"They're here." Before they even entered, a figure jumped down from the ambulance. With a tall and upright posture, he stood out in the crowd.
It was Ye Lingfeng.
He was busy helping to carry a stretcher, barely having ti to greet anyone. He turned to Chen Tuo and said, "Take Zhouzhou to the lab."
There were many experts there studying the virus.
Suddenly, Zhouzhou spoke up, "Dad, I need to check the pulse first."
She could only understand the situation by checking the pulse; the research data was incomprehensible to her since she hadn't learned that.
Ye Lingfeng thought for a second and nodded. Since they were already here, they couldn't just leave without doing sothing.
"Okay." He quickly assigned tasks, "Qin Ren and Jing Bai go to the lab, Zhouzhou, co with ."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly lifted the stretcher and Zhouzhou hurriedly followed behind with her little legs.
The operating room was already full, and new patients had to be temporarily placed in the corridor.
People were coming and going, and Zhouzhou nearly got bumped into.
Ye Lingfeng glanced back at her, saying, "Let's start. If the protective suit is damaged, change it imdiately."
"Okay." Zhouzhou nodded, and when she saw the little girl she had t earlier, she hurried over, taking her hand to check her pulse.
But within seconds, her brow furrowed deeply.
She had never seen such a severe situation; the outbreak was rapid, and the symptoms were severe.
With her brows knitted, Zhouzhou quickly took out a gold needle, climbed onto the bed, and opened the girl's shirt. In the blink of an eye, she had pricked her full of needles like a porcupine.
A passing nurse saw this and quickly exclaid, "Where did this child co from? What are you doing?"
At that mont, Liu Hanqiu rushed over and said, "This is my master; she can save lives, don't disturb her."
What?
The nurse froze for a mont, looking at Zhouzhou with surprise.
Before she could think too much, soone was already calling for her. Zhouzhou glanced at the girl on the bed and noticed her breathing seed to improve a bit, which made her expression turn to one of astonishnt.
Amazing!
Liu Hanqiu squeezed through the crowd and quickly reached Zhouzhou, checking the pulse with curiosity. "Master, her pulse is much steadier."
"It's just temporary," Zhouzhou said, her brow still furrowed, feeling at a loss.
Liu Hanqiu sighed, "It's good that we've temporarily stabilized her; let's buy so ti. Master, can you teach this technique?"
Though her insertion was limited, the results ca quickly.
"Sure." Zhouzhou nodded, imdiately telling her which acupoints to prick. Liu Hanqiu learned it in one go and hurried off to continue working.
Knowing Zhouzhou would need more ti to use the needles, the initial set was just too slow.
Ye Lingfeng had already prepared a basket of silver needles for her, filled to the brim, enough to treat hundreds of people.
Without the constraints of tools, Zhouzhou started moving more freely.
In just a short while, the corridor beca a bit quieter.
Other doctors also noticed the scene, their eyes filled with surprise as they watched Zhouzhou work.
So this is Divine Doctor Liu's master? Incredible!
But Zhouzhou was fast, and the virus spread even faster; the number of infections was overwhelming.
From the mont Zhouzhou arrived, she was constantly on the move. Midway through, Ye Lingfeng called her to change into protective gear, and the father and daughter sat on the floor, eating stead buns in silence. They barely exchanged a word before each of them went off to handle their own tasks.
It wasn't until the sky turned completely dark that they finally had so ti to rest.
The rest area was just a room hastily cleared out, with single beds cramd close together. When Zhouzhou ca in after finishing her disinfection, many of the doctors had already fallen asleep from exhaustion.
She tiptoed softly across the room, her chubby little hand reaching out to gently touch Ye Lingfeng's face, her eyes full of concern.
Ye Lingfeng reached out and patted her head, his voice soft, "Get so sleep now. We'll have more work to do soon."
"Mhm," Zhouzhou nodded her small head, wrapping her arms around him. Within monts, she was fast asleep, her soft little snores filling the air.
However, barely two hours later, loud shouts echoed from outside, "Doctor! Doctor! Help!"
Zhouzhou jolted awake, blinking in confusion as she took in her surroundings. As she saw doctors getting up and rushing out, she quickly threw on her protective gear and followed them.
Outside, rows of ambulances were lined up, their sirens blaring urgently, causing everyone's hearts to race.
Zhouzhou, clutching the freshly sterilized silver needles, quickly jumped into action once again.
Ye Lingfeng was also off handling other matters. The two of them barely had ti to see each other. Even when they did, it was often just a quick break, sharing a few stead buns before heading back to work.
The days passed in a blur. Zhouzhou lost track of how long she had been there. Every night, her arms, nearly too tired to move, would drag her back to the bed, where she would collapse into a deep sleep, only to repeat the cycle the next day.
One day, while Zhouzhou was sleeping, a sudden exclamation rang out in the room, "Dr. Wang!"
Zhouzhou jolted awake, instinctively sitting up and seeing a doctor suddenly collapse on the floor.
Her pupils constricted as she ran over, gripping his wrist to check his pulse, her eyes filled with panic.
She looked up, bewildered, and said, "I don't feel anything."
At this, the room fell silent for a mont. A doctor refused to give up, performing CPR on him. Soon after, a stretcher arrived, and several people worked together to lift him up and take him to the ergency room.
Zhouzhou hurriedly followed behind, her eyes unfocused, not quite understanding the situation.
When Ye Lingfeng and the others arrived, they found Zhouzhou standing there in a daze, her expression hollow as if deeply affected.
Ye Lingfeng's heart twisted, and he bit his lip before stepping forward to pat her head.
Zhouzhou looked up at him, her gaze slowly focusing as she called out, "Dad."
Her tone was full of confusion.
Ye Lingfeng replied softly and asked, "Are you scared?"
Zhouzhou nodded, "Mm."
She knew Dr. Wang; last night she had been hungry, and he had given her a bun.
He always smiled and was very kind.
He even told her he had a baby too.
But then, he suddenly collapsed.
What would happen to his wife and child?
"Dad, will Uncle Wang be okay?" Zhouzhou looked up at Ye Lingfeng, her eyes full of hope.
Ye Lingfeng fell silent, leaning against the wall, exhaustion heavy in his eyes.
He didn't know how to tell Zhouzhou that sotis, life is so fragile.
Seeing him like this, Zhouzhou's gaze began to dim.
She stared fixedly at the direction of the operating room, but before anyone erged, she suddenly saw a spirit drifting out. Her little face froze, and her eyes instantly filled with tears.
It was Uncle Wang.
Monts later, the operating room door opened, and a nurse pushed out a body covered with a white sheet. Everyone's faces were somber, yet they held back their tears.
Now wearing protective suits, it was inconvenient to wipe their eyes.
A doctor choked up and said, "He died from exhaustion."
Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts sank.
At that mont, the sound of an ambulance echoed from afar.
"Doctors! Doctors!"
Without hesitation, everyone rushed over.
Even Dr. Wang's spirit subconsciously followed along.
At this point, he hadn't even realized he was dead.
Zhouzhou looked at him, her mouth opening slightly, but she didn't know what to say.
Ye Lingfeng straightened up, patted Zhouzhou's head, and whispered, "Let's go; we have work to do."
There was no ti for sadness now.
Ti equaled life.
Thousands and thousands of patients' lives depended on them.
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