passenger

Shi Dongdong stood in the ward, looking at his father who was also standing in front of his bed.

Someone pulled up the bed curtain behind him. In the not-too-spacious space, the two stood looking at each other, and the crying of a child in the next bed could be heard outside.

"Transfer to another hospital tomorrow. I'll help you contact the Municipal First Hospital." In the end, Shi Chongshan spoke first.

"I'm in this hospital." Shi Dongdong said expressionlessly.

"The body is not a joke!" Shi Chongshan emphasized his tone.

Shi Dongdong didn't speak.

"I have sent your case information to Beijing, and the results may take a while to come out. During this time, you can live in the hospital with peace of mind," Shi Chongshan continued, as if using great patience, "It's okay if you don't transfer to another hospital, but the environment in this ward is too bad, so it's okay to help you change to another ward, right?"

"Are you afraid of being laughed at? Saying that your son, Shi Chongshan, is crammed into this eight-person ward?" Shi Dongdong sneered.

"What are you talking about!" Shi Chongshan was angry, but he couldn't express it in action. He had no choice but to take a step back and sit on the hospital bed behind him, with obvious concessions, "I will let Chen Zhi clean up for you later. For a moment, the dean here has a little friendship with me, there is a VIP ward upstairs, you can transfer there today. We each take a step back, you don’t need to transfer, but you have to promise me to change the ward, so there is no problem, right? "

Shi Dongdong didn't look at his father, but only cast his eyes out of the window.

It is not easy for Shi Chongshan to be able to negotiate conditions with him like this.

It can be seen that he also knows that he is not optimistic.

"During this time, you should rest well. I heard from Chen Zhi that you passed out on the road last time. Fortunately, his car hit him. Otherwise, what would you do if something happened?"

"You let him stare at me so closely, what could happen to me?" Shi Dongdong leaned against the wall.

"Do you have to talk to me like this?" Shi Chongshan frowned.

Shi Dongdong simply did not speak.

The silence between them made the voices of other patients beyond the curtain of the bed seem louder.

Finally, Shi Chongshan stood up and decided to leave.

"Dad." Shi Dongdong stopped him.

Shi Chongshan turned around with a look of surprise on his face, as if he hadn't heard his son call this title for a long time.

"If the result is really bad," Shi Dongdong lowered his head and looked at his toes, "will you feel that you can feel better?"

The joy that had just appeared froze on Shi Chongshan's face, and after a long time, he squeezed out a sentence, "You are too ignorant."

Qiao Hao was extremely busy that day, sitting in the outpatient clinic all day, even with his physical strength, he was already a little dizzy.

Looking at the waiting room that was finally empty, he let out a long breath.

The whole day before, it was full of people, either wearing masks or coughing directly at you.

Opposite the Respiratory Clinic is the restroom on the entire floor, where several people often huddle and puff. Qiao Hao doesn’t understand why the hospital makes such a plan. The department, which already feels smoky, can’t even breathe normally in such an environment. No one can breathe well.

A few days ago a nurse resigned, and decided to give up the job after contracting pneumonia in the hospital.

Qiao Hao looked at the mountain of unfinished medical records in front of him, and sighed again.

In any case, this was my choice at the beginning.

There was a rare break after dinner, and Qiao Hao thought of Shi Dongdong.

He decided to visit him, saying that he was hospitalized in his own hospital, but he never visited him.

The neurosurgery department is on the fifteenth floor of the inpatient building, and their department is on the third floor. Qiao Hao simply climbed up without taking the elevator.

Shi Dongdong said that he was admitted to the hospital with a head scratch, so Qiao Hao thought it must be neurosurgery.

When the little nurse in the neurology department saw Qiao Hao, her face was full of smiles.

Qiao Hao felt a little embarrassed, he could probably guess what he was laughing at.

Last month, the head nurse of their department insisted on arranging a blind date for him, and he introduced a girl from the neurology department, a resident who was in the same class as him.

The result was of course unsuccessful, but every time he ran into someone from the neurology department in the elevator, he felt a little embarrassed.

He rejected Kehua from the family family and became a "celebrity" here.

"Well," Qiao Hao tried to look natural, "May I ask how many beds does a patient named Shi Dongdong live in in your department?"

"Shi Dongdong?" The little nurse frowned, "I just left today."

"Have you been discharged from the hospital?" Qiao Hao asked anxiously.

"No, I'm going to the nineteenth floor." The little nurse exhaled, as if she had relieved a heavy burden. Seeing Qiao Hao's concerned look, she asked again, "Doctor Qiao, do you know him?"

"Ah, yes, former classmate." Qiao Hao smiled.

"Your classmate's temper is not as good as yours." The little nurse shook her head, looked at Qiao Hao again, pursed her lips and decided not to talk too much.

Qiao Hao didn't know how this little nurse who hadn't had much contact with him knew his temper, but he could probably guess what Shi Dongdong's temper was like now, judging from his behavior at the gate of the building in the morning.

Qiao Hao sighed inwardly, and asked, "What's the matter with him, is it serious? He needs to be transferred to VIP..."

"Who knows? Probably because we think the conditions here are too bad. When we came in, there were no wards, and we didn't know his background. The outpatient doctor put him in a room of eight, but he didn't object. He was bumped." I've been dizzy for a few days, I don't want to do any examinations, I don't see anyone in the ward all day, I'm just a young master here to experience life..." The little nurse became complaining, and looked at it again Qiao Hao, I feel a little embarrassed.

Qiao Hao had no choice but to smile at her, really not knowing how to respond.

Regarding Shi Dongdong, he thought he didn't know much about it.

When he walked out of the neurosurgery department, Qiao Hao originally planned to go directly to the nineteenth floor.

But in the end, he still didn't press the elevator button.

Firstly, the [-]th floor is the VIP ward of this hospital. The patients in it are either rich or expensive. There are specialized doctors and nursing staff, which are already isolated from their ordinary departments.

Secondly, he thought that maybe their relationship was really not very familiar.Not so familiar that they are not even middle school classmates, not so familiar that they have nothing to do with each other except the "friendship" of ten years ago or a month ago, not so familiar that the person actually didn't say too much to him. If you are sincere, like borrowing money to pay for hospitalization...

Qiao Hao shook his head and decided to go back to the duty room to write his medical records.