It was Saturday at Binhai University Affiliated Hospital. While there were fewer medical personnel than on a weekday, it was no less busy.
Medical staff in white coats could be seen everywhere, their expressions serious and their steps hurried.
Not everyone was in such a rush, however.
Bathed in the morning sun, sometime after eight o'clock, Yu Beihua pushed a gurney carrying a bald, middle-aged male patient. Together with the patient's family, he left the Little Red House and began the slow journey to the neurosurgery department.
At their current pace, the journey would take about ten minutes.
There was no way around it. The bulky yet delicate instruments required for the patient's treatment were all located in the neurosurgery lab.
