Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Chen Ping frowned, said nothing, walked forward, opened the car door, bent down and examined the patient's eyelids, then reached out and felt the carotid artery.

My pulse was so thin it felt like a thread that might break at any moment; it was beating rapidly and erratically. My skin was cold and clammy, and my extremities were starting to feel cold.

He straightened up, his face serious, and said, "Wang Tao! Liu Wei! Bring the stretcher over! Zhou Jie and Sun Xiaoyan, connect the monitor and oxygen to the emergency room! Li Fang, prepare adrenaline and dexamethasone, quick!"

The courtyard instantly erupted in chaos.

Wang Tao and Liu Wei pushed the stretcher through the corridor, clattering as it rolled across the cement floor.

Zhou Jie and Sun Xiaoyan had already run to the emergency room, connecting the monitor's wires one by one and turning on the oxygen valve.

Li Fang jogged out of the pharmacy carrying a pile of emergency medicines, the tray making a ping-pong sound.

Everyone's expression turned serious, and the playful expressions from before were gone.

Chen Ping took the patient's IV bottle off, glanced at it, brought it close to his nose to smell it, and then looked at the label on the bottle, his brow furrowing slightly.

He didn't say anything, but simply had the patient and stretcher pushed into the emergency room, and then quickly followed them in.

The corridor fell silent the instant the door closed behind him.

In the emergency room, the monitor's leads were pulled out from the patient's chest, arms, and fingertips, and several sets of numbers were flashing on the screen.

My blood pressure had dropped to the 60s, my blood oxygen saturation was only slightly over 70%, and my heart rate was as fast as a drumbeat, 140, 150, 160, each beat felt like my heart was desperately making its last struggle.

The patient's face had turned ashen, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand, and Zhou Jie had already handed him the needle case.

He unfolded his needle case, and a row of silver needles gleamed coldly under the fluorescent light. He had chosen the thickest kind, 0.35 by 75 millimeters, which he usually used for thoracentesis.

Zhongwan, Guanyuan, Qihai, Neiguan, and Zusanli—each needle was inserted with varying force and angle as the fingers twisted.

Then he had someone undress the patient and applied several more needles to key acupoints on the chest.

Sun Xiaoyan was pushing the medications from the side: 0.5 mg of adrenaline and 20 mg of dexamethasone intravenously. Her movements were swift and precise, and she and Chen Ping were becoming more and more in sync.

"Expand the volume of crystalloid solution to 500 ml via rapid intravenous drip. Replace the IV bottle and prepare a new one with normal saline."

As Chen Ping twirled the silver needles, he gave medical instructions, his eyes fixed on the numbers on the monitor.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe ten minutes, maybe longer, but the blood oxygen saturation on the monitor started to rise.

He jumped from 82 to 87, and then from 87 to 93.

My blood pressure stabilized, and my heart rate gradually dropped to 120, 110, and then to the 90s.

The deathly gray on the patient's face slowly faded, his chest began to rise and fall noticeably, and a muffled gurgling sound came from his throat, as if he had been pulled up from deep water.

A few minutes later, his eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened them a crack.

When the emergency room door was pushed open, He Changqing was squatting against the wall in the corridor, his hands covering his head, the hem of his white coat dragging on the ground, covered in a layer of dust.

He heard the door open, and suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot.

"The patient's anaphylactic shock was caused by an infusion reaction, not gastroenteritis. He had a flare-up of tonsillitis, which caused referred pain radiating to his abdomen, but you treated it as abdominal pain."

Chen Ping took off his mask and walked over to He Changqing. "The antibiotic concentration in the IV drip was too high, and the drip rate was too fast. He's sensitive, and he couldn't handle it all at once. He's stable now. Let's observe him a bit more, and he should be fine."

He Changqing stood up, his legs trembling. Suddenly, his knees buckled, and he was about to kneel on the ground.

Chen Ping quickly reached out and supported his arm, pulling him up.

He Changqing held onto Chen Ping's hand tightly, his lips trembling for a long time, unable to form a coherent sentence, "Dr. Chen, you didn't just save him, you saved me, you saved my whole family."

"If anything were to happen to him, I'd be fired as the hospital director, and if his family caused trouble, it would probably drag my wife and children into it too. I, He Changqing, will remember your kindness for the rest of my life!"

Chen Ping helped him to sit down on a bench and briefly explained the patient's condition.

In the future, it is essential to ask about allergy history before administering intravenous infusions, and skin tests for antibiotics should not be omitted. The infusion rate should be adjusted according to the patient's physical condition.

He Changqing nodded while wiping his eyes with his sleeve, his white coat cuffs covered in tear stains.

The patient was transferred to a ward for observation, and his vital signs stabilized.

He Changqing sat on the bench in the corridor for a while to catch his breath, then stood up, straightened his white coat, and walked up to Zhao Guosheng. His voice was still a little hoarse. "Old Zhao, thank you all for today. I'll go back and arrange things over there first, and I'll come back to pick up the people later."

Zhao Guosheng pointed to the payment window at the end of the corridor, his face expressionless but his tone serious, "Old Sun, don't rush off. We just used three vials of adrenaline, two vials of dexamethasone, and a bag of crystalloid solution. The supplies and medicines used for the emergency treatment were all bought with real money."

"And there's Dr. Chen's treatment fee. I helped you, so I can't let you pay for the emergency treatment too. Even close brothers should keep clear accounts. I have several mouths to feed too."

He Changqing was taken aback for a moment, then said repeatedly, "Of course, of course."

He walked quickly to the payment window.

Cui Ying had already printed out the expense details. He glanced at it, took out his phone, scanned the QR code to pay, and even transferred an extra thousand yuan, saying it was to buy a fruit basket for the doctors and nurses who participated in the rescue.

Zhao Guosheng nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and escorted him to the gate of the courtyard.

"Alright, Zhou Jie, stay and look after the patient. The rest of you go eat, or the food will get cold."

After seeing He Changqing off, Zhao Guosheng said loudly.

"Dean, I can stay and take care of the patients. Let Zhou Jie go eat. I'll eat after you're done. I don't mind if it's cold."

Wang Tao quickly said.

"No need, I'll stay here, you go and eat."

Zhou Jie waved her hand.

"Zhou Jie, just give Wang Tao a chance to be nice to us. Let's go eat, and he can keep watch over us."

As Li Fang spoke, she stepped forward, pulled Zhou Jie along, and left.

Chen Ping patted Wang Tao on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up, saying, "Not bad. You must have this kind of awareness in the future. When the health center develops and night shifts are needed, you must also carry on this spirit."

"No problem, I'll be paired with Zhou Jie. I'm fine with being on duty every day, and I'll live in the compound and never leave."

Wang Tao makes no secret of his affection for Zhou Jie.

This remark made everyone laugh.

"Wang Tao, if you like someone, be bold and express it, go for it! I support you." Cui Ying patted Wang Tao on the shoulder. "Don't be like some people who are hesitant and indecisive when it comes to relationships, like a woman."

As she spoke, Cui Ying glanced at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping pretended not to hear anything and walked quickly toward the cafeteria.