Always There: Win My Ex-wife Back

"I don't know. She's probably the wife of one of the construction workers."

Michelle felt lucky that she had changed into a pair of flat shoes. Otherwise, with all the hustle and bustle currently happening in the emergency department, she would've had a hell of a time running here and there in heels. From the distance, she could already see two male nurses carrying a pregnant woman, who was covered in blood, to one of the hospital beds. The woman was so bloody that Michelle couldn't even tell which part of her was bleeding.

"Ma'am, I'm Michelle. The doctors from the department of gynaecology and obstetrics aren't here yet, so I'm going to give you an emergency treatment first. If you feel uncomfortable in the process, please tell me immediately," Michelle said as she started to conduct a preliminary diagnostic examination on the pregnant woman.

"Prepare for an ultrasound."

"Understood."

The pregnant woman kept groaning in pain. She seemed to be in so much pain she had no strength to move.

"Does this part hurt?" Michelle asked.

"It hurts a lot. Is my baby okay?" The pain made the pregnant woman clutch Michelle's hand tightly. The bed sheet was already wet from her sweats.

"I suspect you're suffering from a placental abruption, but rest assured, your baby's temporarily safe. We're going to send you to the delivery room immediately." Michelle continued to examine the woman and eventually concluded that the woman didn't suffer any fatal or major injuries. Most of the blood on her body wasn't hers. She heaved a sigh of relief. Now that she was certain the woman was in no immediate mortal danger, she right away told the nurses to help her to send the woman to the delivery room.

(Please kindly disregard any mistakes in the contents concerning the emergency department and emergency treatments. Thank you. )

More than a dozen victims were sent here so without exception, every member of the emergency department had their hands full with rescue operations. Michelle too hurriedly went back to her post after she sent the pregnant woman to the department of gynaecology and obstetrics. George was also in the room, though he had now put on a white robe. Although he was undeniably handsome and charming no matter what he wore, this white uniform made him look like a real angel.

But Michelle didn't have time to let her mind wander around. She quickly joined the crowd of busy medical staff and tried her best to save more lives.

By the time Michelle and the others finished treating more than a dozen patients whose states of injuries were all different, the sky outside was already dark.

Several new nurses, who had been flustered by the hectic situation, had gotten scolded by George until they burst into tears. They were now hiding in an inconspicuous corner without daring to say a word. Although this man was so handsome, he was too hot-tempered! They just reacted a little bit slowly. Why did he have to be that fierce?

"We're working in the emergency department. Every move we make is related to the patient's life. Even a small mistake might cause a delay that could cost a patient's life. If you don't want the patient to die during your treatment, you should act more quickly later on!" George said loudly. His eyes were on the two nurses hiding in the corner.

The two nurses didn't dare to say anything. They just pursed their lips and kept their heads lowered. They knew that their professional skills didn't meet the standard, so they could only endure the rebuke. Besides, George was right. Who were they? They were nurses. They couldn't let the patients die in their care.

Michelle, who was rubbing her sore neck and stroking her hungry stomach, naturally heard George reprimanding those nurses. However, she only glanced at them, turned around, and walked out with a sigh. She wanted to get changed and grab something to eat. She hadn't eaten anything today, and her stomach had started to ache again. Had she known she wouldn't have any time to eat, she would've had breakfast this morning.

"Michelle?" Someone suddenly called her name, snapping her out of her thoughts.

She stared blankly at the man in black before her eyes. 'How could he be here?' Gerard stood in front of Michelle, and there were at least four people behind him. From their looks, those people seemed to be his lawyers or his secretaries, or perhaps a mix of both.

"Gerard?" This was the first time she didn't address him as Mr. Roberts. After all, this was her workplace. If someone heard it, the one who'd suffer was herself.