At all times, the Grim Reaper always appears calm and graceful, and his manners are extraordinary. Everything in the world, ordinary human beings, seems to be under their control, and they do things in an orderly manner.

The king pigeon never saw the slightest panic or urgency in death.

After seeing so many lives and deaths, they are the kind of existence that looks down on life and death. But when Wang Ge thought of their faces that were faced with a sense of loss (情qíng) and only existence of reason in the face of life and death, he couldn't help but feel disgusted, and he didn't want to become like a god of death when he was killed.

"Endotracheal intubation, ventilator connection, increased oxygen volume. Upper ECG monitoring, opening two venous channels. 50 grams of 250 milliliters of mannitol rapid intravenous infusion, 50% glucose injection 40 milliliters intravenous injection (injection shè), 10 milligrams of dexamethasone intravenous injection (injection shè), 20 milliliters of furosemide intravenous injection (injection shè), 2 milliliters of nicosamide intravenous injection (injection shè). Liu Ya quickly went to the doctor's order, because there were more medicines, he was afraid that Bai Nan would not be able to keep busy, so he continued.

"The equipment and the intravenous drip are all made by you ((cāo) cāo, and I will do it if you inject (shoot shè). After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and began to prepare medicines.

Wang Ge glanced in the rearview mirror, and the Grim Reaper behind him was shuttling through the traffic, his face was unremarkable, and his hair and clothes were not blown by the wind.

It seems that if you want to get close to the death of the dying person by changing clothes, there is probably only one death god in the underworld. Most of the Grim Reaper has already numbed their nerves in the boring work, and only Void Purple will find some fun for himself in the cruel work.

But Wang Ge knew that even if it was a god of death with good intentions, such as Xuzi, he would not give up chasing any soul casually. It's their job job.

He picked up the intercom, and felt that the Grim Reaper behind (身shēn) was chasing a little tightly, and the condition of the patients in the car should be more dangerous.

"The center, here is the No. 0110 of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang, Xiang AGZ689, received the patient opposite the Haitang Community on Kaifu Avenue, and is going to the emergency department of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang. Wang Ge tilted his head and glanced at the mirror above his head, Liu Ya was holding an injection (shooting shè) device to inject (shooting shè) medicine to the patient, and he didn't seem to have anything to explain.

Indeed, there is no other way to treat such patients, but to prevent the onset of pulmonary edema and cerebral edema through diuresis and dehydration, and to increase blood oxygen concentration through oxygen inhalation and hyperbaric oxygen therapy, so as to pull the patient out of the predicament of cell suffocation as soon as possible. Surgery and surgical treatment are basically not needed, and there is no need to prepare the operating room, there is no need to specifically instruct things like hyperbaric oxygen chambers, and Liu Ya has also increased the previous considerations in terms of medication.

Of course, the sooner you arrive at the hospital, the better.

There was a sharp left turn at the intersection in front, and there were still about five kilometers left in the hospital, and the speed of the king pigeon had reached ninety-five kilometers per hour, which was in a state of absolute speeding.

Compared to the speed of 120 or 30 kilometers per hour, the king pigeon does not even feel that the roar of the engine that fills the entire carriage is a noise, this sound is simply pediatric. Looking at the Grim Reaper behind (身shēn), it seems that the speed of the pursuit has slowed down slightly.

The road conditions here are relatively good, and the car is driving faster, but the front is about to enter the vicinity of the center of Xiangsha City.

Although today is a work (日rì) and it is winter, it does not hinder the slightest bustle in the center of Xiangsha.

Today, large entertainment facilities such as amusement parks, children's playgrounds, and underwater worlds may not be crowded, but the restaurants and snack malls in the city center are still crowded with many cars on the road.

While working hard for life, the residents of Xiangsha City will eat a good meal, play something interesting, and buy something they want to buy whenever they have time, which is very relaxing for their hearts, and the entertainment service industry is quite developed.

The king pigeon didn't want to take this road, but this road was the closest way to the hospital, and if it was to go far, it would take more time than a traffic jam. When Wang Ge first got on the bus, he even wanted to send the patient to the north branch of the First Hospital of Xiangsha City in accordance with the principle of proximity, after all, there is also an emergency center there.

But Liu Ya disagreed.

Wang Ge has never been to the emergency center there, but Liu Ya has been there once or twice. The branch hospital is relatively small, the emergency center has a large emergency room, and even the temporary operating room of the emergency department is not equipped, and the entire emergency department and the outpatient department are together, and there are only two doctors.

According to Liu Ya, that place looks like a headache (fever), a cold and fever, a child's convulsions or something is okay, and the emergency patient (情qíng) is too complicated and serious, so it is better to go back to Yaxiang Annex.

Wang Ge adopted Liu Ya's opinion and still took this road. There is a traffic jam at the traffic light ahead, and the traffic time of the green light is only more than 30 seconds, but the vehicle is blocked for more than 50 meters!

Wang Ge estimated in his heart that if he honestly waited for the red light here, he would have to wait for at least two red lights to pass. If you meet someone waiting for a red light to play with their mobile phone, distracted, and waste some time, maybe wait for three red lights!

Three red lights, plus a left turn light, that's three or four minutes.

Although the Grim Reaper has been thrown off by the king pigeon and has disappeared, the soul suppression card at the mouth of the king pigeon (chest xiōng) still has no reflection, which means that the god of death is still chasing and has not given up, but he can't see where the god of death is for the time being.

Waiting on the spot for three or four minutes is enough for the Grim Reaper to chase the king pigeon more than a dozen times! Although the king pigeon obeys the rules, it is not so stupid, and it is impossible to sit still.

After the first green light was on, the king pigeon started immediately, directly squeezed into the left turn lane next to the turn signal, stepped on the accelerator desperately, and the engine buzzed to the front of the car. Originally, the private car in the left-turn lane saw the ambulance with flashing police lights and plugged up, and it didn't have any opinion at all, and it didn't even honk its horn, just waiting in place to let the ambulance pass first.

Vehicles in front of the left-turn lane saw an ambulance behind them and all sped up.

According to Wang Ge's memory, the traffic light at this intersection is set up a little special, which is more convenient for left-turning vehicles with only one left-turn lane, that is, the green light for left turn is fifteen seconds longer than the green light for going straight.

Sure enough, after the left turn green light ended, there was only one car left in front of the ambulance where the king pigeon was waiting for the red light. The private car stopped and did not enter the left turn waiting area, but it couldn't withstand the pressure of the ambulance behind it, and it didn't feel good not to give way, and only the front wheels crossing the stop line would not be recorded as running a red light, so he raised the clutch and hit the steering wheel and moved closer to the left.

Fortunately, the lane was wide enough, and after the private car on the straight lane had moved some distance to the right, there was just enough space for the king pigeon's ambulance to pass.

The king pigeon was overjoyed that his judgment was indeed not wrong.

Most people don't give way because there are too many cars in front of them, there is no gap, even if they want to, the cars in front of them will not necessarily let go, and it will cause a lot of trouble to come and go.

But the intersection is different. There is no car in front, the ambulance behind is still honking sirens, flashing police lights, honking horns, and there are critically ill patients in the car, otherwise how could the ambulance driver be in such a hurry?

The intersection is left with your own car blocked, if you don't give way to the ambulance if it's too troublesome, so much look at yourself, it seems that your quality is low, how unethical you are, in case someone took a photo and posted a Weibo, do you want this face?

People want to save face.

Sure enough, as the king pigeon started, he saw the Grim Reaper reappear in his rearview mirror again, flying out of thin air, quickly approaching the ambulance.

If you honestly wait for the red light here, the king pigeon can only watch death take away the patient's soul!

The Shinigami's (身shēn) body became transparent, completely ignoring the blocking of the traffic jam and directly passing through the past.

If these private car drivers know that there is a god of death passing through their compartments, they really don't know what kind of expression (情qíng) it is, and it seems that the god of death is hiding from the umbrella (身shēn), which is also an important measure for the underworld not to disturb normal human society.

However, Wang Ge found that the speed of Death's pursuit had decreased significantly compared to just now, and it seemed that Liu Ya and Bai Nan's first aid had a better effect.

Wang Ge passed through the two private cars that were driving normally with green lights in the left and right directions, after all, he was running a red light, and he was careful while ensuring speed, driving skills and experience were his capital, and when he passed over, the car (fart pì) almost rubbed the front end of the car behind, which still made him sweat.

After passing through this intersection, the road conditions ahead improved, and the king pigeon continued to accelerate, keeping the speed above 90 kilometers per hour, after all, to make time for the transfer of patients after arriving at the hospital.

The vehicle arrived at the gate of the hospital's emergency department within five minutes, and Wang Ge quickly got out of the car to help carry the cart.

"Blood tests, blood routines, focus on checking blood oxygen levels, and continue with deoxydiuresis later. If the amount of urine is not large, continue to inject dexamethasone until the urine output is normal, notify the outpatient department, and prepare the hyperbaric oxygen chamber treatment immediately!" Liu Ya said to the nurses on the side of the car while pushing the car.

At the same time, there were a bunch of young couples, the men were wearing suits, and the women were also wearing women's suits, all of whom looked like white-collar workers sitting in the office.

The two were the old man's son and daughter-in-law, and they rushed directly from the city to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang, which took less time than the ambulance returning from the suburbs.

As soon as the man saw the old man on the cart (bed chuáng), his face turned white, and he threw himself in front of the cart, "Dad, what's wrong with you, my son is here, Dad, open your eyes and look at me!"

Two nurses hurriedly pulled him away.

"Don't follow up with the family, please wait outside the emergency room, the patient is now in critical condition, but his vital signs are stable, we will revive him as soon as possible, you go through the admission and treatment procedures first, and follow the nurse to register." Liu Ya left a sentence and pushed the patient into the third emergency room.

The man could only stay outside the door with an anxious face, trying to see something through the crack in the door, but to no avail.

Wang Ge finally breathed a sigh of relief, because at the same time as he was helping to carry the cart, the Soul Suppression Card at the mouth of the (chest xiōng) sent a signal from the Grim Reaper to give up the pursuit, and it became cold and abnormal. The number on the soul card has also become "one hundred wanton pickup".

To be honest, it is uncomfortable to hang such a cold, ice-like thing around your neck in the middle of winter, and the temperature will become even lower after the patient is rescued and the Grim Reaper gives up the pursuit, which is really uncomfortable.

"Your hospital is too inefficient!" said the woman, pinching her waist and staring at the king.

"We've all been here for a long time, we've been waiting for a long time, the ambulance is driving so slowly, it's just arrived, how long has the patient been delayed on the road?

The king pigeon (身shēn) wears a dark green uniform on it, and (chest xiōng) has a work card hanging in front of his mouth, so he naturally has to carry this pot. He knew in his heart that although people were temporarily separated from the pursuit of death, they would not be able to die for a period of time, but after being in a coma for so long, carbon monoxide poisoning would seriously damage the cerebral cortex, and it would affect memory, language, nerve reflex (ejaculation) and the movement of limbs to some extent, and the sequelae would be certain.

On the road, he has already raced against time, with an average speed of more than 90 kilometers per hour, running a red light to change lanes and adding congestion, and almost rubbing other people's cars. It would be unreasonable for the patient's family to try to pour dirty water on him.

"The doctor had already administered first aid and medication injections on the way, and his vital signs had stabilized when he arrived. I'm already fast on the road. If you have any questions, you can file a complaint with the emergency department or administration department of the hospital, and we will provide you with dashcam images. Lives matter, and I really didn't dare to waste a little time on the road. Wang Ge said calmly. It was the first time he had encountered this kind of thing, so he said it according to the standardized answer that Sun Chengde had taught him before.

Just kidding, even the pursuit of death has been thrown off for you, the old man's life is equivalent to the king pigeon taken back from the hands of death, and he actually thinks that the king pigeon is driving slowly!

You must know that the patient's family arrives at the hospital earlier than the ambulance, just because they are in the city, and it has nothing to do with the speed.

Unexpectedly, when the woman heard these words, she became even more excited, and when she approached the king pigeon, her two eyes glared at him, as if she wanted to eat the king pigeon. "What's the use of going to the hospital to complain? You will make money from the patient, and this trip will cost hundreds of yuan, and it will come so slowly, it's a black-hearted hospital. I'm going to call the mayor (hot rè) line to complain, what's your name!" The woman shouted, attracting the attention of many people in the emergency hall, only to find that Wang Ge had a work card hanging on his mouth, and took out his mobile phone to take a picture of Wang Ge's name and work number.

Wang Ge did not hide, this matter has a dash cam to testify, he did not waste every second of time, the line is done correctly, naturally he is not afraid of any complaints.

It's just that there are hard and fast rules in the team, and administratively admit that as long as there is a complaint, the bonus will be deducted according to the percentage.

The more complaints, the more deductions will be made, and the king pigeon can only admit bad luck.

"Everyone has already arrived at the hospital, what's the use of talking about this now, you don't have to say a word, shame!" The man hurriedly snatched his wife's mobile phone and pulled her aside.

"You're like that, you're going to follow me at home, what do you look like outside? Your wife was bullied and you turned your elbow out?" the woman changed her words and began to attack her husband.

The man was also angry, and directly dragged the woman to the bench outside the emergency room door, pressed her shoulders to make her sit down, pointed at her nose and scolded.

"You, I already said that I would bring my dad to the house in winter, I was afraid that he would freeze, and you didn't agree to make trouble with me. What's wrong with an old man living here for a few months? You think he's dirty, you think he's not having good habits, so you have to disagree! This time this happened, you won't give me a moment to stop! I'll tell you, if something happens to the old man this time, I'll be done with you, a!"

"What's the noise!This is the hospital, not your living room!" Jin Jing passed by with a pile of documents from here, as if she had just come out of the observation room to check the room, and found that there was a quarrel here, so she walked a few steps quickly.

The couple saw that the people around them were pointing and pointing, and even the doctor came over, so they quickly shut up, and no one paid attention to anyone in a puffed up.

Jin Jing turned (身shēn) and glanced at the king pigeon.

"Let's go, don't you go here as a target?"

Wang Ge gave her a grateful look, hurried back to the gate, and drove the car back to the parking lot.