"Yes, there is a group of victims—all injured in a car accident," the trembling nurse replied, pointing towards the elevator. "We've sent them to the emergency room on the 13th floor."
With one swift motion, Zheng Haoyu pushed the young nurse aside and dashed to the elevator, aggressively pressing the up and down buttons multiple times.
The waiting was unbearable, especially at such a life-or-death moment. The elevator was too slow for Zheng Haoyu. He turned and raced towards the staircase.
Thirteen floors, twenty-two steps each. Zheng Haoyu raced up without a second thought. However, once he caught his breath on the thirteenth floor, he found a scene beyond anything he could have possibly imagined.
The hallways and rooms were filled with people—patients, doctors, nurses. There were minor injuries and those too severe to predict. Due to a shortage of beds, many people were groaning in pain in the hallways.
He was taken aback. What was happening here?
