Great Doctor Ling Ran

Chapter 975: Would They?

Chapter 975: Would They?

Doctor Zhou lay in bed and could not quite fall asleep. He was unable to hold back from taking out his phone and checking for any missed calls.

On a normal day, this would be the period in which it was the easiest for him to receive calls.

People would call to ask him about what kind of medication they should take at night, confirm the surgeries he would be conducting at night, confirm the arrangement for tasks at night, and other miscellaneous tasks. All these tasks would usually be confirmed at this time.

Once the patients who were admitted in the afternoon were treated and their conditions were stable, it would be very easy for him to have a good night’s sleep.

Of course, Doctor Zhou was usually able to have a good night’s sleep during his night shifts.

However, he did not think that a good night’s sleep came by chance.

As doctors, they needed to work harder, be smarter, and be lucky during their night shift to be able to have a good night’s rest.

Every single time he was on shift duty, Doctor Zhou would go through the medical record of each patient and make some prior preparations based on the patient’s condition. He would also prescribe medication beforehand to those who were suited to receive medication. For those who were not in good condition, he would call for a consultation if they needed it or transfer the patient to other departments if they needed it. Besides, Doctor Zhou was good at winning everyone’s hearts. He would thoroughly check the fruits in the office and nurse’s station. He would not forgive young doctors and young nurses who ate the wrong type of apples. When it came to that matter, the head nurse and nurses on duty stood on the same front as Doctor Zhou.

In truth, many nurses preferred to share shifts with Doctor Zhou, and they even agreed with the discipline Doctor Zhou upheld and his respect for the local customs.

However, the situation was different today.

Doctor Zhou stared at his phone for a long time, but he did not receive any calls. He could not help but get up and take out his valuable, personal phone before he used it to call his work phone.

“The joy of contentment allowed me to endure the pain in my heart. The joy of contentment allowed me to endure the pain in my heart…”

His work phone rang just as he had expected.

“There’s actually a signal?” Doctor Zhou sighed and put his two phones on the floor. He lay down and tried to sleep.

Yet, he did not feel sleepy at all.

“I can’t fall asleep.” Doctor Zhou sighed. He frowned and thought, ‘Ling Ran’s around tonight so there shouldn’t be any problems with surgeries. But why do I have a feeling that something’s wrong? It’s impossible that I am paranoid…’

He looked at his phone again. The one thing doctors were usually most afraid of was their phones ringing, but it was terrifying too when their phones did not ring at all.

Doctor Zhou lay in bed again without getting undressed. He closed his eyes, and after three minutes, he got out of his bed once more to look at his phone. Then, he opened his closet decisively.

The closet was about the size of a 17-inch display screen. The inner part was mostly empty, and only a yellow box was found in the lowest compartment. It was just like a 17-inch display screen that had a small yellow case to put a CD player in it.

Doctor Zhou turned around and looked at the bed, which was covered with the white bed sheet. In the end, he chose to sit in a chair just like when he was seventeen years old. He used his hand and slowly touched the small yellow case… No, it was a yellow box, and he took it out!

Diced fish in black bean sauce!

It was the secret weapon of Yun Hua Hospital’s Emergency Department.

The attending physicians would only eat that on rare occasions.

Doctor Zhou stared at the Honor P9[1], which had seemingly jammed up, and he opened the lid of the diced fish in black bean sauce without any hesitation.

“The joy of contentment has allowed me to endure the pain in my heart…”

Dropping on the bed, the phone suddenly rang.

Doctor Zhou was first delighted before he lowered his head and looked at the salted fish, which had yet to be eaten. He frowned.

‘How ominous!’

While Doctor Zhou thought about that, he picked up his phone. “Hello?”

The resident doctor who made the call spoke anxiously, “Doctor Zhou, a boiler blew up, and the patients are being sent over now.”

Doctor Zhou’s emotions were inexplicably complicated.

One, he was feeling regretful. If he had opened the can of salted fish much earlier…

Two, Doctor Zhou felt relieved…

Of course, he also felt so tense that he could hardly put it to words.

In fact, three to four seconds after Doctor Zhou picked up the call and realized how tense the situation was, he became truly anxious. “What was the size of the boiler?”

“The size?” The resident doctor was dumbfounded.

Doctor Zhou wore his clothes calmly and licked the fish. He then grabbed the phone and said, “If a 600 MW boiler exploded, it’s an especially serious matter, and our hospital will not be able to handle it alone. So, what’s the size of the boiler? How many people were injured? Since the patients are on their way, where are they now?”

“I… I don’t know.” The resident doctor sounded like an idiot.

“How about the patients? How many patients are being sent over?”

“Um… Four ambulances, eight people.”

“How many seriously wounded patients?” Doctor Zhou helped him organize his thinking instead of acting like other senior doctors, who would scold the young doctors fiercely before anything else.

The resident doctor who was on the other end of the phone finally felt calmer and thought for a few seconds before he said, “Maybe it’s more than six people because the operating theaters need to be prepared…”

“I’ll come over now.” When Doctor Zhou heard that, he immediately wore his shoes and went out. He added, “I’ll call Department Director Huo. You inform the departments for consultation.”

“Which departments?” It was clear that the resident doctor who was on the other end of the phone was panicking a little.

Doctor Zhou tried not to scold him and slowly said, “The Neurosurgery Department, Orthopedics Department, and Thoracic Department. Once you’ve arranged a consultation and notified one department, note it down. After your mind is clear, just follow the standard operating procedures.”

“Oh… Okay.”

Doctor Zhou hung up and called Huo Congjun once again.

At the same time, the doctors and nurses in the Emergency Medical Center gathered together.

It was not surprising that Ling Ran stood in front of the doctors.

Without the presence of any third-string doctors, Ling Ran would naturally become the on-site commander.

“Ambulance ETA in five minutes.” The reception nurse quickly walked forward and reported.

However, the doctors on-site dared not relax in the slightest. If all the ambulances arrived together, five minutes of preparation time would hardly be able to reduce the tension in the air.

“How many are seriously wounded?” Ling Ran asked.

“Six are seriously wounded, and the other four are lightly wounded. Besides, there are still two more ambulances following these ambulances, and there are still some wounded patients on the scene of the accident,” the reception nurse replied softly as if she was worried that if she mentioned it, it would affect how many people were injured.

Ling Ran nodded lightly as he listened. “Have the doctors from the departments come over?”

“I’ve informed the doctors on shift.”

“Let them call as many doctors as they can to come over,” Ling Ran gave his order in a familiar manner.

At that moment, Doctor Zhou rushed over with his phone in hand, and he stared at Ling Ran in surprise.

With how familiar Doctor Zhou was with Ling Ran, he would not be surprised if Ling Ran actually said that he wanted to operate on all the patients.

‘But he actually told them to call as many doctors from other departments over?’

The doctors from other departments would not be like the young doctors from the Emergency Department and obey his orders obediently.

When that crossed Doctor Zhou’s mind, his heart skipped a beat. ‘Would they?’