This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

Zhou Cheng didn't rest; he went straight to the train station after work.

Only when he walked out of the emergency room building did his expression relax slightly.

The cold wind on the first day of the Lunar New Year felt like it had thorns, stinging my face.

Zhou Cheng wrapped his down jacket tighter around himself, carrying a small suitcase filled with New Year's goods for his parents and a cashmere sweater he had been picking out for his mother for a long time.

He has been working for more than half a year now, from a fresh-faced intern to a regular at the hospital, where overtime has become a daily routine.

It takes another train ride to get from Beijing to their county town.

This train is a green-skinned train, lacking the speed and comfort of high-speed rail, but it is the most convenient way to connect Beijing with my hometown.

Especially during the Spring Festival travel rush, high-speed rail tickets were already sold out, so Zhou Cheng felt very lucky to have managed to snag a hard-seat ticket for this train.

He arrived at the train station half an hour early, but the scene before him still shocked him.

Although it was only the first day of the Lunar New Year, the waiting hall was already packed with people, so crowded that it was hard to find even a place to stand.

The air was filled with the aroma of instant noodles, the smell of sweat, and a faint scent of tobacco, while the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and children crying filled the air.

The sounds of people talking were chaotic, yet they carried a strong festive atmosphere.

Squeezing onto the first train of the new year, Zhou Cheng experienced the terror of the Spring Festival for the first time.

The already cramped carriages were packed to the brim.

The aisles, the connecting areas between carriages, and even under the seats were packed with people.

Some people carried bulging snakeskin bags, some held sleeping children, and some clutched crumpled train tickets.

Zhou Cheng was pushed forward by the crowd, his suitcase being jostled about.

His seat was by the window, in the middle of the carriage. To get there, he had to walk through a narrow aisle and squeeze past everyone around him.

Several times, he accidentally bumped into others and could only apologize repeatedly. The other party would just wave their hand hastily, without much reproach on their face.

We're all in the same boat, rushing home. So we're more tolerant and less calculating.

……

After finally squeezing into his seat, Zhou Cheng was already panting heavily.

His seat was by the window, and the two seats next to him were already occupied, one of whom was a slightly overweight middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dark cotton-padded coat, with a kind smile on his face. He was holding a plastic bag containing a few steamed buns and a packet of pickled vegetables, seemingly preparing to have a meal on the train.

On the other seat sat a young girl, who looked to be in her early twenties, probably a college student. She was wearing a light gray down jacket, had her hair tied in a high ponytail, and wore light makeup. She had delicate features, a tall and well-proportioned figure, and exuded a youthful and beautiful aura.

The girl sat between Zhou Cheng and the chubby uncle, the space was a bit cramped.

Because the carriages were too crowded, the distance between seats was already narrow.

In addition, the chubby uncle's slightly overweight figure took up a lot of space.

The girl could only sit slightly to the side, her legs curled up, a look of discomfort on her face, her brows furrowed slightly. She kept adjusting her posture, but could never find a comfortable position.

She was holding a laptop in her hands, the screen lit up, as if she were looking at some information, but because of her uncomfortable posture, her eyes were somewhat unfocused, and she obviously couldn't concentrate.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Cheng's heart stirred.

He worked in the hospital for many years and was used to seeing all kinds of people in need of help.

Seeing the girl's uneasy expression, and then glancing at his own window seat, which was relatively spacious and offered a place to rest, he spoke up. His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough to drown out the noise around him: "Excuse me, how about we switch seats? I'll sit in the middle, and you can sit by the window."

Hearing the voice, the girl looked up abruptly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Really? Thank you."

Her voice was soft and slightly immature.

Zhou Cheng smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing."

As he spoke, he squeezed to the side and sat down in the middle seat.

The girl quickly got up, carefully moved to a seat by the window, sat down gently, and let out a long sigh of relief.

She adjusted her posture, leaned against the car window, and watched the scenery slowly receding outside, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

After a while, she turned around and handed Zhou Cheng a bottle of mineral water: "Thank you, this is for you."

Zhou Cheng paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "No need, I brought water."

Seeing this, the girl didn't say anything more.

Zhou Cheng leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and wanted to rest for a while.

He was exhausted from last night's shift and just wanted to take a break during the train journey.

The noise in the carriage continued, but he gradually relaxed. He could occasionally hear the sound of a girl typing on a keyboard and the sound of a fat uncle chewing on a steamed bun.

These seemingly insignificant sounds actually make people feel exceptionally at ease.

At least there wasn't the same sense of urgency as when resuscitating patients in the emergency room.

……

The train had been traveling for half an hour.

The scenery outside the window gradually became desolate, and the once bustling urban landscape was replaced by fields and villages.

The people in the carriage gradually quieted down. Some people fell asleep in their seats, some were playing on their phones with their heads down, and others were talking quietly.

Zhou Cheng drifted off to sleep, his mind still preoccupied with what had happened at the hospital and what he would do with his parents when he got home.

Just then, an announcement suddenly came over the loudspeaker, its urgent and heavy tone breaking the silence of the carriage.

"Attention passengers, attention passengers, a passenger in carriage 12 has suddenly fallen ill. The situation is urgent. We urgently request that any passengers with medical personnel on board proceed to carriage 12 to assist in providing treatment. Thank you very much. To reiterate..."

The announcement was repeated three times, each time with a hint of urgency, instantly making the atmosphere in the carriage tense.

The carriage immediately erupted into chaos, and the once quiet carriage became noisy again.

People looked up, their faces showing surprise and worry.

"What happened? Someone suddenly fell ill?"

"I don't know. The radio said it was an emergency. Hopefully, there's a doctor here."

"There are too many people during the Spring Festival travel rush, and the train carriages are stuffy, making it easy for accidents to happen..."

Various voices rose and fell, and everyone's face showed some anxiety.

Upon hearing the broadcast, Zhou Cheng slowly opened his eyes, his sleepiness vanishing instantly.

Instead, there is a professional instinct of tension and composure.

He instinctively sat up straight, his brows furrowing slightly.

He was an emergency room doctor and knew very well what it meant to fall ill on a train.

Without professional medical equipment and sufficient medicine, even a slight delay in treating a serious illness could lead to irreversible consequences.

Just as Zhou Cheng was about to get up, the female college student next to him suddenly stopped what she was doing and stood up abruptly.

"Excuse me, I need to go out for a bit." Her voice was quite urgent.

Zhou Cheng was slightly taken aback and stepped aside to make way.

Watching the girl walk towards carriage 12, Zhou Cheng was puzzled: "She's a doctor, no, a medical student?"