"Dr. Ji, what's wrong?"
"Dr. Ji..."
Ji Chuan felt the sounds around him gradually fading away. His body was weak, and despite his efforts to stabilize himself, he lost control. His body wouldn't listen, and after swaying a couple of times, he fell with a thud.
"Quick! Quickly support Dr. Ji!"
Ji Chuan fainted. After performing several high-intensity surgeries in succession, he couldn't endure it and collapsed.
When he fell, his head accidentally hit the corner of the table, and blood started to trickle down his temple.
"Quick, quickly bandage Dr. Ji's wound."
"His injury is quite severe; could it be a concussion?"
The doctors hurriedly lifted Ji Chuan onto a hospital bed and started bandaging his wound, but halfway through, another batch of wounded victims was brought in by the rescue team.
All the doctors immediately became busy and couldn't spare any time to care for Ji Chuan.
