"Severed fingers. Ambulance ETA in three minutes," the nurse in front of the reception desk yelled before she quickly picked up another call.
Lu Wenbin and Yu Yuan quickly went to the reception door, put on their gloves, and waited with their hands held up in front of them.
An ambulance arrived in a flash.
"Excuse me." A resident doctor rushed out from behind him, cast a glance at the license plate, and picked up a patient suffering stomach spasms.
Yu Yuan cast a glance at the patient in the vehicle and whispered, "I'm guessing it's intestinal obstruction caused by constipation."
"Can't you think of something more positive?" Lu Wenbin walked two steps forward and returned to the front of the reception door.
Yu Yuan chuckled a couple of times and said, "The people from the General Surgery Department will be cleaning the feces, not you."
