Mo Kai is not someone who likes to join in on the excitement. In the field of Psychological Consultation, the first rule is to learn to "protect oneself wisely" and not to carelessly involve oneself in matters that aren't one's own concern.

Young people with formal training remember these rules firmly.

Moreover, with important tasks at hand and having finally secured an opportunity to skip the line, it makes sense to hold onto it tightly.

He watched as Nurse Chen, under Doctor Qiu's stiff gaze, chatted with Nan Zhubin and the others for quite a while before stopping the conversation with "Oh, you'd better go save your spot, or else you might have to line up again."

Judging by the situation, if it weren't for the worry about the flow of people, Nurse Chen might have chatted with Nan Zhubin and the others even longer.

Only then did she seem to notice Doctor Qiu and the others, and she walked over with small steps, "Doctor Qiu, I just checked the third and second floors…"

Finally hearing the information he needed, but Doctor Qiu's expression became even stiffer because Nurse Chen, after delivering her report, turned and left with a face showing she had had enough social interaction, not wanting to say another word.

"Little Huang…" After taking a deep breath, Doctor Qiu said slowly, "You just mentioned those two... two teachers, they're from your company as well, right? Why don't we go line up for the physical examination together?"

Assistant Huang blinked, "Wouldn't that be too troublesome for Doctor Qiu…"

"No, it's not."

Watching Doctor Qiu suddenly quicken his steps, Mo Kai vaguely felt like he heard the BGM that plays at the start of a boxing match.

At the same time, the commotion outside the window seemed to grow louder; however, it no longer mattered. It's not that he doesn't like excitement, but that the real excitement seemed to be right in front of him, and he himself was about to become part of it.

But sometimes, some things are impossible to avoid even if you want to.

Just as Doctor Qiu was about to reach Nan Zhubin, Assistant Huang quickly intervened between them, and they introduced each other with the turning Nan Zhubin, then proceeded downstairs together.

However.

To their surprise, the entrance of the physical examination department, which Nurse Chen said "doesn't require lining up" was now tightly packed with people, three and four deep.

And these people didn't even look like they're lining up.

"What's going on, what's the situation?"

Before Mo Kai and the others could react, Doctor Qiu's expression changed. Without caring anymore about Nan Zhubin or Assistant Huang, he instinctively raised his white coat and squeezed inward.

The crowd parted, and Mo Kai quickly saw what was happening inside.

In his sight, an object was flashing with a murky yet cold gleam.

It was a knife, a kitchen knife.

...

Nan Zhubin was standing a bit further behind, habitually scanning the surroundings and using his Micro-expression·Intermediate skill to broadly assess the reaction of the onlookers, evaluating the current situation.

[Eyebrows raised inward, lips slightly pressed, body slightly curled up—worry.]

[Pupil dilation, facial stiffness, hands on chest or mouth in a calming gesture—fear and avoidance.]

As Doctor Qiu moved inward, more reactions appeared.

[Eyebrows pressed down, slightly furrowed, pupils contracted, lips tightly pressed—anger.]

[Body leaning forward, neck stretched, facial expression mostly blank—curiosity?]

As Doctor Qiu parted the crowd, following him, Nan Zhubin and the others were also pushed to the front, and Nan Zhubin finally saw the innermost scene.

A hoarse roar came to their ears.

"Is there a doctor here? Good! Doctor... wait, not this doctor!"

The roaring person was waving a rusty kitchen knife, "Get Doctor Liu here, bring the doctor who harmed my daughter-in-law and great-grandson here, don't think you can fool me!"

There was no need to read into the expression of this person.

Nan Zhubin focused his gaze; the knife-wielding man was a middle-aged man appearing to be in his forties or fifties, with dry, dark skin, and eyes murky yet blazing. Clearly in an air-conditioned room, yet now his entire body was drenched in sweat from head to toe.

Beside him was a hospital bed, on which lay a woman in her twenties with closed eyes, pale skin, and a blanket meant for warmth was half pulled away, revealing an arm still hooked to an IV.

The IV tube was connected to a drip stand, now toppled to one side, with the drip long ceased to flow.

Standing at the front of the crowd was a nurse with a bun hairstyle, also sweating profusely with anxiety.

The old man pointed at the bun-haired nurse with the kitchen knife, "You're no good either, you all harmed my great-grandson! But you're not enough! I want the responsible Doctor Liu, get your Doctor Liu here!"

He then circled the hospital bed with the kitchen knife, scaring the crowd back two steps.

Doctor Qiu took a deep breath and asked the bun-haired nurse, "What's happening?"

...

Through intermittent recounting, Nan Zhubin and the others quickly understood the situation.

The one on the hospital bed was the old man's daughter-in-law, who had been coming to the hospital for regular check-ups ever since confirming her pregnancy, accompanied by both the old man and his son.

But last week, the pregnant woman suddenly felt unwell, and the family thought something might be wrong with the baby, urgently sending her to see the doctor.

After an examination—it was acute appendicitis.

Worried about affecting the fetus, the family hesitated for half a day about the surgery. After much persuasion, they finally signed the surgery consent form under the attending doctor's recommendation, following pre-operative instructions. However, the next day, as the anesthesia was administered on the surgical table, the pregnant woman suffered severe regurgitation aspiration.

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