As the chief physician of the emergency room, although Joe Annis's office is arranged closer to the operating room and ward, it is not too far from the emergency hall where patients enter the hospital.
After all, in an emergency, a distance of just ten meters can be a life-or-death line.
By the time Joe Annis ran to the emergency room, the chaos in the hall still hadn't subsided.
On his way there, he heard two more identical explosions, louder and more violent.
There was a thin layer of dust in the air. The wall on the left side of the entrance that was used to display the background of the hospital and doctors' information was only left in small ruins. The torn bricks and stones were scattered messily on the ground, as if they had just been hit.
Just like a bomb attack.
The security guard Hans, who was still showing off his eight-pack abs to Joe Annis yesterday, was now covered with a layer of gray, and he stood there blankly like a lifelike sculpture.
As for Elson Bedruy, the nurse's girlfriend who Joe Annis was most worried about, was naturally safe and sound. At this time, she was hiding behind the information desk with several nurses on duty, trembling all over.
Joe Annis looked around the entire hall. Everyone was squatting or lying on the ground. There were no injuries on their bodies, and he did not hear the familiar sounds of painful wailing after injuries. There was no pungent smell of gunpowder in the air.
This couldn't help but make him feel a little more relaxed.
——Fortunately, no one was injured.
"What the hell is going on? Is anyone hurt? I brought a first aid kit?"
Facing the deathly silent hall, Joe Annis, who had just arrived at the scene, frowned in confusion, oh no, there is another person in the hall who needs treatment.
Located in the middle of the hall surrounded by people, half-crouched was a little girl with silver hair and blue eyes, a delicate face, who was estimated to be no more than twelve years old. The little denim jacket on the girl's body obviously had a hint of British style, and it was obvious that she was not
It was a resident living nearby. At this time, he was holding up an inconspicuous small wooden stick and looking around with a look of fear.
At the girl's feet, an old and thin old man was lying quietly. The clothes on his body were a little strange. If Joe Annis saw it correctly, he seemed to be randomly wrapped in an ill-fitting women's robe.
In terms of size, it is no surprise that it should be the clothes of the little girl standing next to it - obviously, these two people should be the "strange foreign tourists" that Elson Bedruy said on the phone.
With just a cursory glance, Joe Annis could see that the old man's condition was obviously extremely bad. His lips and cheeks had turned abnormally pale, and his breathing was rapid and heavy. However, the ups and downs of his chest and abdomen were particularly unusual.
Weakness, let alone vertigo, is already a serious pathological condition.
"I think……"
Joe Annis frowned, walked forward quickly with the first aid kit, and was about to say something.
"Jo! Stay back, don't go, that little girl is in danger! Oh, my Lord, she is the devil!"
Seeing Joe Annis in a white coat, he seemed ready to step forward. Elson Bedruy, who was hiding behind the information desk, stood up suddenly, waved his hands and screamed at the chief physician, "
You didn't see that she just waved her hand and blew up a wall. And..."
Elson Bedruy did not fully experience the whole process. She just suddenly felt that the air in the entire hall seemed to be stagnant, just like the suffocation she had experienced in school. Then she raised her head and saw the girl.
The wooden stick in his hand emitted a red light and hit the display wall, followed by an explosion.
Moreover, as if to show that it was not an accident, the little girl in front of him repeated the same action three times, until the entire wall was completely blown to pieces.
"Calm down, Betty. But all I see is a little girl and a patient who needs treatment."
Hearing the words of his little girlfriend behind him, Joe Annis paused for a moment, looked at the little girl not far away through the flying dust, and his eyes came into contact with those crystal clear lake-blue eyes. As a doctor
, he could clearly see the familiar look of helplessness and pleading from inside.
"Well, English? British? I am a emergency medicine."
Joe Annis swallowed. In fact, after getting closer, he began to feel something strange about the little girl in front of him - he had never seen a normal human hand that could emit white light.
Obviously, the little girl in front of him was treating the old man in a way that he couldn't understand.
There is no doubt that the cry for help he heard on the phone before was made by this girl, so he boldly moved forward. As long as he confirmed that the other party was a patient in need of treatment, then for Qiao...
For Annis, the problem is much simpler.
Doctors are never afraid of patients.
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Finally there is a doctor who can speak English.
Elena couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the voice of the man in a white coat opposite her. She had never thought about the horror of the language barrier before.
To be precise, the low popularity and usage rate of English in Salzburg in 1991 was completely beyond her expectation. This was really different from the well-known tourist city she remembered more than 20 years later.
Everyone in the hospital, whether they are security guards or nurses, all speak irritatingly pure German. Even if they use a few English words, their accents sound heavier than those of Japanese and Indians. I don't understand what they are saying at all.
But even if she doesn't understand the language, Elena can vaguely understand what they want to express from the gestures and expressions of the security guards and nurses - there is no doubt that although Austria is one of the countries with the best medical security in the world,
But the premise of such good medical services is based on the resident status of the country.
Elena and Grindelwald, who have black accounts, are essentially no different from those stowaways. Oh no, there is one difference. Generally speaking, stowaways will at least carry some local currency with them. However, they just arrived from Newmont
The two wizards who walked through Gadde Castle to the center of Salzburg can be said to be poorer than beggars. Not to mention Muggle currency, they didn't even bring a copper Knut.
Of course, Elena had already thought about it while on the road. Art should be a universal way of communication. Although it may be a little unfriendly, if the cuteness fails, this is the final solution.
"UK, Scotland. He has diabetic ketoacidosis (Diabetic Ketoacidosis), very serious."
Elena looked at Joe Annis who walked up to her and nodded. Most of the medical terms are universal, which undoubtedly made it easier for her to explain. There was a hint of pleading in the girl's tone,
"Save him, wait until our people come, no matter how much the medical fee is."
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rua~Voice coding is so fast!
Especially when I’m not stuck, luckily I have a detailed outline of this plot~
It can also refresh my mind even when my hands are sore, especially since I went to the hospital to collect some materials in the afternoon, and I finished writing it very smoothly.
Please encourage~Please praise~
It’s so hard to be a food writer, I went to bed crying⊙▽⊙
I can't think of a title. I'll add it tomorrow when I think of it.