrily at the firefighter trying to pull him away.

To a doctor, every life is equal; it’s not a matter of comparing who is older or younger.

The young man closes his eyes, resigned to meet his fate when suddenly, a voice reaches his ears.

“Teacher Jiang, let me escort him to our hospital in the traffic police car,”

Isn’t that voice his classmate? Zhao Zhaowei turns his head in surprise to look.

There indeed stands Xie Wanying, stepping forward to volunteer in front of Doctor Jiang.

Zhao Zhaowei’s brain freezes: He wonders how she dare say such a thing. They are only interns.

The young man opens his eyes to look at Xie Wanying: Can he trust this young woman doctor?

“I just heard it from the nurse teacher on the road; we have two emergency kits in the ambulance and spare oxygen bags, all prepared for situations like this. I can take these emergency supplies and escort him back. I know how to perform CPR and other emergency procedures,” Xie Wanying says each word with force.

A hush falls over the onlookers.

The firefighter stares blankly at Xie Wanying, thinking he has never seen a doctor speak with the same force and strong determination to save someone at all costs as their firefighters do.

“If anything happens on the way, I will call and keep in contact with the teacher,” Xie Wanying adds forcefully.

Doctor Jiang’s mind races as he turns back.

The young man’s eyes are full of pleading; it’s a plea for life, to live!

Waiting for another ambulance might be too late. Sending him now to Guoxie would definitely be better for the young man because Guoxie Cardiothoracic Surgery is the best in the nation.

He can’t refuse any longer, or else the patient’s morale will collapse.

It’s a gamble, and sometimes doctors must take it, the courage to bet against fate itself.

“Alright, you go, call me if anything happens, or call our hospital,” Doctor Jiang nods, allowing Xie Wanying to act while reminding her to be careful.

“I got it, Teacher Jiang.” Having received permission from her teacher, Xie Wanying runs quickly towards the ambulance to gather supplies.

Is he finally leaving? Hearing Doctor Jiang’s words, the young man’s tears stream down uncontrollably: He might escape from here, there’s hope yet!