The inpatient building of Jinrui Hospital.
Third floor, intensive care unit.
The air is filled with the smell of disinfectant. The cold wind passes through the cracks in the windows and forms a draft along the corridor, which cannot be taken away.
In the small single-room wards, only through the glass on the door, you can vaguely see the empty hospital beds inside, or the silent patients with only their chests still heaving.
Everyone walking up and down the stairs was in a hurry and looked solemn. The doctors hung stethoscopes around their necks and went to and from the operating room and the rest room with greetings.
"Doctor Ding, you're up so early."
The doctor who was going down the stairs saw Ding Qiunan carrying a thermos and a washbasin, and nodded with a kind smile. , said hello to her.
"Good morning, Mr. Pang, I'm going up here first."
Dr. Ding, who was wearing a mask, couldn't tell whether there was a smile on his face. His head dropped slightly and turned sideways. Turn sideways and let him go down first.
When Ding Qiunan arrived on the third floor, he took off his mask. He smelled the familiar smell of disinfectant in his nose and sighed helplessly.
"Morning, Doctor Ding, here you go again. Have you had breakfast? Would you like to bring you two steamed buns?"
The young nurse on duty at the nurse station also waited for the handover of the shift. When he saw Ding Qiunan carrying a kettle upstairs, he also greeted him warmly.
"Forget it, I'll go to the cafeteria later to eat. Xiao Zhang, has the water pump in Room 9 been hooked up?"
"Oh, Doctor Ding, don't worry. , I hung up on him at six o'clock, I'll go first."
The little nurse who just came down the stairs hurriedly patted her chest and motioned for her to do something. You have to feel at ease, look. After receiving Doctor Ding's thumbs up, he hurried to the cafeteria to cook.
After resting for a while, Doctor Ding shook her right hand that was holding the thermos bottle. The bottle and the hot water were very solid and weighed more than ten kilograms, which really made her feel a little strenuous.
I gritted my teeth again and walked to the familiar ward. I looked inside through the glass and saw that the white cup still looked like it had been compacted last night. I looked a little sad, but I still pushed it away. door.
The huge ward only had an iron bed, a flat black bedside table with a white body, and the rest was a trash can and a wooden stool, so it looked empty.
The infusion pole next to the hospital bed has a glass bottle the size of the cheek hung on it. There is about half of the liquid in it, which is slowly flowing into the patient lying on the hospital bed along the pipe. in a vein in the arm.
The person sitting in the corner looked at Dr. Ding after entering the door. He didn't say anything, he just looked at her quietly. Maybe he was used to it after so many days.
"You go and eat, I'll give him a wipe"
The man in the corner released his hands from his belly, nodded, and said nothing. He walked out and even closed the door.
Put down your handsThe enamel basin and hot water bottle, Doctor Ding immediately looked at the infusion set, adjusted the flow rate, took out a rubber hot water bag from his arms, wrapped the infusion tube around the hot water bag a few times, and then Then stuffed under the white quilt.
When his cold fingers touched him, Ding Qiunan lifted Li Feng's palm up, and then placed the hot water bottle under his palm.
Looking at the unconscious man on the hospital bed, Dr. Ding’s eyes were filled with emotional tears. She really couldn’t bear to lift the quilt, even if she was a doctor, she couldn’t bear to look directly at him. That scary knife edge.
The person on the hospital bed remained motionless, like a rag doll. No matter whether the liquid injected into the body was cold or warm, there was no reaction at all.
The pale young man seemed to have consumed all his energy and energy, drained all the strength from his body, and all the fatigue accumulated to the point of weakness after the explosion.
If he hadn't been breathing like a gossamer, he would have been pushed to the morgue on the ground floor long ago.
Silently pouring hot water into the basin, moistening the towel, and wringing it out vigorously. Doctor Ding carefully approached the bed and wiped the face of the young man with his eyes closed tightly.
The aura exuded by this young man in a coma seemed to have a soothing effect on people who could sleep peacefully. For several days in a row, Ding Qiunan, who was sitting next to him and reading a book, always felt... It was falling asleep unconsciously.
After wiping her cheeks clean, the corners of Dr. Ding’s mouth began to rise again. She would occasionally look at the other person’s stern face quietly. Precisely because she was sure that he would not wake up, the more she looked at him. The more familiar it becomes.
After careful observation, Dr. Ding’s eyelashes trembled slightly and his eyes were fixed on his chin. The stubble had already grown out.
The little boy has a hint of an adult.
He glanced at the door with a guilty conscience. After seeing that no one was observing the ward, Dr. Ding bit his lower lip with his white teeth and rubbed the patient's face with his slender fingers, his eyes a little blurry.
It felt like I was back in that dormitory filled with the smell of alcohol, at the tail end of spring, when this face and my own cheek were tightly pressed together.
The stubble is like a needle pricking people's hearts. Doctor Ding's eyes are a little stringy. Why did this bad guy, such a heartless person, only tell her after he got married?
The fingers that were rubbing his cheeks pinched his cheeks in an instant. With his bulging cheeks and the fierce light in his eyes, Doctor Ding wanted to stab the man in front of him with a knife, stabbing him for more than thirty times. Knife, knife, avoid vital points.
In the end, it was still not screwed down.
Women change really fast, and they are indeed fickle animals.
"Qi, why am I comparing myself to a dead person? I'm telling you, if you don't wake up and keep up with your nutrition, you will starve to death and your kidneys and organs will fail. Death will be ugly."
Doctor Ding turned around and took out a spoon and bowl from the bedside table.While talking to himself, he brewed the brown sugar and also mixed in the glucose from the hospital.
Then he seemed to react, remembered something, and slowly turned around.
Tilting his head, he stared at Li Feng's neck, and slowly lowered his body. The orchid-like breath came out of his mouth, and his lips were only an inch away from his neck.
"Isn't that right? Didn't I have an injury to my neck before?"
Reminiscing about how the two of them were incompatible with each other when they first met, Dr. Ding smiled and walked around to the other side. , checking the palms that he had personally disinfected.
"Eh"
"Where's the scar"
There is no scar on the neck, so that's it. The wound is shallower, but on the palm of the left hand, it is deep into the bone. After the wound healed, there was no trace of scar. She had been a doctor for so long, and she had never encountered a patient without scars.
According to textbooks, scars are essential in the healing process of the human body. This man broke her knowledge again.
It was so mysterious that the bowl of brown sugar water on the bedside table was no longer steaming. She was still studying Li Feng's palm, looking left and right.
"唔唔"
After the security guard opened the door, he saw this scene. Then he suddenly remembered something and knocked on the door that had been opened. It doesn’t matter if you knock or don’t come in, it doesn’t matter if you don’t.
Doctor Ding, who was studying palmistry, had his eyes widened with panic. He stuffed Li Feng's left hand into the quilt and hurriedly turned around to get the brown sugar water.
"Put him up a little, otherwise he will choke easily." Dr. Ding, who was carrying his body, said calmly.
The look in the security guard's eyes was a little strange. This guy was lying on the bed. No, maybe, I heard he was married. This doctor was doing blood transfusions and studying palmistry.
"Yes"
When Li Feng's head was slightly closer to the bedrail and raised a little, Dr. Ding's expression returned to calm. He picked up the whistle and invited him to drink sugar water one spoon at a time.
"Did he also get injuries on his neck and left hand from you?"
The security guard who had breakfast shook his head. Although he was also from Beijing Station, He had no idea that Li Feng had been injured before.
"I don't know, what's the problem?"
"Oh, it's okay"
If it were someone else, Dr. Ding would definitely want to study it in depth. After all, the dermis is Destruction without leaving scars is already a breakthrough in her common sense. She needs to study it more or less, but if it is Li Feng.
Then, we can only forget it.
"When I met him, it was because of his first injury. He was very afraid of pain. When he applied the tampon to the wound, he couldn't hold it down. I didn't expect that someone so afraid of pain would , will also join your team."
As he spoke, Doctor Ding remembered that when he was disinfecting Li Feng in the Sixth Hospital, he cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf.Seeing the scene at that time, I couldn't help but smile, and thought of that nook and corner in the machine repair shop, where this unfaithful man lowered his head and kissed me.
Smiling, tears flowed down involuntarily, dripping into the bowl of brown sugar water, and then dripping onto the eyelashes of the sleeping young man. The tears flowed down his long eyelashes and fell from his eyes. The corners of his eyes overflowed.
"Sorry"
Hastily continued to feed him the brown sugar water. Doctor Ding, who knew he was losing his composure, wiped the corners of his eyes, sniffed and stood up again.
"It's okay. He has a lovable personality and can become friends with many people, such as"
The security guard pointed to the door. Doctor Ding looked up and realized , a man with his head wrapped in a cloth, lingering at the door, never daring to open the door and come in.
When Translator Lu at the door saw the two people in the ward looking at him, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
"Sorry to bother you, I am his comrade, one who has been in the trenches"
When he opened the door and came in, he was a little restrained and did not dare to look directly at the person lying on the bed. The young man put his hands together and said hello to Dr. Ding.
Translator Lu looked at the silent Li Feng out of the corner of his eye, feeling really sad.
If he hadn't been there at that time, I'm afraid, I would have been lying on the hospital bed, and there might have even been a party at home.
He really regards Li Feng as a comrade-in-arms, the kind who can hand over his back. Even if he hasn’t had a few drinks or boasted a few times, he still agrees with him from the bottom of his heart. What this young man did.
"Will he die?"
Until he accepted the reality in his heart and felt that he was facing the young man in the hospital bed, Translator Lu opened his mouth and suppressed the question.
"I don't know, but if you don't wake up, your body won't be able to stand it."
The truth is very simple. If a person doesn't eat, just liquid food, his iron body will also Broken.
"We in Nagada have Changbai Mountain ginseng that has grown for tens or hundreds of years. Can we hang on to it? If possible, I will have it sent over there."
The eyes of Lu Yiyi , with unconcealable sadness, such a young life had saved him, I really couldn't bear to see him pass away like this, he wiped his nose, looked at Doctor Ding and asked.
“That’s it, I sent them a telegram. It would be a waste to keep this thing at home.”
Seeing Doctor Ding’s silence, Translator Lu rushed out of the door, but after opening the door , stunned for a moment.
"Webmaster"
"What happened to my brother?"
Before Zheng Chaoyang could reply, Dalvi behind him grabbed Lu The translator's collar sprayed curry-flavored English directly on his face.
"He's in there"
Pointing to the ward with a gloomy expression, Translator Lu turned his head away, not looking at Dalvi who looked anxious.
“Hey Mist Lee,I'm here to visit you."
Hearing Translator Lu's words, Dalvi was overjoyed and pushed him to the door, shouting carelessly towards the inside.
Whether it was inside the house The security personnel, Dr. Ding, and even Zheng Chaoyang at the door looked at this guy who was running rampant and didn't regard himself as an outsider like a fool.
"Hey, wake up, Mist. Li, I'm going home, don't sleep."
Dalvi walked quickly to the bedside and patted Li Feng on Li Feng's cheek until the female doctor in white clothes looked confused. Looking at himself angrily, he realized something, and his face turned dark instantly.
"You are a doctor, tell me what happened to him."
There was no trace of emotion at all. The young man who reacted, Dalvi, became anxious, waved his hands, and asked Dr. Ding loudly
"Dalvi, don't do this, he is just tired, let him rest well"< /p>
Facing Dalvi who was in a state of anger, Translator Lu grabbed him and shook his head slowly.
“No, why is this happening? Why can’t he wake up. Come on, this is not sleep, don’t try to lie to me."
In the end, it was Zheng Chaoyang who waved his hand, and the Beijing Station personnel who came behind him were able to control Dalvi.
" You all should go out."
Waving his hand and driving everyone out, Zheng Chaoyang moved a stool and sat beside Li Feng's bed.
In terms of guilt, Of all the people here, only he felt the most guilty. He felt as if he was being bitten by a snake, and he couldn't express his feelings.
Thinking of Li Feng's father-in-law and his father-in-law. He has lost his eldest niece who is seven or eight months pregnant. Even though he has seen many life and death separations, he would rather be lying here now.
"Should I say you did a great job, or should I say that you did a great job. It’s time to say that you have nothing to do and show off.”
Hitting his forehead with the palms of his hands, Old Zheng was really in a mess inside. He didn’t know how he would face his old friends after returning to the capital. The son-in-law was trusted by him, and now he was in this situation.
Although Lao Huang said nothing on the phone, Zheng Chaoyang knew the question very well.
, the empty room, no one gave him an answer, Old Zheng, who looked much haggard, let out a long sigh.
Outside the ward, Dalvi's farce was still not over.
Stretching his arms and legs, he kept saying fuk from his mouth, without any dignity at all.
After closing the door to the ward, Lao Zheng looked gloomy and walked in, still struggling. In front of Dalvi.
"Are you willing to testify in court?"
Dalvi, who was making a fuss in the palace just now, stopped struggling instantly, blinked and looked at Zheng Chaoyang, Clench your fist and wave it hard.
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