Famous Among Top Surgeons in the 90s-Chapter 1979: Ghost Gate

The van had stopped, but Shen Xifei’s screams hadn’t.

It turned out that the lamppost was already a bit damaged, and with the van’s violent impact, it snapped with a crack, the top part with the wires falling down.

Coincidentally, a gray sedan was driving by normally from the opposite direction. Due to poor road conditions, the sedan driver didn’t see the accident ahead in time to avoid it. The broken lamppost hit the sedan.

The sedan driver panicked and jerked the steering wheel, and the car’s front crashed into a stone pillar on the opposite side of the road and stopped.

Up to this point, the scene was a mess.

Groans, cries, calls for help, the sound of the north wind howling in the snowy air, as if declaring the breath of being shrouded by Death God.

Shen Xifei sat on the ground, her hands and feet trembling, shivering all over: just now, they had definitely walked a round trip to the Ghost Gate.

Doctors hate car accidents the most.

Damn it, with such road conditions and weather, the van driver was actually drunk. When the van driver climbed out from the window and shouted for help, others could even smell the alcohol from his mouth in the air.

Xie Wanying jumped up, phone in hand, first calling 110 and 120 to report the location of the car accident, while running urgently towards the sedan on the opposite side.

The sedan wasn’t like the van; the people inside couldn’t get out by themselves, so there was surely a big problem.

Doctor Hu sat on the ground, panting, and touched her forehead with her right hand, feeling a wet, sticky liquid, probably blood. Fortunately, the bleeding wasn’t much; as she felt with her hand, the wound didn’t seem too bad, likely just a minor abrasion, and the bleeding could quickly stop on its own.

What was worse was her eye. Because of the fall, the clot moved, and her left eye’s vision went black again.

Massaging her left eyeball to save her vision, Doctor Hu anxiously watched in the direction Xie Wanying was running with the limited vision left in her right eye. She knew that Xie Wanying probably wasn’t completely fine after that fall, and definitely needed help rescuing people. For this reason, after getting up, Doctor Hu shouted towards Shen Xifei’s direction: "Get up and help me! What are you standing there for?"

Shen Xifei, who was scolded, shakily stood up on her two feet, both frightened and dizzy from the cold and hunger.

Not waiting for this person any longer, Doctor Hu staggered across the road to provide support.

Arriving beside the gray sedan, Xie Wanying swiftly yanked open the front door.

The male driver inside had one foot stuck and couldn’t get out, though he was otherwise unharmed. Seeing someone coming to rescue, he said anxiously, "My pregnant wife is in the back."

There’s a pregnant woman in the car. Not only that, the condition in the back seat was much worse than the front. The lamppost had struck exactly at the right rear door. The whole door was bent, and from this impact, it could be inferred that the pregnant woman’s life was in danger.

Hearing what the driver said, Xie Wanying quickly maneuvered around to the rear left door, opening the unwarped left door.

A woman in her twenties leaned against the car door, her abdomen swollen, and visibly her waist appeared to be over ninety centimeters, estimated to be over thirty weeks pregnant, her eyes closed, seemingly unconscious.

Xie Wanying patted the injured woman’s face, calling out to her. The pregnant woman didn’t respond. She pressed on the injured woman’s neck artery, the pulse was very weak, and the patient’s breathing from her nostrils was faint, on the verge of disappearing at any moment.