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

After Ma Hao finished speaking, Sun Zhiqiang turned the review form in his hand over and looked at Ma Hao.

"What did the security department say? Who came?"

Ma Hao, who had been covering the microphone, quickly put the phone back to his ear.

"Guo Jie's sister, Guo Jie's husband's sister, and a child. The security department said they were just standing by the door, unsure whether to let them in."

Nurse Zhao had just put down the cup when she heard "child" frown.

"Don't bring children into the red zone. Adults can go into the family meeting area and let them sit down first. If they're blocking the automatic doors, it'll be difficult for everyone to leave when the car arrives."

After she finished speaking, she walked out, but after taking two steps, she turned back to look at Lin Ye.

"You come too."

Lin Ye was still holding the high-risk clue verification record in his hand.

Sun Zhiqiang glanced at him.

"Go ahead. You can talk about the illness, but don't discuss responsibility at the door."

He placed the form under the registration book and followed Nurse Zhao toward the door.

The air outside the emergency room entrance was still damp from the rain. A security guard stood by the automatic doors, holding a folding umbrella.

Two women and a child were standing by the door.

The older woman was wearing a gray coat, her hair was tied up in a mess, and she was holding a phone in her hand. When she saw the nurse come out, she moved her lips several times but didn't dare to ask first.

A younger woman was holding a boy's hand.

The boy carried a schoolbag on his back, and his school uniform jacket was zipped up all the way. He also held a pencil in his hand, the tip of which was worn down.

Nurse Zhao first cleared the way through the automatic doorway.

"Don't stand here by the door, it's windy outside. Sit over here, let's talk slowly."

The older woman followed for a couple of steps and stopped at the entrance to the family members' interview area.

"Nurse, are my sister and brother-in-law inside?"

She asked the question very softly, and after asking, she glanced in the direction of the red zone.

Nurse Zhao did not try to fool her with "it's nothing".

"Are you Sister Guo's sister? The lady next to you is her husband's sister, right? We'll need to exchange phone numbers later."

The two women nodded quickly.

"They've all arrived at the hospital. Your sister can talk and is on oxygen; the doctor is still asking her some questions. Your brother-in-law is in worse condition; he's vomiting a lot and his reactions are slow. He's been placed next to the red zone and is being monitored."

The woman lowered her hand that was holding the phone.

"He kept vomiting in the car. When my sister called me, she could barely speak and kept asking if Xiaobao had eaten."

The boy being led raised his head slightly.

"I didn't eat."

His voice was very soft.

"I was doing my homework in the back. She offered me a bite, and I said it was spicy."

Lin Ye looked at him.

"Besides the time your mom picked it up with her chopsticks, did anyone else give you anything? Cold beef salad, braised dishes, or drinks?"

The boy shook his head.

No. I just drank my own water.

The young woman pulled him closer to her.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Let him speak." Nurse Zhao glanced at her, her tone not harsh, but she didn't step aside. "The child hasn't eaten, which is a good thing. Don't stop each other now, just say whatever you know, it'll be the same if the doctor asks later."

The older woman nodded quickly.

"We're not here to cause trouble, really not. We just want to ask how the person is doing. The market people have already surrounded the stall and said they're going to investigate. We know they should investigate, but my sister keeps crying and saying she didn't mean it."

Lin Ye stood next to Nurse Zhao. He remembered Sister Guo's husband coughing with his head tilted to the side, and the lingering grayish-purple tinge.

Nurse Zhao dragged two chairs over from next to the nurses' station.

"Sit down. Crying is fine, but standing and crying isn't. You still have to answer the phone later, talk about ordering supplies, and discuss who will help out today. Who will keep track of things if your legs go weak?"

The young woman helped the boy sit down, but didn't sit down herself; she asked Lin Ye first.

"Doctor, the paramedic who accompanied me just called me back. He said that when my brother arrived at the door, he was going to put him aside, but a young doctor reminded him not to go too far from the resuscitation area and also told him to have the suction tube ready."

Lin Ye pulled his mask up a little.

"I just reported the risks. The person was vomiting, reacting slowly, and even with oxygen, their complexion didn't improve much. This kind of situation can't be left untreated. The final decision on where to place them was made by Professor Sun and the second-line staff after they reviewed the case."

The young woman shook her head hastily.

"I'm not asking you to worry about anything. I just want to know, is he in serious danger? The paramedics said it's fortunate he wasn't pushed too far, and my legs went weak when I heard that."

"It's definitely dangerous."

"But now it's not a matter of guessing. He vomited several times, and even after receiving oxygen, his lip color didn't return significantly. He coughed again at the door, barely lifting his head. What I'm afraid of is him vomiting again and choking."

"Someone needs to be nearby to keep an eye on things, and a magnet needs to be kept within easy reach. If something happens, they can react immediately."

After listening to the older woman, she finally handed over the screen.

"Doctor, this is the phone number of the person my sister gets her supplies from. Also, I've added the phone numbers of the two relatives who helped out today to my WeChat messages. Do you think I should give them to them?"

Sun Zhiqiang also came out from inside at this time.

He didn't answer the phone, but instead led the person half a step further inside from the doorway.

"In the emergency room, first note down the contact person. Hand over the procurement and material information to the on-call supervisor and monitoring staff when they arrive. Keep the bags, and remember not to delete the chat history. Record who ate it, where the food came from, and where they are now; answer truthfully if asked later."

The young woman became anxious.

"Will my sister get arrested?"

Sun Zhiqiang didn't follow her guess.

"Whether to arrest her or not, how to investigate, is up to someone. She's with us, and the doctors and nurses are looking after her. If you rush in now and ask her why she took the wrong thing, she won't be able to answer much."

Nurse Zhao casually handed a glass of warm water to the older woman.

"Take a sip first. Later, when they ask about the suppliers, the workers, and who has tried it, you'll have to answer."

The boy remained silent.

As he handed over the water glass, he suddenly looked at Lin Ye.

"Is my dad in there too?"

Just as Lin Ye was about to speak, the older woman squatted down.

"They're inside. The doctor is looking at your dad and also at your mom."

The boy nodded, and after a while, asked again in a low voice.

"Does this mean my mom can no longer run a street stall?"

Nurse Zhao took the pencil from his hand and glanced at the worn-out nib.

"Don't think about the mess yet. How far along are you in your homework?"

The boy looked at her blankly.

"math."

"Then leave it for now." Nurse Zhao handed the pencil back to him. "The adults will handle the stall matter. You wait for your parents."

The boy gripped the pencil back and didn't look towards the red zone again.

Sun Zhiqiang raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"Linye."

Lin Ye snapped out of his daze.

"exist."

"Go in and complete the entry for Sister Guo's husband," Sun Zhiqiang said. "Write down the family's contact information clearly: who provided it, and when. Don't write about feelings; write what's usable."

Lin Ye nodded.

The young woman quickly added a comment.

"Doctor, could I see him just once? I'll go in quietly and just stand at the door to take a look."

Nurse Zhao didn't wait for Sun Zhiqiang to speak.

"Not now. The red zone isn't a visiting area. Your brother is still under monitoring, and the doctor is asking about his medical history. If you go in, he'll have to keep an eye on you."

The woman wiped her face with the back of her hand.

"I won't cry."

Nurse Zhao looked at her face, which was half wet.

"Do you even believe what you're saying?"

The woman was speechless after being asked the question.

Nurse Zhao lowered her voice.

"After the doctor finishes asking questions, they'll call you if they need you to provide more information about your medical history. Just sit here, don't turn off your phone, and don't wander off."

This time, the woman didn't try to squeeze in.

When Lin Ye returned to the nurses' station, Ma Hao was craning his neck to look at the door.

"How is it? They didn't cause any trouble, did they?"

"No trouble."

Lin Ye sat down, picked up a pen, and filled in the family contact information below the verification form.

Ma Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought someone was going to come up and yell at us."

"You have no right to scold me." Nurse Zhao followed behind, casually tossing the empty paper cup into the trash can. "First, make sure you write down Sister Guo's sister's number correctly. Last time, with that phone number in the blue overalls, you almost called someone's uncle 'uncle' instead of 'aunt'."

Ma Hao was unconvinced.

"He's wrong."

"The patient's almost asleep, and you're trying to compare memory with him?"

Ma Hao shut up and looked down to recheck the number.

Sun Zhiqiang returned from the doorway and walked to Lin Ye's side.

"Those few words you just said were alright."

Lin Ye paused for a moment.

Which sentences?

"Report whatever you see. Vomiting several times, slow reaction, no change in color after oxygen, unable to lift head after coughing." Sun Zhiqiang took the review form and glanced at it. "Write these down so others can review it. Don't just write things that don't make sense."

Lin Ye looked up at him.

Sun Zhiqiang put the watch back.

"You have three minutes before the shift handover tomorrow morning."

Ma Hao looked up abruptly.

"Is Brother Lin going to speak?"

Nurse Zhao also looked over.

Sun Zhiqiang ignored Ma Hao.

"I'm not asking you to go on stage to accept an award. Tomorrow morning during shift handover, you need to clearly explain why those people were moved to the front row. Especially Sister Guo's husband, don't beat around the bush, just say what's visible."

Sun Zhiqiang added a sentence.

"From now on, if you say someone should move forward, others need to know what your basis is."

Over in the red zone, Sister Guo's husband started coughing again.

The coughing was muffled behind the oxygen mask, and after a few coughs, the suction device started beeping.

Lin Ye looked up.

Sun Zhiqiang glanced at it as well, but didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay, I'll use this as an example tomorrow morning."

Lin Ye nodded.

"It's not about reciting medical records." Sun Zhiqiang closed half of the review form. "It's about explaining why he can't be too far from the red zone. Keep it brief, so others can understand."

Just then, the boy's voice came from the doorway.

"Auntie, my math notebook is still at the stall."

Nurse Zhao, carrying a cup, stopped in her tracks as she walked by.

"Have the security department check. Don't let the child go back to the stall and rummage through it."

Ma Hao peeked out from beside the phone.

"I'll hit him."

Nurse Zhao glanced at him.

"Ask clearly, don't ask about a math book as if it were a workbook."

Just as Ma Hao was about to retort, someone shouted from the red zone.

"Please report Guo Jie's husband's blood pressure again!"

Lin Ye had already stood up.

Sun Zhiqiang put the watch aside.

"Let's go see the person first. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Lin Ye bypassed the nurses' station and headed towards the red zone.