Doctor Hu rushed up and asked her, "Whatâs the condition of the injured?"
"It might be acute brain herniation," Xie Wanying reported to her teacher, pulling out a flashlight from her bag to examine the patientâs pupils on both sides.
In the dark night, the weak light from the doctorâs flashlight could only pierce a little gloom and failed to illuminate the light of hope.
After scanning twice, Xie Wanying confirmed that the patientâs pupils were dilated and non-responsive to light. Was this the terrifying brainstem hemorrhage leading to brain death?
A cold wind chilled Xie Wanyingâs heart.
The injuredâs condition is much worse than Sister Seoâs at the time; there seems to be no hope.
As Doctor Hu just said, her and Doctor Songâs abilities sometimes heralded the arrival of the Death God, possibly ending in helplessness.
No, she needed to fight till the last step; this was the purpose of her rebirth.
Xie Wanying placed her hand on the pregnant womanâs belly, sensing the life wave inside. As she had just opened the car door, she witnessed the childâs motherâs hands instinctively holding her belly, trying to protect the child.
"Severe craniocerebral injury; itâs a car accident. Thereâs likely other injuries elsewhere; itâs trouble," Doctor Hu listened to her report on the pregnant woman and the fetusâs condition, quickly reaching the same conclusion, saying, "At this stage, we can only send them to the nearest hospital to see if thereâs a way to save the child."
They urgently needed a vehicle.
The ambulance hadnât arrived, but the police car did. The traffic police colleagues were always like deities appearing first on the scene of car accidents.
The sirens wailed, piercing the nightâs silence. The patrol traffic police closest to the incident received notification from the 110 platform, arriving first, taking only a few minutes.
The van driver crawled out of the car himself and sat on the open ground, shouting as he heard the cars arrive, "Is there a doctor around? Iâm injured."
The traffic police didnât need to ask, just smelling the alcohol scent from the van driver knew who was responsible for the accident, saying to the van driver, "Just stay put, donât run around. Wait for the ambulance to take you away, check you out, and then bring you to the station."
Hearing the policeâs words, the van driver shut his mouth.
The traffic police hurried to the gray sedan, assisting others in rescuing people.
With the traffic policeâs help, the male driverâs foot finally got freed from the trapped shoe. With a slightly swollen left ankle, he limped as he walked, continuously pleading with the surrounding people, "Please save my wife."
"Whereâs the ambulance?" Doctor Hu inquired from the on-site traffic police about when the ambulance would arrive.
"Our vehicle was closer, so it arrived faster," the traffic police colleague, experienced with handling many accident scenes, cautioned them, "Itâs hard to say exactly when the ambulance will arrive."
Half an hour to an hour, waiting for the ambulance was a certainty. This place was on the outskirts, unsure from where the 120 could dispatch an ambulance.
"Thatâs not acceptable; the patient must be rushed to the hospital. Waiting for hours wonât work," Doctor Hu slapped his thigh urgently.
Finally, Shen Xifei, who walked over, witnessed Doctor Huâs urgent need to shout and was baffled: wasnât it said Doctor Hu was different from other doctors?
"How about this? Should the injured sit in our police car to go to the hospital?" The sharp-eyed policeman already judged their profession, asking, "Are you doctors?"
"Yes, Iâm a doctor from Beidou Third Hospital," Doctor Hu stated his identity.
Having completed the initial examination on the injured, Xie Wanying turned her head to report to Doctor Hu, "Teacher Hu, hurry and get the patient on the police car."