"How could something like poplar catkins be used to make hemostatic cloth? The fibers are so short and the material is so weak—it doesn't even come close to the standards for medical supplies. These businessmen will do anything to make a profit. They're actually joking with patients' lives!"
Tang Dong shot to his feet, his face livid. "I will absolutely not allow this shoddy hemostatic cloth to be used in my surgeries! I'm going to see the hospital president. We can't procure this stuff!"
However, before he could even step out of his office, the phone from the emergency room rang.
A nurse answered the phone. After listening for a few moments, her expression changed. She quickly said to Dr. Tang Dong, "Director Tang, the ER just admitted a patient with a sudden acute myocardial infarction. He needs an immediate coronary bypass surgery. The situation is critical!"
