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"Give the door guard the phone number."

Ma Hao copied the number and immediately called back on the landline next to the triage table.

A few seconds later, the call was connected, and Ma Hao reported his identity first.

"Emergency Department of the First City Hospital. I asked you to look for the man in blue overalls and riding a bicycle just now. Did you find him?"

Even greetings were omitted at the gate.

"I found it, sitting by the steps at the door of our community."

The wristband in Nurse Zhao's hand was attached halfway, with the corners still raised.

She raised her head and asked, "Is he still conscious?"

Mengang seemed to have just ran back from outside, and he was still breathing heavily when he spoke.

"I told him to agree, but he kept saying that his chest was blocked and he felt like vomiting. His lips were a bit purple. There was half a box of cold beef next to it, but he wouldn't let me touch it. He said he spent money on it and would have to talk to the stall owner later to reason."

Sun Zhiqiang took the call directly.

"Don't let him take the box, don't pour the dishes. Let him sit down, don't stand up, don't drink water, and don't induce vomiting. Before 120, you have to pay attention to two things: whether the scream is responded to, and whether the lips are grayer."

The gate guard was in a hurry.

"How can I, a security guard, read this?"

"You have to watch even if you don't know." Sun Zhiqiang said seriously, "You are closest to him now."

Mengang was choked by this sentence, and it took two seconds before he responded.

There is no room for breathing in the emergency department.

The boy at the night market had just had his oxygen tube replaced, and the pediatrician didn't even have a chair.The middle-aged man who had just spoken harshly was pushed back to the bed rail by the nurse. The ECG leads were not yet securely attached, and he was urged to ask when he could leave.

The triage nurse covered the other receiver and handed the words over.

"The little girl from Dongyuan is already in the car and coming to the hospital. Sister Guo and his wife have just gotten in the car and said that her husband had severe vomiting."

As soon as he said this, the phone next to the triage table rang again.

The triage nurse picked up the conversation, listened to a few words, and immediately turned back.

"Teacher Sun, the car from Dongyuan is almost at the hospital. Over there in the blue overalls, the nearest car will take seven or eight minutes."

Unfortunately, there was only one bed left that could be immediately vacated in the red zone.

Nurse Zhao looked up at the speakerphone.

"Seven or eight minutes? Can he sit still?"

Lin Ye didn't interrupt immediately, his eyes fell on the column of blue overalls.

In the corner of the field of vision, light blue writing lit up.

[Risk clue: blue overalls.】

[Key issue: People are still at the gate of the community, and the food has not been sealed yet.】

[Clues that can be followed: Gate post, half a box of leftovers, photos of the scene.】

Lin Ye raised his head and asked Fu Fu: "Master, who is looking after that box of vegetables now?"

There was no response from the gate guard.

"Huh?"

"Is he still holding the box, or has he put it down?" Lin Ye spoke faster.

The gatekeeper seemed to have put his cell phone away and shouted a few words to the other side, including "Don't touch that box yet."

When he came back, his voice had changed.

"It's still at his feet. He said it was evidence and no one could touch it."

Ma Hao was halfway through copying, and the words on the wristband were tilted out.

"Still as evidence?"

Nurse Zhao looked up at the speakerphone, the anger in her voice not dissipating.

"This is already the case, and you still want to find someone to quarrel with."

Lin Ye thought of the five-bed building at the construction site a few days ago.

His ankles were so swollen that he couldn't even put on his shoes, and he was still clutching the toolbox key for fear of missing a wrench.

The blue overalls were protecting the half box of vegetables, probably because they were afraid of not being able to tell clearly.

But no one can touch this thing again.

Lin Ye looked at Sun Zhiqiang.

"Teacher Sun, you can't just pick up people."

Sun Zhiqiang turned to look at him.

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