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The emergency room really does present a bizarre variety of diseases, and even Director Li Baoshan, who's seen it all, can't claim to be able to handle every type of patient.
Early in the morning, around six or seven o'clock, another small peak in patient arrivals began, with young people hurrying to work who had mostly bumped or scraped themselves in their haste.
Or those suffering from toothaches so excruciating they felt like hanging themselves.
Chen Cang had noticed something recently—his luck seemed abysmal. Whenever he worked night shift, the place was crowded, just like the last time he swapped a night shift with Wang Yong, and now his own night shift was swamped with people.
Wouldn't it be nice if there were fewer people?
If the country was at peace and households were happy and prosperous, he could sleep soundly himself, and maybe even play some King after getting off work the next day if he felt up to it.