Chapter 756
"Doctor! This child won't stop bleeding!" A panicked voice rose from the crowd.
Vivian knelt to examine the injury, her brow furrowed. "How long for the ambulance?"
"Five-car pileup ahead. It's gridlocked," a bystander fretted, wringing his hands.
Vivian studied the girl's ashen face and made a decision. "We can't wait."
She sprang up and pushed through the crowd.
"Hey! Aren't you a doctor? Where are you going?" Someone shouted indignantly.
"What kind of doctor abandons patients?" The onlookers exchanged baffled glances.
"Probably a fraud." A man pulled out his phone. "I'm filming this for social media!"
Vivian sprinted toward the corner pharmacy. Cradling her barely noticeable baby bump, each step sent sharp pains through her abdomen. But medical restrictions could wait—a life was at stake.
The glass door rattled as she shoved it open. Her gaze swept the shelves, seizing止血带, surgical blades, and antiseptic. Her fingers trembled at checkout.
"She's back!" The crowd stirred as Vivian rushed back with her supplies, her lab coat streaked with blood.
"Lay her flat!" Her command brooked no argument.
When she lit an酒精灯 to sterilize the blade, gasps erupted.
"Are you insane?" The phone-wielding man yelled. "Performing surgery on the sidewalk?"
An older woman jabbed a finger at Vivian's youthful face. "You look barely out of med school! Where's your license?"
Vivian tuned them out. Her focus narrowed to the wound, fingertips mapping出血点 with anatomical precision. No CT. No anesthesia. Just her encyclopedic knowledge of vascular pathways.
As the blade parted flesh, she texted Nathan her location. Engine roars echoed through the phone, but the traffic jam remained frozen.
"Ten more minutes," she silently urged the unconscious girl.
The shard embedded in the femoral artery turned every second into a race against death. Sweat beaded on Vivian's temple, but her hand stayed steady in the crimson pool.
Cameras captured her quivering lashes, but not the mental blueprints guiding each millimeter of her incision.