Two hours later, Xie Ning installed all the computers in Pengxi Township Emergency Department with new software.

Even the backup generator is ready, for fear of an aftershock that will lead to power outage and data loss.

The post-disaster relative search system is also launched on the Internet simultaneously, with various data uploaded, and everything is done step by step. (Note 1)

With the professional system, the efficiency has been greatly improved.

The diagnosis and whereabouts of various critically ill patients were made, and the patient was clearly seen. Xie Ning's subordinates, who were wearing more than a dozen suits and ties, turned the fever clinic of Pengxi Township Hospital into an information database here, sorting out the unblocked veins.

Some people kept answering the phone to determine which hospital the patient was transferred to, and then the information was entered.

Xie Ning knew that for the same system, General Manager Ji had contacted the front-line command center and prepared to install it and connect it to the system network of various hospitals.

He sat in front of a notebook, flipping through the information, and had a deep understanding of the overall data.

Overall, it's shocking.

The number of injured people is very large. The post-operative wounded people in Pengxi Township are already full. If the injuries are serious, they will be transported through 120 ambulances from all over the country. If the injuries are average, they will be transported through taxis and private cars from Rongcheng.

Pengxi Township is like a flood discharge dam, minimizing the pressure on West China, the last line of defense, and Xie Ning unknowingly became the night watchman here.

In the distance, a harsh whistle sounded.

Xie Ning's heart moved, he immediately stood up and looked into the distance.

A BMW X5 drove over quickly. If it were normal, Xie Ning would be sure that the driver had drunk alcohol, this was a standard drunk driving.

But here, it must not be.

What exactly happened?

He called people out, and several volunteers followed Xie Ning in tired steps.

The harsh sound of brakes came, and the tires were rubbing unevenly on the ground, and the smell of rubber could be vaguely smelled.

Xie Ning's eyebrows frowned.

A steel bar pierces the driving position of the BMW X5 and is embedded in the body.

The driver inside insisted on driving over and then took his last breath? Such a bloody plot was just a flash, so Xie Ning went to check it out immediately.

The driver was pale and lay on the steering wheel, gasping heavily.

He was wearing volunteer clothes, his back and the ends of his hair were covered in cold sweat.

The clothes were already broken through cold sweat, and turned into dust and mud and stuck to their bodies.

Xie Ning looked at it and saw the steel bars penetrated through the body and pierced the driver's left thigh. There was a pool of blood under the driver's seat, which was shocking.

No wonder he had to honk the whistle all the way, half of the steel bar was outside, no matter what he hung it, even the car and the people were all over.

So desperate... Why?

However, this question is not something we should consider now. Xie Ning immediately asked: "Ten minutes ago, the fire brigade, did you have the contact number?"

A secretary immediately replied: "Yes!"

"Contact them, explain the situation, and ask them to send someone to support them."

The secretary turned and left. Feng Xuhui, who was sitting in the driver's seat, barely supported his body, and the wet and cold sweat fell down.

"Is this Pengxi Township Hospital?"

"This is Pengxi Township Hospital, you are..."

"Mr. Zheng Ren, please be here." Feng Xuhui asked intermittently.

His thigh was pierced by steel bars, and the severe pain and excessive blood loss made him fall into shock.

If I hadn't had an obsession in my heart, I'd probably have fainted.

"Is Zheng Ren? Is Zheng Ren from Haicheng First Hospital?" Xie Ning asked.

"Yes, it's him." Feng Xuhui glanced at the time, just now, "My back seat, trunk, and the two cars behind are all consumables that Mr. Zheng needs. I'll trouble you next."

After saying that, Feng Xuhui fainted.

There were already medical staff who laid a little bit on him through the car window. Xie Ning knew that this person should have lost too much blood and would not have too many problems.

But did he come to transport goods? In two hours, he ran from Rongcheng to Pengxi Township, or was still suffering from severe trauma due to constant aftershocks.

This guy is really hard-working.

Soon, a fire brigade driving to the front line sent people back, sawed the steel bars with professional tools, carried Feng Xuhui out of the car, and rescued him.

Feng Xuhui did not expect that by accident, he missed Zheng Ren again.

But what Zheng Ren and Su Yun wanted were delivered on time.

The delivery of the goods could not delay Mr. Zheng’s rescue. This idea supported him to drive to Pengxi Township Hospital when he was seriously injured.

Xie Ning asked someone to carry various consumables such as guide wires, conduits, etc.

He didn't understand what he was doing, but it didn't matter whether he understood it or not. He was transported to the interventional catheter room, where Director Jiang went to classify it.

This young man can, his cheap son-in-law, can use such a person, and things seem to be becoming more and more interesting.

Everything on this side is on track, and Xie Ning no longer needs to use the most original pen and paper to record.

With time, he simply changed his clothes and went straight into the operating room. He was helping Director Jiang on the surface and sorting various consumables. In fact, he wanted to observe Zheng Ren up close.

Using several stainless steel flat trucks that usually deliver garbage, pushing various interventional consumables, Xie Ning brought people to the interventional catheter room.

The operating room door was open and a patient had just been sent in.

Seeing that the pressure inside stopped bleeding, Director Jiang and a young doctor sent the next patient in.

"Is Manager Feng reliable? The consumables are used up soon!" Su Yun's voice came from it.

"The consumables are here." Xie Ning raised his voice and said, "Director Jiang, come and classify the following categories."

Two figures walked out of the operating room. Su Yun bent down and skillfully found the two catheters. He glanced up and did not see Feng Xuhui's figure.

"Where is Manager Feng?" Su Yun asked.

"I was injured on the road, and the steel bars shot out by the aftershock penetrated through my left thigh and were being rescued." Xie Ning's plain narrative.

Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

This doggy day aftershock!

He lowered his head and hurried into the operating room.

Xie Ning also came to the corridor and looked at him sideways. Zheng Ren had finished brushing his hands, holding a curved plate in his left hand and an oval pliers in his right hand, and was disinfecting.

"The operation is still going well?" Xie Ning asked.

"So smooth." Director Jiang squatted on the ground, looking happy. When the ammunition and food were exhausted, he sent a lot of ammunition and something more timely than this?

Xie Ning said that Director Jiang didn't care much about the delivery person.

These days, I have seen too many seriously injured people. It’s just that their thighs are penetrated by steel bars, small things, small things.

At this time, as long as you cannot die, it is a trivial matter.

"Twenty or thirty surgeries were done in one breath, and all the wire guide catheters in stock were used up." Director Jiang began to sort the consumables and said while doing it: "If you want to say that doctors from the imperial capital are of high level!"

As he was talking, the door of another operating room opened.

Mu Tao walked out of it.

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Chapter completed!