Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s-Chapter 1823: Seeking Help Again
It’s understandable to feel that way, because even for a doctor like her, it’s hard to accept such things happening.
"My family’s experience might be the same as your family’s," Xie Wanying said.
Brother Luo’s eyes widened: What do you mean?
The same delay in the hospital emergency that led to death.
When he read this information in her eyes, Brother Luo’s body shuddered, and his hands gripping the bench slowly weakened.
Not saying much to avoid delaying the patient’s condition, seeing the family didn’t object, Xie Wanying immediately picked up her phone to contact Doctor Zheng.
She only had Doctor Zheng’s phone number. Doctor Zuoliang and the others were so busy that they assumed Doctor Zheng had given her the number and forgot to give her their contacts. Beep, beep, beep, a few long tones passed, but Doctor Zheng did not answer, probably busy in the operating room.
The frontline teachers are all extremely busy. Xie Wanying anticipated this and could only try calling another teacher. Without having other Beidu Third Hospital teachers’ numbers, she began searching her contacts for Teacher Tan’s number.
Asking Teacher Tan for help again, Xie Wanying thought: Teacher Tan probably sees me as a student who likes to cause trouble.
Teacher Tan had anticipated this and told someone to tell her on her first day at Beidu Third Hospital for her internship: If there’s anything, don’t hesitate to call.
Clutching her phone, listening intently to the call, Xie Wanying’s eyes showed a complex expression. For the patient’s sake, she hoped Teacher Tan would answer. On the other hand, she felt sorry for bothering Teacher Tan again.
The phone clicked and connected.
"Tan, Teacher Tan—" Unknowingly, her voice got stuck for a moment.
The teacher had predicted her outcome, which made her feel useless as a student.
"What is it, speak." Tan Kelin’s voice was perfectly calm, showing that he was prepared and waiting for her call.
No surprise, if she didn’t make this call back, she wouldn’t be considered that outstanding disciple who recently tidied up the Anesthesiology Department at his alma mater hospital.
After a while, sensing her excessive silence, Tan Kelin said: "There’s no time to waste in clinical settings."
Tan, as a doctor, understood that patient matters couldn’t be delayed and knew this disciple of his would call only for a patient.
Xie Wanying’s voice steadied as she reported the patient’s situation: "Teacher, it’s a suspected placenta previa patient, about twenty-eight weeks pregnant, currently bleeding uncontrollably, and needs an urgent transfer. I can’t reach Teacher Zheng temporarily and don’t have other teachers’ numbers. I can only ask Teacher Tan for help."
"Have them prepare the ambulance and send the patient directly to Beidu Third Hospital Emergency, I’ll go over," Tan Kelin had everything prepared, responding like reciting a script.
Teacher Tan coming personally? Xie Wanying was surprised.
"I have something to deliver to people at Beidu Third, it’s just convenient," Tan Kelin added, seemingly not wanting this student to feel too pressured.
Beidu Third is Teacher Tan’s alma mater hospital, perhaps he’s going to catch up with Doctor Cui. Hanging up the phone, she immediately notified the hospital here to transfer the patient to Beidu Third.
The district hospital staff were eager for the patient to transfer, quickly not charging any fees, helping them transfer first.
Brother Luo put down the bench in his hands. The police watched him, worried he might become emotionally unstable and cause trouble, while genuinely sympathizing with him as a patient’s family member.
