Han Xi and the other doctors and nurses moved all the medical drugs from the car into the temporary medical tent, and quickly got to work.
Injured patients were being carried in one after another, most of them wounded by debris, covered in blood and looking horrific.
Han Xi swiftly tied her hair back, put on a medical mask, and started treating their wounds without any delay.
For those with severe injuries, they could only do the initial treatment before sending them to the hospital for surgery. After nearly three hours of non-stop work, they finally managed to treat most of the wounded.
Han Xi, fatigued, rubbed her temples and reached into her white coat pocket for her phone, only to find more than twenty missed calls and messages from Lu Jinghan.
She dialed back, and Lu Jinghan's worried voice soon came through: "There was just an earthquake there, it's dangerous. Why did you run over?"
