Yet the words of her classmate stirred unease in Xie Wanying's heart. Li Qi'an seemed to have forgotten that there's a clinical phenomenon known as "terminal lucidity."
Soon it was time for another night shift. It was Saturday night, the last shift of the week.
Sun Yubo encouraged the two students, saying, "After tonight's shift and tomorrow's daytime shift, we can rest. At least we won't have night shifts for the next week or the week after."
During the shift change, Doctor Wu and I went on rounds. Along the way, Doctor Wu whispered to Sun Yubo, "I reckon patient in bed 23 is not going to make it. She may seem spirited now, but all her blood indicators are bad. Dr. Gao and his team are prepared, and they've told us on duty to keep a close watch."
Sun Yubo understood what this meant—it would either be his shift or Doctor Wu's shift that would have to perform the resuscitation.
"Have you informed her family?" Sun Yubo inquired about the family's situation.
