Even though it was nighttime, the line at the cashier was pretty long since there were many people in the emergency room that day.
It was almost Yolanda's turn when a group of people swarmed in abruptly from the outside. These people flocked around the medical staff, pushing the stretcher, and frantically headed to the emergency room.
The person on the stretcher had a huge patch of blood on his chest. His face was deathly pale, his eyes were tightly shut, and he had an oxygen mask on his face. His condition looked very critical.
Yolanda saw an unexpectedly familiar face in the crowd.
It was Joel.
"Jude, Jude! Hang in there!
"Jude!"
The one on the stretcher was Jude Kaufman!
"I'll go take a look."
Yolanda handed the payment invoice to Gavin and ran in the emergency room's direction.
When she arrived at the emergency room, Jude was already wheeled into the trauma room.
"Damn it!"
Joel was outside the trauma room, looking very hopeless.
"It's my fault! It's all my fault!"
"Did Mr. Kaufman get shot?"
When Yolanda was walking over, she overheard the medical staff discussing the retrieval of the bullet.
"D-Dr. Henderson?"
Joel was slightly taken aback, and then a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.
"Dr. Henderson, please, can you figure out how to save Jude? I beg of you."
Instantly, Joel bent as he was about to kneel before Yolanda yanked him up by his arm.
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