Chapter 78

About twenty minutes later, the ambulance arrived. This was a pretty good response time. Zhuochuan knew the nearest hospital, which was only a few kilometers away, but it was rush hour, and the traffic was heavy.

The doctors frowned as soon as they saw the scene. Zhuochuan, who had seen many such expressions from doctors in his line of work, knew that they could easily tell which injuries were likely to be fatal just by looking at the scene. Falls from a great height were inherently severe, and the main issue was the internal organs, which were easily damaged and could cause internal bleeding. Even if the person seemed fine at first, they often didn't survive in the ICU.

However, Zhuochuan believed that Dong Ze would survive. He had just repaired his internal organs. The external injuries, though severe, were mostly fractures and superficial wounds. They looked bloody and scary to outsiders, but to professionals, they were not a big deal. The truly difficult cases were those where the person looked fine on the outside but had internal organ damage.

The doctors quickly followed the professional emergency procedures to lift the two people onto the ambulance. As a related party and a quasi-family member, Zhuochuan naturally went with them. As Dong Ze's boss and good friend, he couldn't leave at this moment. Of course, he also wanted to see how the "tissue repair" soul skill would be perceived by professionals.

While the ambulance was driving, the doctors performed temporary emergency measures on the patients.

"Are you the patient's family?" a plain-looking nurse asked Zhuochuan.

"Yes, I'm this man's boss and friend, and the other woman is his girlfriend," Zhuochuan replied, though he disliked that woman and Dong Ze had told him they had broken up.

But his mind was working fast, and he immediately thought about the consequences. If Dong Ze survived and the woman died, the woman's family might pursue criminal charges. By claiming it was a lovers' dispute, whether it was manslaughter or, in the worst case, intentional murder, the current law would make it difficult for the judge to sentence Dong Ze to death.

"Oh, so young and so hot-headed," the nurse said, having seen many such emergency scenes. From the elevator shaft, she could guess that it was a dispute that led to the fall. Otherwise, who would fall from there, even for suicide?

"Who would have thought, relationships are complicated," Zhuochuan replied. He wouldn't defend Dong Ze; such matters were always unclear, with each side having their own reasons.

"This man should be fine," a doctor treating the patient said to Zhuochuan. "He might have more body fat, so there's no internal bleeding. It's just a broken right arm, which shouldn't be a big problem. However, it's strange that the woman, who fell from the same height, is in much worse condition. She has internal bleeding and needs surgery and ICU care, but she probably won't last long. You should be prepared."

Since Zhuochuan was not a direct relative, the doctor spoke more frankly.

Zhuochuan nodded in understanding. He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the tissue repair was not only effective but also undetectable by professionals, unless they performed surgery and examined the internal organs, which would show new tissue. However, without a surgical indication, no doctor would take the risk of performing unnecessary surgery on a patient who was doing well.

"I'm in the medical field too, and I've seen a lot of emergencies. I understand," Zhuochuan said.

The doctor's face relaxed. The worst thing was when family members had unrealistic expectations of emergency care, which put a lot of pressure on them. Once, a patient had clearly died, but the family refused to believe it and forced them to perform CPR for hours. Even the department heads had to take turns, and they were so exhausted that they had to bring in interns to help.

Now, as a related party, Zhuochuan, though not a direct relative, could serve as a buffer between the family and the hospital.

"Do you have the contact information for their direct relatives?" the doctor asked. "We need to notify them immediately, and they might need to sign for surgery."

"I can sign for the man as his boss and friend. His parents can't be reached. As for the woman, I have no relation to her and don't know her contact information. Check her phone; it should be there," Zhuochuan replied.

The doctor nodded and asked the nurse to check the woman's belongings.

A sleek iPhone 6 was found, and the nurse unlocked it, frowning. "It has a screen lock password."

"5182," Dong Ze, who was lying on the stretcher, suddenly regained consciousness, but his voice was very weak. He said it once and then fell unconscious again.

"What? I didn't hear that. Can you say it again?" the nurse asked, not having heard clearly.

The doctor signaled that the patient had fallen unconscious again and not to press further.

The nurse was anxious. "What can we do? He spoke so softly, who could hear that?"

"It's 5182. Enter it quickly," Zhuochuan said, having heard it clearly with his enhanced hearing.

"Your hearing is really good. You must have very sharp ears," the nurse said, entering the password and finding it correct. She sighed in relief. The male patient was fine, and his boss should cover the costs.

But the woman was a problem. Not finding her direct relatives was a big issue. Without a signature for surgery, the emergency funds might not be covered, and the hospital would deduct from the emergency room's bonus.

She praised Zhuochuan and then found the contacts on the phone.

"I found it. I'll call her parents," the nurse said.

Zhuochuan stood by, holding the handle, thinking about how to handle the situation. As a leader, establishing authority meant being able to resolve problems caused by employees. Otherwise, a boss wouldn't promote someone who couldn't clean up after a mess.

The voice on the other end of the iPhone 6 was very low, but he could still hear it clearly.

"What? My daughter fell from the elevator? What exactly happened? Explain clearly!"

"I don't know the details. I'm just the emergency nurse. There's their boss; you can ask him," the nurse said, handing the phone to Zhuochuan.

"Hello, hello, what happened? Who are you?" a very anxious female voice asked.

"Ma'am, please listen. We are in the ambulance, and we are heading to the First Hospital of Qibei New District in Qibei City. You should come here as soon as possible," Zhuochuan said, giving the location to help them find it and prepare to come.

"What ambulance? How serious is the injury? How much will it cost? You're their boss, so you should pay."

Zhuochuan was speechless. Before even understanding the situation, she was talking about money. It seemed her behavior was a reflection of her upbringing.

"It won't cost much. Both have urban employee health insurance. But as a direct relative, you should come. You need to sign for the surgery, and if you can't make it in time, you can sign later," Zhuochuan said, knowing the hospital procedures well. If the family couldn't sign in person, they had to sign later.

"I don't care..." Just as Zhuochuan heard this, someone snatched the phone, and a man's voice came on.

"Where is the location? Say it again. We'll take the train right away."