Jiang Nuan took a deep breath and woke him up.
The rescue station was packed in the morning. This was the only hospital here, besides the rescued injured, any other survivors with fever or cold had no choice but to come here for treatment.
Jiang Nuan sent the person back to the ward and rushed to the emergency department.
The emergency department had only a few temporary rooms. Aside from a few internists, the surgical duties mainly fell to her and Zhang Yan.
Just as she arrived, a figure popped out and blocked her path.
"Jiang Nuan, you still know to show up? If I didn't call you, were you planning to sleep until nine before coming?"
A waft of perfume assailed her, and Jiang Nuan instinctively frowned. She looked up at the woman blocking her way, "A good dog doesn't block the road!"
