"You can't go up. There are too many people and we can't sit down." The driver stopped the three of them forcefully and said.
"My son needs to go to the ambulance!" Dahui's wife said.
"Let the doctor check what the situation is first. Not everyone can get into the ambulance in this situation." The driver said to her, pointing to Xie Wanying who just arrived, "She is a doctor, you ask her if your son can get into the ambulance." .”
Xie Wanying used the car lights to observe the condition of the sick child in the other person's arms.
The two-year-old boy was nestled in his father's arms, with tears in his eyes, as if he was more frightened by his parents' actions. It can be seen that the child's consciousness is very clear, his expression is alert, and he does not appear to be bleeding heavily.
Nie Jiamin, who was sitting in the ambulance, nodded to the student, indicating that her judgment was consistent with hers: the new child's condition was not as serious as Wen Gui's sister, and he could not get into the ambulance.
The family members of each child react differently to their child's illness and injury. Some are overly indifferent, while others are overly nervous. The parents of the Dahui family belong to the latter group.
Thinking of this, Xie Wanying tried to do something to deal with the child to appease the family: "I'll give you some disinfectant, and you can wipe his wounds first." She turned around and told the old village chief who came out: "Please, please." Get another car to take them to the hospital. This child’s condition is not as serious as the other two injured people, and the ambulance’s capacity is limited. Please take them to the hospital in the next car.”
After understanding what the doctor said for a second, the old village chief waved to Dahui's family: "Get out of the way and let the doctor go first."
Hearing this, Dahui's wife became excited. She took her son's little hands and feet, then opened her son's little face and showed it to the public: "Look, take a good look with your eyes, his hands, feet, and face." It’s all like this, can it not be serious?”
The scrape was a little painful at first, but it hurt even more when my mother pulled me hard like this. The child cried loudly.
"Don't pull him, you're scaring him." Xie Wanying asked the family members to stop pulling the child's limbs. The child is underdeveloped and cannot be pulled like this. "Otherwise, you can carry him to the ambulance alone."
I had no choice but to try my best to stuff a baby and an adult into the ambulance again.
But if they don't do it, the family has only one request: they and their children must get into the ambulance. They don't care about the lives of other children.
Dahui's wife yelled in Xie Wanying's face: "My husband must go with us, we can't do it without him. You let the child get off the car. Does the child in the ambulance have as much blood as my son? My son will stay in the future What should I do if I have a scar? What is your relationship with Wengui’s family? "
Good guy, I doubt that their doctor ignored human life and opened the back door secretly in an emergency. I don’t want to think that I am related to the Wengui family. If the Wengui family has an undisclosed personal relationship with their doctor, how can they not know about it? What outsiders don't know is that doctors wouldn't risk their reputations on something like this.
When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain clearly. Who is more seriously injured cannot be judged by the amount of blood seen with the naked eye. You must know that the threshold for becoming a doctor is high and requires years of study.
The two couples in front of them obviously did not have the sanity of normal people. Xie Wanying was a little anxious and wanted Teacher Nie to escort the child away first, but Teacher Nie had just come from overseas and was not familiar with the domestic environment and did not speak Mandarin well. If she did not follow, she was afraid that there would be communication difficulties between the teacher and the county hospital.
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