Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 236 The Little Swan Can’t Fly Anymore

Lin Feng, wearing thin home clothes and covered in starlight, chased all the way. He had to be faster to get the person back before the god of death.

Lin Feng took two quick steps and caught up with Director Shao, and heard part of the introduction to the patient's condition.

"The girl's mother died on the spot in a car accident. The girl's leg is preliminarily broken and her waist may also be broken. She also has skin trauma on her head. We don't know if she has intracranial hemorrhage yet. She also has abrasions on her upper arms and the condition of her internal organs is unknown. The pediatric and internal medicine doctors have already been sent there."

When Lin Feng heard that there was a pediatrician, he thought that the child should be very young and he didn't know if she could survive.

The emergency doctor sent Director Shao and Lin Feng to the elevator and left. He still had to wait for the traffic police to contact the forensic doctor. After all, they were the ones who took the little girl's mother to the hospital together.

The traffic police said the forensic doctor was handling another case at the funeral home and would arrive at the scene in an hour at the earliest. We couldn't just pick up the child and leave the mother on the side of the road to wait for the forensic doctor.

Taking the mother and daughter to the hospital together will make the family feel a little better.

Lin Feng saw a large crowd of people at the door of the operating room. He couldn't see clearly, and the traffic police were there too.

There was an older woman who kept cursing, and while cursing she went up to a middle-aged man and slapped him in the face.

Lin Feng thought that the patient's family was beating the perpetrator, and thought to himself that the traffic police was really stupid for not stopping them.

The older sister became even more agitated and cursed even louder, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"You can do it. You will die if you don't drink this horse urine at night. Why don't you die by yourself instead of dragging others down?

Do you know that your daughter is studying for the civil service exam? Do you know how late she stays up every day studying? You are ruining her!

Not only did you ruin your own daughter, you also ruined two other people's daughters. You are a bastard. You might as well just kill yourself.

Friends? Where are your friends? I want to see which one of them can go to jail for you or pay for someone else's life. Now they have all run away, so they are no longer friends who will stick by you at all times!

You can do whatever you want, you can still drink and drive! "

The elder sister was not satisfied with her scolding, so she slapped him twice. The man did not move, and let his wife scold and beat him.

Lin Feng could hear the noise clearly in the locker room of the operating room.

He was very glad that he didn't drink today, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold the scalpel steadily, so how could he be qualified to be a doctor.

Thinking about the stupid things he did last night when he was drunk, he felt very regretful now. Zhang Yan was a patient, and he actually got drunk at his house. Fortunately, he didn't do anything irrational, otherwise he would definitely regret it.

A few slaps will not help at all and is just an ineffective way of venting emotions.

Now that things have come to this, why bother doing it in the first place?

When it was time to change shoes, Lin Feng realized that he was still wearing Zhang Yan's slippers, and he felt guilty. Fortunately, nothing happened along the way and he arrived at the hospital safely.

After entering the operating room, Lin Feng realized how serious the girl's condition was. She had internal bleeding, intracranial hemorrhage, and multiple fractures.

Such a small body, but surrounded by doctors and nurses, there were dozens of hands constantly moving around her body.

No one spoke, there was only the sound of equipment and the directors' constant instructions.

Doctors entered the operating room one after another. When one group completed a stage of the operation, doctors from other groups would take their place.

It is said that when the little girl was delivered, she was still wearing a ballet skirt, and her mother went to the dance studio to pick her up after class. The mother and daughter walked hand in hand on the sidewalk, and the little girl shared with her mother that she was praised by the teacher in class today.

"Mom, the teacher said I am the cutest little swan. Look, let me turn around for you." The little girl broke free from her mother's hand, stood on tiptoes on the sidewalk and turned around for her mother to see.

The mother listened to her interesting stories quietly and looked at the clumsy little swan with a smile.

Suddenly, a car rushed over, and the mother subconsciously rushed over and held the little swan in her arms.

This little swan will never be able to fly again, and staying alive is her mother's last protection for her.

Suddenly a young nurse rushed in and said, "Director, the blood bank is running out of blood!"

1000 ml of blood has been transfused and the hospital’s blood bank is running out of blood.

"Blood pressure is dropping!" the anesthesiologist also gave a reminder.

"Open another intravenous line and increase the amount of blood transfusion. Contact the blood bank and ask those people at the door if they have any suitable blood."

The nurse got the order and rushed out again. The doctor on duty at the blood transfusion department had contacted the blood bank, who said they only had 800 ml of type O blood and would deliver it right away.

The door of the operating room was opened, and the young nurse stood at the door and shouted at the top of her voice: "Everyone, be quiet!"

The sounds of beating, scolding, dissuasion, crying...all stopped.

"The hospital is running out of blood. Who has type O blood? Follow me."

"It is me! I have type O blood! Take mine! Doctor, please, save my daughter." A young man immediately knelt in front of the nurse.

The nurse didn't look at him, but at the other people in the crowd. "Immediate relatives can't receive blood transfusions. Is there anyone else with type O blood?"

The older woman pushed through the crowd and walked up to the nurse. "I have type O blood. I'll do it."

There were several other patients' family members watching, and a traffic policeman also said that he had type O blood.

"Nurse, how much blood can be drawn from a person at one time?" The older sister had never experienced such a thing before. She was very timid and afraid of pain.

"About 400 ml," the nurse looked back at the older sister following behind her, "You're about 300 ml."

"Nurse, just give me 400. If 400 is not enough, you can give me more. My family owes it to that child."

The elder sister had been scolding for a long time, and occasionally slapped her in the face. But at this moment, she suddenly lost her fighting spirit. Although it was not her fault, she hated it.

Put yourself in her shoes, she also has a daughter, and she really can't bear it.

Finally, she sighed and tears flowed down. The scene was less than a kilometer away from her home. She ran there in slippers and almost fell several times on the way.

She followed the ambulance to the hospital, and she watched the mother and daughter lying on a small stretcher. When they arrived at the hospital, one went to the operating room and the other went to the morgue.

Her bastard husband was sent here by the traffic police. She wished she could be a widower, and she didn't want to see other people's good children being harmed like this.

When donating blood, the elder sister thought of her daughter who was studying in another city. She didn't dare to call her daughter to tell her about it. Then she thought of the child, so soft and tender. Even with blood on his face, she could tell that he was a beautiful and lovely child.

It's a huge sin.

After donating blood, the elder sister returned to her fighting state, not weak at all. She decided to beat up the damn man again.