His younger brother got gun shot in his gut. He is hurriedly driving car to find the nearest hospital in downtown. He found random small hospital so he stopped the car. He started to run toward hospital holding his brother. Younger brother is struggling and his face is pale. He is bleeding a lot.
He couldn’t check what hospital’s profession is. He just holds his brother and goes upstairs to the hospital door. Then he goes to front desk. He says, “He’s dying! Please. He’s dying.” The woman points to room number 11111. As he reach there, a man came out of room with moving bed. He put his younger brother on the bed and follow inside the room. There is another man preparing for operation. They check his younger brother without any word. He sobs covering his face with his hands. He slowly step back out of room.