Chapter 238: The Doctor Without Medical Ethics! [More to Add]

"Doctor! Doctor! Please save him!"

Amidst a chorus of panicked shrieks, a group of people rushed in through the hospital's entrance.

These individuals, each with disheveled hair and faces covered in dirt and cement, were wearing ragged clothes; they were a group of six or seven construction workers.

Their faces were purple from the harsh sun, their hands were calloused, and each of them wore cloth shoes, tracking mud all over the hospital hall's floor as they entered.

Among them, a worker was carrying a man who was covered in blood and had already lost consciousness, leaving a trail of bright red droplets behind him.

"Is there a doctor? Please, come and save him!"

Seeing that no doctor had come forward, these workers' faces were filled with urgency as they shouted loudly within the hall.

Only then did a doctor frown and walk over.

"Stop yelling! You can't make a racket in the hospital—don't you know that?"