Resuscitation

The corner of Jiang Tingxu's mouth twitched a few times. After putting on the white coat, she turned from the back of the chair and walked straight out of the office.

When she came back, she had taken her dinner in the canteen before she began to receive patients.

...

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Tingxu finally finished receiving the first wave of patients. She stood up, took a cup of water, and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls.

She had wanted to rest for a while, but the nurse's shout came from outside, "Dr. Jiang!"

"What's wrong?"

"The heart rate of the patient in the VIP ward has stopped!"

Heart rate had stopped?

Jiang Tingxu did not even have time to put the cup back in its original position. Anyway, it was thrown everywhere, and she had already rushed out.

When she arrived at the VIP Ward, the room was full of people.

These people must have wanted the patient to die immediately, right?