Downtown area.
First People Hospital.
Five o'clock in the morning.
A young man was rushed into the emergency room with a torn arm and a comminuted fracture.
The surgeon had been working for a while before finally bandaging him up, applying a cast, and prescribing some medication.
Wu Xiaode thanked the doctor and was about to leave when he saw it had started pouring rain outside.
——It would be inconvenient to return to the mountain now anyway.
He decided to rest for a while on the chairs outside the emergency room until daylight when he would find a place to have breakfast and then go back to sleep.
Having made up his mind, Wu Xiaode casually found a row of chairs to sit down on.
Throughout the night, ambulances kept arriving at the emergency room.
This scene reminded Wu Xiaode of the past when he had to bring a friend to stitch up wounds in the middle of the night after gang fights.
Sigh.
