When I'm on the night shift, all the department heads can't sleep.

When Gao Lei was lifted onto the emergency bed, his helmet was still hanging on his wrist.

The yellow helmet dangled by the bedside, its reflective strips glaringly bright under the light. Nurse Zhao ripped it off and tossed it onto a chair, then cut open the hem of her takeout uniform.

A bluish-purple discoloration was found on the upper left abdomen.

Upon seeing the injuries, Sun Zhiqiang's expression immediately changed: "Why didn't you say so earlier that the collision was so severe?"

The station manager was still explaining, "He said he could deliver it himself, how was I supposed to know..."

"Get out." Nurse Zhao looked up. "Don't block the emergency room."

The station manager refused to leave: "We need to clarify whether this counts as a work-related injury or a traffic accident. Our platform..."

Qin Hai happened to be coming out of his office when he heard this, and his face darkened.

"You're already calculating the platform before the people are even settled?"

The stationmaster shut his mouth.

While examining Gao Lei, Lin Ye asked, "Blood pressure?"

"Ninety-six, fifty-eight," Nurse Zhao said. "Heart rate is one hundred and twenty."

Gao Lei's lips were pale, and his eyes were half-open: "Doctor, I don't have money for the surgery. I only have a little over two hundred yuan in my phone, and I haven't finished delivering all my orders for today..."

Lin Ye pressed his hand down: "Don't speak yet."

Sun Zhiqiang brought in the bedside ultrasound.

This is a request Qin Hai just made in the group chat: Lin Ye is on night shift, and whenever there is a high risk, the supervisor must be by his bedside; no one is allowed to give instructions remotely from the office.

Sun Zhiqiang was unhappy, but his actions were much faster than the previous two days.

When the probe pressed against his upper left abdomen, Gao Lei winced in pain.

A dark area appeared on the screen.

Sun Zhiqiang muttered under his breath, "Ascites."

Lin Ye looked at the screen: "Based on the history of trauma, we suspect a ruptured spleen with bleeding."

Upon hearing the word "crack," the stationmaster's calculating expression vanished: "It's that serious?"

Qin Hai ignored him and directly gave the order: "Consult general surgery, prepare blood, open the green channel. Have you contacted the family?"

Gao Lei, panting, said, "My parents are back in our hometown. Don't tell them, they'll worry..."

Nurse Zhao handed the phone to Lin Ye: "His phone wasn't locked, and his mother is in his contacts."

Gao Lei tried to grab it, saying, "Don't hit me, I really don't have any money."

Lin Ye bent down and said in a low voice, "Gao Lei, this isn't about money. You're bleeding from your stomach; if this drags on, you might go into shock."

Gao Lei's eyes immediately reddened: "I just paid the rent this morning."

No one laughed in the emergency room.

Qin Hai glanced at Sun Zhiqiang: "Go through the green channel first, pay the fee later."

Sun Zhiqiang nodded: "I'll contact the duty officer."

Gao Lei wanted to say something more, his lips moved a few times, but he only managed to squeeze out, "My mom doesn't know I do this. She thinks I work at a company."

Nurse Zhao paused for half a second.

Beside the emergency bed, the yellow helmet was still swaying on the chair.

The cut hem of the delivery uniform hung on the ground, the reflective strips stained with blood.

Gao Lei closed his eyes, his first thought being to keep his mother from finding out.

Qin Hai's voice deepened: "Then you should stay alive and explain to her yourself."

The station manager whispered at the door, "Whose fee is it then...?"

Nurse Zhao whirled around: "Try saying 'fee' again!"

The stationmaster shrank back.

The surgeon who came was Meng Qingwei, the deputy director of the general surgery department.

When he rushed into the emergency room, he was still holding a freshly printed consultation form: "How long ago was the injury? What was the lowest blood pressure? What about the ultrasound?"

Lin Ye reported the information.

Meng Qingwei glanced at the ultrasound and then pressed on Gao Lei's abdomen.

Gao Lei was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"No need to waste time waiting for the abdominal CT scan, the blood pressure is dropping." Meng Qingwei looked up, "Operating room."

Gao Lei suddenly grabbed Lin Ye's sleeve.

"Doctor, can I not do it? I really can't afford to pay it back."

Lin Ye looked down and saw the dust under his fingernails.

The monitor is still alarming.

The signature board, blood preparation form, and green channel application form are all piled up at the nurses' station.

No one can brush this problem off with a simple "Don't be afraid".

Qin Hai took the signature board, put it back at the nurses' station, and turned to look at the station manager.

Are you the site supervisor?

The station manager was taken aback: "I am the station manager, but I am not a family member."

"Then stop pretending to be transparent here," Qin Hai said. "Contact the platform, contact the traffic police, contact the family. The hospital should prioritize using the emergency green channel to save the person. As for who should sign the consent forms and who should bear the responsibility, let those responsible discuss it."

The station manager turned pale and left with his phone.

Lin Ye dialed Gao Lei's mother's number.

When the call connected, a woman's sleepy voice came from the other end: "Leilei? What's wrong?"

Lin Ye held his phone, looking at the young man on the bed covered in cold sweat, and tried his best to make himself clear.

"Auntie, this is the emergency room of the First Municipal Hospital. Gao Lei fell and injured himself while delivering food, and we suspect his spleen has ruptured and is bleeding. He needs immediate surgery. The hospital has opened a green channel, so please don't panic, listen to me..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by the sound of a chair falling over.

Gao Lei closed his eyes, tears sliding down his cheeks.

The operating room staff came to push the bed.

Qin Hai stood at the door of the emergency room and suddenly said, "Lin Ye."

"director."

"You'll continue working at the front desk of the emergency room tonight."

Sun Zhiqiang returned from the duty office just in time to hear this, and his brow twitched: "Director, he hasn't slept much these past few days."

Qin Hai looked at Lin Ye: "Can you hold on?"

Lin Ye looked in the direction Gao Lei was pushed away.

The countdown in my field of vision has stopped, replaced by a familiar notification.

The patient has entered the effective treatment process.

He nodded: "We can manage."

Qin Hai paused for two seconds: "Okay. But starting tonight, his night shift can't be assigned to only one supervisor."

Sun Zhiqiang was taken aback.

Qin Hai took out his phone and sent a message to the emergency room doctors' group.

[An additional second-line team will be deployed to the front desk tonight for emergency response; everyone should keep their phones on.]

A few seconds later, Nurse Zhao's reply popped up in the group chat.

【Received. Just a reminder to all departments, Lin Ye is still here.】