A 5-year-old kid was carried inside, not only were his eyes tightly shut and his face was pale, but his body was also convulsing.
“Doctor, please save my son! The ambulance is coming, but they still need 20 minutes before they get here! I’m afraid my Xanxan won’t last more than ten minutes...” as soon as Yu Erhu opened the door, a middle-aged woman carried a small child inside screaming for help.
Following close behind was a middle-aged man, his face was also showing how worry he was. Other than these two, there was also a woman in her 50s behind them.
Ye Mo wondered if the whole family had come. The child probably had a relapse in his condition and needed to go to the hospital; however, the ambulance could only arrive 20 minutes later, and the family was afraid that his condition would worsen before the twenty minutes, so they came to this clinic trying to save the child’s life for now. They were doing all they could in this time of crisis.
