Tang Xi's brow was slightly furrowed, her gaze never straying from the medical record in her hands. Clutching a pen, her pupils were cool and detached, "If there's no accident, I'm acquainted with the patient in bed 28. I'll cover for him first; when his family is contacted, they can reimburse me. If he wakes up, arrange for his transfer to another department immediately. Our emergency room can't accommodate so many patients."
"You know him?"
"Sort of. Can't just let him die here, right?"
Fang Wenqing looked at Tang Xi, who claimed to know the patient, but her pupils were cold, her attitude indifferent. As if... she knew him but wasn't close. Fang Wenqing nodded, "Alright then. Lu Xue, you keep trying to reach their family. I'll go to the operating room to see if they need help. Tang Xi, you take care of these patients in the ER, and deal with any emergencies that arise immediately."
"Mhm."
"Understood!"
