The dicine shortage here cannot be delayed. Once the drug supply is insufficient, it could really cost lives. Compared to Abel’s emotional issues, this matter here is naturally more important.
After finishing the call, he imdiately made a call to Betty’s assistant, inquiring about Betty’s situation.
On the other end, the assistant quietly glanced at Betty’s expression in the car.
"She’s... okay."
"Is it that bastard?" Betty turned her face imdiately upon hearing the voice, "Tell him to go to hell!"
"This..." The assistant looked troubled.
With Abel’s status, how could she dare to say such things.
Betty gritted her teeth in anger, "Hang up the phone!"
Hearing her furious voice, Abel instead felt relieved. The fact that she still had the mood to get angry ant she was in decent shape.
"Take good care of her. I’ll rush over as soon as I’m done here."
"Okay."
The assistant hung up the phone, and Betty turned her face to the side.
"From now on, don’t answer any of his calls, and if he looks for , just tell him to go to hell... Also, don’t even ntion his na!"
The assistant could only agree for now, "So... where are we going now?"
Betty frowned, looking around. She noticed a man helping a pregnant woman on the roadside, waving at her car, and quickly spoke up.
"Stop imdiately!"
"Please, help us!"
Seeing her stop the car, the man hurried over, "My wife is about to give birth..."
Before he could finish speaking, Betty had already opened the car door, "No more talking, get her in quickly!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
The man repeatedly thanked her as he helped his wife into Betty’s car. Betty imdiately ordered the driver to head to the nearest hospital.
The car turned around and headed back to the mission hospital.
As soon as the car stopped, Betty, along with the assistant, helped the man get his wife into the ergency room. Doctors and nurses ca over, putting her on a hospital bed.
As Betty watched the two’s figures gradually fade, she sighed in relief and turned to leave, but saw two soldiers helping an injured man walk in.
"Quick, doctor... nurse!"
They shouted several tis, but no one ca over to assist.
It’s hardly surprising. Although this incident was resolved peacefully, many parts of the city had conflicts between civilians and the military, resulting in many injuries. The hospital’s ergency room was already overcrowded and couldn’t keep up.
Seeing this situation, Betty hurriedly pushed an empty bed over with the assistant.
"Get him on the bed first!"
A few people awkwardly helped him onto the delivery bed. A doctor rushed over and, along with the group, pushed the injured man into the ergency room. After examining the wound, the doctor quickly turned his face.
"Does anyone have nursing experience and can help ? The nurses are really short-staffed."
"I do!" Betty imdiately stepped forward, "I’ve done volunteer work."
"Great," the doctor nodded, "You wash your hands first, I’ll get things ready."
"Alright."
Betty hurried to the sink, washed her hands carefully, then rushed to the bedside. The doctor had already prepared the necessary equipnt. As the soldiers held the injured man, she stood by the side assisting the doctor.
Handing gauze, delivering dicine, cleaning wounds...
Just after finishing here, soone else ca in calling for the doctor.
The doctor turned to Betty, speaking earnestly, "Can you co help again?"
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