"Teacher Feng? Teacher Feng!"
"This is bad—Teacher Feng's not going to make it. We need to get him to a hospital, fast!"
On the morning of June 9, quite a few people in Limei Hotel anxiously gathered around a mild-mannered-looking man.
Teacher Feng had started running a fever several days ago. He had thought that more rest, hot water, and medicine would make him better, but after several days, his condition had only worsened.
That morning, someone checked on him and found that his entire body was burning hot. He was delirious and had fallen unconscious. This was no longer something medicine alone could handle—they had to send him to a hospital.
But the problem was, how were they supposed to get him there?
"We need the authorities to send a vehicle!" someone said. "We can't transport him ourselves!"
"Call the Emergency Management Office! Call the hospital!"
After discussing it, they called an Official Department and explained the situation once the line connected.
"Hello! This is Limei Hotel. Someone here is seriously ill and needs to be taken to the hospital immediately!"
"Understood. We'll coordinate arrangements as soon as possible."
"Please hurry! He's already unconscious!"
After the call, everyone waited for more than half an hour, but no vehicle came. When they called again, they received the same reply: "There are currently too many people seeking assistance. We'll coordinate arrangements as soon as possible."
It was unbearably worrying. Someone went to find the captain of the armed squad standing in a corner, but he was helpless when it came to this sort of problem as well.
"We're only responsible for handling public security issues. I'm afraid we can't do anything about other matters," the squad captain said.
He was telling the truth. At a time like this, the gun in