"The person is alive, the regulations are dead! Can't you be flexible? He's already feverish and convulsing, aren't you military doctors? Will you stand by and watch him die?" Ning Chenyang spoke with confidence, his words pouring out in a rapid stream, "If you can't do it, you can ask your colleagues for help! You can ask your supervisor! Please hurry!"
"Save my brother! Save him!" The little girl cried until she was like a person made of tears, but she didn't look cute at all in this state.
"Let me take a look first." The doctor finally relented.
"No, you must take a careful look."
The doctor examined the little boy and almost confirmed he had severe pneumonia, and the condition was already very dangerous, requiring immediate hospitalization.
But right now, she asked about the situation and found it a bit difficult.
First, these two children had no accompanying guardian. Second, the medical expenses the children would face were impossible for them to pay.
