CHAPTER 400: 397 THIS IS THE WORST SITUATION SHE COULD THINK OF! (4000 WORDS)_2

They had been walking until now and hadn’t even left the district, merely crossing half a town.

Time to rest...

At the entrance of a town-level hospital in Zone C, the gatekeeper was coming out of the guardroom, looking like he was about to leave...

Song Lili hurried forward, explaining their situation in English to the old man.

The old man said, "Just head inside yourselves; the emergency room is open. I’m going home now."

"Thank you, old man."

Song Lili motioned to Zhongli Wuzhi and headed to the hospital to find the emergency building.

No sooner had they set foot inside the emergency building than they heard a stream of ambulance sirens growing louder as they approached, finally stopping outside the emergency entrance,

"Hurry! Hurry!" someone shouted, and a swarm of doctors and nurses rushed out!

"Quick, push the severely injured to the operating room first!"

"Put the lightly injured in the hall, reserve all beds for those most in need!"

Zhongli Wuzhi had Lu Xiaoer on his back and hadn’t even had time to register when he saw doctors and nurses hurriedly pushing patients inside!

The urgent footsteps, the sound of wheels rolling on the smooth floor, cries of pain...

The majority of the wounded brought in were ordinary civilians, including a few soldiers dressed in government army uniforms...

Their blood mixed together, staining several corridors of the hospital red!

Severed limbs and broken arms starkly confronted the eyes, making Zhongli Wuzhi’s stomach churn, overwhelmed by the sight and the wails he heard.

Song Lili saw that Zhongli Wuzhi was completely dumbfounded; even a town-level hospital was overwhelmed like this, not to mention those at the district or city levels.

She grabbed a doctor haphazardly,

"Here! Here’s another one!"

Song Lili spoke in English, her accent quite authentic, and without much thought, pulled the doctor over to Zhongli Wuzhi.

"She’s a victim from Angus Church. We barely managed to rescue her. She has a head injury and is currently running a high fever; it’s very critical."

The doctor, who happened to be a surgeon, carefully examined Lu Xiaoer’s external injuries before glancing at Song Lili, Zhongli Wuzhi, and Lu Xiaoer leaning against the registration desk,

"Are you... from Country G?"

"Yes!"

The doctor’s expression visibly changed, "Our own citizens haven’t even—"

Song Lili knew what the doctor intended to express and suddenly shouted at him,

"She’s a doctor too; she got into this trying to save your country’s poor! Now are you going to talk to me about racial differences?"

"..."

The doctor probably hadn’t thought it all through, just naturally wanting to save his own countrymen first. After being shouted at by Song Lili, he quieted down,

"Bring her with me, let’s do a brain CT first, check blood pressure, test blood. The hospital may not have enough staff, so you guys... help out!"

After the doctor spoke, no one hesitated any longer, and they swiftly sprang into action!

Lu Xiaoer was pushed into the operating room; her head needed stitches.

Zhongli Wuzhi and Song Lili watched as the door to the operating room closed, both of them simultaneously stepping back to lean against the wall, their bodies like having their strength drained away, utterly exhausted.

Zhongli Wuzhi slid down the wall and ended up squatting at its base, both hands covering his face...

Song Lili glanced at him, shifted slightly to the side, and found a chair to sit down.

She bent over, her expression pained...

Zhongli Wuzhi harshly wiped his face; everything that had happened today had been too much for him!

Looking up, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Song Lili. Seeing her clutching her stomach, curled up, his whole body tensed again!

"Song Lili! What’s wrong?!"

"...Um..."

"Could it be... could it be stomach pain?" Zhongli Wuzhi asked, his hands shaking!

If Song Lili were to lose her child here or something worse, how could he explain it... to Wen Nian?!

Song Lili looked up, her complexion very poor; she looked at Zhongli Wuzhi,

"My stomach... is hungry."

"..." The anxious look on Zhongli Wuzhi’s face seemed to freeze.

Their eyes met, and Song Lili broke into laughter first.

Zhongli Wuzhi shifted his gaze, awkwardly propping himself up,

"Can you not scare people?"

"It’s you scaring yourself."

Song Lili teased, "But... I really am very hungry..."

Except for a meal on the plane at noon, they had eaten nothing since arriving in Caesar but drank some water.