"Director Zhang, over here, over here!"
Under the guidance of a doctor from Guandu, the director of the county hospital's surgery department, Zhang Anyun, hurriedly arrived with an anesthesiologist, two assistants, and a nurse. He was in his early fifties, with graying hair, and had been in surgery at the county hospital for over twenty years. He was recognized throughout the county as the "top surgeon."
"Where are the injured?" he panted, "The one with cardiac tamponade, and the one with the closed abdominal injury—"
"In surgery, in surgery!"
"In surgery?"
"…"
He had just met with the doctors in the emergency department to understand the situation and immediately rushed to the operating room.
He saw Li Min at the door and the old director, noticing the bloodstains on their surgical gowns, and realized that the injured were indeed undergoing surgery.
But it should just be some simple preparatory work, right?
The elderly director stepped forward.
