After resolving the hypokalemia case, Qin Feng returned to the office.
The others had almost finished their midnight snacks and went back to their tasks.
At two in the morning, the emergency room was still busy, even busier than during the day.
Ambulances arrived occasionally, and they had to be ready for surgery at any time.
"Director Qin, are you busy right now?"
Qin Feng was writing a surgery report when Xiaoxiao approached him, leaning down to ask quietly.
"What's up?"
Looking up, he saw Xiaoxiao's serious expression and felt a bit puzzled.
"The emergency center just brought in a patient who keeps crying out in pain and has mild convulsions."
"I couldn't find the cause after a physical examination, and when I suggested a CT scan, the patient resisted, unwilling to undergo further checks."
"Unwilling to undergo checks?"
Hearing this, Qin Feng was also a bit curious.
"Yes, he said it's an old problem and just wants us to administer a painkiller injection."
