A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

Chapter 302 An 80s-born, laid-off military wife x A demobilized cook (22 chapters)

Not long after Pan Ci left, the cultural troupe and the military medical personnel arrived.

"Is it that serious? Comrade, quickly remove these bandages so we can see the wound."

The military doctor was very young, with no wrinkles on his face and no insignia on his shoulder straps; he seemed to be a newcomer to the medical department.

"No, her bleeding has just stopped. Quickly get a stretcher, lift her onto the vehicle, and take her to the hospital."

No hospital was built in the military region because the Second Provincial Hospital is not far from here.

"We don't need a car, right? Just wake her up, and we'll help her to the hospital."

Wei Anle's eyes widened in shock: "She's unconscious and can't be woken up."

"Aiqin, did you really call these people from the military medical department?" Wei Anle couldn't believe it.

"We're from the military medical department, but we've just started our internships. All the other military doctors have been called to the Second Provincial Hospital to treat Commander Liu's daughter."

"Isn't she in the hospital...? Why do we need so many doctors?" Li Jiaojiao frowned, unable to understand.

"Commander Liu said he'd be gone for half an hour," the medical intern glanced at his watch. "He should be back in a little while."

Pan Ci summoned several soldiers who ran over carrying a stretcher: "Quickly bring the person up, the vehicle will be here soon."

After running until her face was pale and she was panting, she said, "What's going on at the medical station? There's no one there."

Li Jiaojiao pointed to the two people next to her: "They said the military doctors have all been called to the Second Provincial Hospital."

"But we can't leave none of them alive."

Pan Ci cursed inwardly, "This is outrageous!"

After the car arrived, Li Jiaojiao prepared to leave and washed her hands.

"Wei Jiao? Where are you going? Get in the car quickly!" Pan Ci pulled her into the car.

"You're relatively calm and can react quickly, so come with us."

Pan Cishou's throat tightened the whole way, and her way of relieving it was to urge the driver to drive faster and to pinch her thigh from time to time.

"Leader"

"Huh?" Pan Ci shuddered. "What's wrong? What happened to her?"

"It's not Pang Xingni, it's just that I think we should find time to organize first aid training for the people in the group, so they can use it in a critical situation."

"Yes, yes, yes," Pan Ci nodded repeatedly, making a mental note of it.

After Pang Xingni was carried away, there was still a large pool of blood on the ground. The vocal music students stayed behind to clean up the mess.

Ning An and the students from the second vocal class watched the whole thing from upstairs.

They were quite far apart, and by the time they were about to call for help, Zou Miaoyin had already run back to the classroom to get someone.

Lu Ying'e crumpled the curtains, her tone slightly dissatisfied: "Class Monitor Xie from Class One really showed off in front of the regimental commander this time."

"This is a human life," Ning An said abruptly, standing beside her. "If you continue to discuss this, you'll be disciplined."

Lu Ying'e held her breath and bit her lip hard.

He didn't say anything, but he was definitely not convinced.

Lin Shuanghua secretly rejoiced that she had spoken too slowly and hadn't said anything that Ning An could hear.

Lin Shuanghua pulled her to a corner and whispered, "There are too many people here. If word gets out, it won't be good for our Class Two's reputation."

Lu Ying'e nodded: "Let's talk about it when we get back to the dormitory."

Ning An was standing on high ground, and she could clearly see the two people's little actions.

Ning An concealed the emotions in her eyes and asked herself, "Was it really right to act so indiscriminately, only caring about the limelight and fame...?"

Liu Runquan was smoking by the window when he saw several men in military uniforms coming downstairs. He then ordered the guards around him to go down and inquire.

The guards returned quickly.

"Sir, someone from the cultural troupe has fallen and been brought here for emergency treatment. Commander Pan has also arrived."

Emergency treatment? This is no minor injury. Liu Runquan turned around and saw that the doorway to the ward was full of doctors.

Quick-witted, he immediately realized: "Go and send the two military doctors back to the medical station."

"Go downstairs again and tell Commander Pan that there are vacant wards here, and he can arrange for them to come up."

The Second Provincial Hospital has received a batch of patients from district hospitals who needed to be transferred due to expansion, and the wards are now very tight.

After the person left, Liu Runquan irritably stubbed out his cigarette. "These are truly troublesome times."