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In the emergency room, the beeping alarms of the cardiac monitor seemed never-ending, as if they were about to explode on the spot.

Nurses ran back and forth between the pharmacy and the emergency room with syringes full of medication.

A physician inside was performing chest compressions on a patient, as sweat poured like a waterfall from his forehead.

This was the situation in internal medicine. Surgery was equally on the brink of collapse from busyness.

On the long bench outside the clinic, several patients were seated, all waiting for surgical wound cleaning and suturing. Some of the family members couldn't stand waiting, got up and angrily shouted at the doctor, "Is there only one doctor stitching wounds? How long do we have to wait?"

Patients either do not come, or they like to gather in crowds, and the doctors can't help it.

Doctors, busy to the point of exhaustion, can only hold their temper and avoid arguing with the patient's family.

The emergency room was like a tinderbox ready to explode. Seeing the situation, the oncoming doctors naturally picked up the pace, pumping themselves with adrenaline to prepare for the night ahead.

Xie Wanying saw Doctor Dong's figure in the corridor and called out, "Teacher Dong—"

Not hearing her call, Doctor Dong jogged toward the Observation Room.

Seeing this, Xie Wanying quickly followed.

The Observation Room was crammed full of patients, with family members crowding the entrance. Doctors struggled to pass through the middle. There weren't enough beds and chairs inside, leaving some family members sitting on the floor because they were too exhausted.

After catching his breath, Doctor Dong found the colleague who worked during the day and asked, "What's the situation?"

"It's been very busy today, as you can see. I guess it won't be much better for you tonight. Doctor Chen is stuck in the emergency room and can't come out. You'd better go and take over the patients from him," said the colleague.

"What kind of patient is in the emergency room?" Doctor Dong asked, worried about taking over a dying one.

"Heart attack, brought in too late," the colleague said.

For an acute heart attack patient, getting to the hospital fast is crucial, or it might be too late.

"Can't do an interventional surgery, didn't call in cardiothoracic surgery?" Doctor Dong asked.

"His pupils were dilated upon arrival, not even a deity could save him."

Doctor Dong sighed; doctors aren't deities.

"Teacher Dong." Xie Wanying approached her teacher from behind and said.

Turning around to her, Doctor Dong said, "I had your class monitor look for you and Teacher Xin."

"Teacher Dong, where is Teacher Xin?"

"She's going on an ambulance run. Quickly run to the ambulance area," Doctor Dong directed her.

During the day-night shift handover, a call from 120 dispatched their hospital's ambulance. At this time, it should be the night shift doctors going out, as the two doctors on day duty were already overwhelmed. So Doctor Dong coordinated with Xin Yanjun over the phone, with him handling the handover with the day staff, and Xin Yanjun taking the ambulance run.

Following Teacher Dong's instructions, Xie Wanying turned around and ran outside.

The ambulance was ready and parked at the entrance of the emergency department. A nurse carried the emergency medical kit and boarded the ambulance.

Xin Yanjun was conversing with the emergency nurse who took the 120 call, trying to gather as much information as possible about the patient's condition on site before the ambulance left, to be fully prepared and prevent chaos upon arrival.

Standing behind her was Yue Wentong, listening to the nurse's report together.

"The call for help came from a school, a junior high student suddenly fainted. The specific cause of the fainting is unclear; 120 couldn't clarify, and the person at the scene calling couldn't clarify either," the nurse said.

Did the student faint due to hypoglycemia? Or was it sudden orthostatic hypotension dizziness?