The scene was in complete chaos. Medical workers were engaged in frantic rescue efforts. Ambulances arrived one after another, their azure headlights flashing wildly against the dim sky. Countless makeshift hospital beds were rolled out, and in the distance, medical supplies were piled up like small mountains.
It had essentially become a miniature hospital. In fact, its capacity to handle emergency surgical trauma had already surpassed that of an ordinary hospital. After all, the ambulances were stocked with top-tier equipment from various hospitals in neighboring cities, and the medical staff were all elite surgeons.
Meanwhile, Su Yue looked around, his face full of bewilderment. He wondered, "What should I do? Just stand here like an idiot?"
"Su Yue, could you do me a favor?"
Just then, a Sixth-Grade Grandmaster from the Zhenqin Corps walked over. He seemed to have noticed Su Yue's bewilderment and spoke with a knowing smile.
