David Brooks blinked and stood up. “Um... you go back to the dorm first, I’ll go check out the emergency room...” Interns normally don’t have emergency shifts, but every night there are still many interns who voluntarily go to the ER, hoping to learn more.

Ryan Bolton nodded and left the cafeteria with David Brooks, only to find a light drizzle falling from the sky. Thinking there was nothing to do back at the dorm, he simply decided to go to the ER with David Brooks.

The two of them ran toward the ER through the light rain. Before they even arrived, they heard the urgent sound of ambulances approaching. Five ambulances stopped one after another at the ER entrance. Doctors and nurses from the emergency department rushed out in a panic, followed by quite a few interns. Ryan Bolton immediately spotted Megan Clark and the campus beauty Sophie Harris among the rescue team.

A tall young doctor was busy directing the scene. The ambulances had brought in a total of fifteen injured people. The cause was a scaffolding collapse at the tax bureau building in the southeast of the county. Although no one died at the scene, fifteen workers were seriously injured, which was already a very serious incident.

The ER at the county hospital was still very understaffed. Including ENT and pediatrics, there were only five doctors present. The young doctor directing the scene was the orthopedic physician John Green, a graduate of Jiangcheng Medical University, class of '89. He was the senior of Megan Clark, David Brooks, and the others. This was also the first time he had encountered such a situation. While directing the transport of the injured into the ER, John Green instructed Megan Clark to contact the on-duty doctors from each department.

Seeing David Brooks and Ryan Bolton standing there watching, John Green shouted angrily, “You two, go help measure blood pressure!”

David Brooks hurriedly nodded and followed a stretcher inside. Ryan Bolton knew how to take a history and do a physical exam, but he had no idea how to measure blood pressure. A young nurse shoved a sphygmomanometer into his hands, pointed in Sophie Harris’s direction, and signaled for him to measure the blood pressure of the patient Sophie Harris was caring for.

Ryan Bolton walked over. Sophie Harris was clearly also experiencing such an emergency for the first time. Her pretty face was drained of color from nervousness, and a strand of long hair escaped from under her white cap, adding a touch of charm. Ryan Bolton secretly admired her—what a beauty!

Sophie Harris immediately realized Ryan Bolton’s attention was focused on her face. She glared at Ryan Bolton angrily. “Measure the blood pressure!”

“I don’t know how!” Ryan Bolton said honestly.

Sophie Harris bit her lower lip. An intern who didn’t even know such a basic skill as measuring blood pressure—she really wondered what he was good for. She snatched the sphygmomanometer from Ryan Bolton’s hand, pulled up the patient’s sleeve, only to find that both of the patient’s arms were already deformed and turned outward. She immediately panicked a little and looked around for John Green. “Dr. Gao!”

John Green was busy stopping the bleeding for a seriously injured patient and clearly couldn’t attend to her call for help.

Ryan Bolton could tell at a glance that this patient only had elbow dislocations. He smiled faintly and grabbed the patient’s left arm.

Sophie Harris exclaimed, “What are you doing?” In her view, the patient most likely had a fractured arm, and the last thing you should do was move the injured limb at will, to avoid further displacement.

Ryan Bolton paid her no mind. He supported the patient’s upper arm with his left hand, grabbed the wrist with his right, and gave a gentle pull. With a click, the patient’s left arm was successfully reset.

In the blink of an eye, he restored the patient’s right arm as well. Sophie Harris stared at Ryan Bolton in shock. She was the only one present who saw clearly what Ryan Bolton had just done. A vocational school student, yet his orthopedic reduction technique was so skillful. Just from the shape of the patient’s arms, she could tell that the two dislocated arms had been cured by Ryan Bolton in an instant.

Ryan Bolton gave her a mysterious smile. Sophie Harris couldn’t help but blush, finally snapping back to reality. She picked up the sphygmomanometer to measure the patient’s blood pressure. Ryan Bolton watched Sophie Harris’s actions with curiosity—even the simplest blood pressure measurement was a novel experience for him.

But Sophie Harris’s delicate brows suddenly furrowed, and her expression became serious. Although the patient’s blood pressure was normal, his breathing was clearly becoming rapid. The now-conscious patient pointed to his throat, his face quickly turning purplish-red. He was obviously experiencing respiratory distress.

Sophie Harris hurriedly ran to John Green. When John Green heard that patient number 7 was experiencing respiratory distress, he came over to take a look, then quickly gave a treatment plan: “It’s probably upper airway obstruction. Perform a tracheotomy! You do it!” Then he rushed off to another critically injured patient.

Sophie Harris was already at a total loss. Oh my god! She was just a student with only half a year of internship. A tracheotomy—her knowledge was limited to what she’d read in books; she had never done one herself. Remembering Ryan Bolton’s miraculous actions just now, Sophie Harris looked to this vocational school student for help. “You know how to do it, right?”