I can't beat her

The corneas needed for surgical transplantation all come from donations, and each hospital has a limited stock. Whether it can be waited for and when the operation can be performed depends mostly on luck.

When you are lucky, there may be a donor on the same day. When you are not lucky, there is still a long queue waiting in front of you.

Ami is clearly the latter.

Ye Zhiqiu was holding a numbered list in his hand. There was no record of the patient's name on it, but they were all numbered and lined up. The disease and the time of blindness were written down to register the time.

This is the internal information of the hospital. Since she is a doctor of this hospital, Dr. Qi took a look at her.

"She doesn't have a lot of time." Dr. Qi pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, took another operation manual and handed it to Ye Zhiqiu: "This is the eye rehabilitation treatment plan for her, take a look."

Rehabilitation has little to do with recovery.

Ami has been blind for more than three years, long-term loss of light perception, eye nerve laxity caused slight detachment of peripheral tissues such as retina, Dr. Qi formulated corresponding recovery surgery according to her condition.

Dr. Qi has already set a treatment time: "You tell her."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the timetable and nodded with complicated emotions.For about half a year, Ami will need to receive corresponding treatment.

I have to go to the hospital at least once a month, and I have to take medicine every day.

"Is it so serious?" Several treatment items were listed on the timetable. In addition to laser treatment, it also involved eyeball positioning and visual path restoration.

What a miserable day to come.

Hearing this, Dr. Qi took off his eyes, narrowed the eyes under the gray eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It is a blessing among misfortunes to have the opportunity to undergo transplantation."

I have said this before, Ye Zhiqiu nodded and got up to thank the doctor: "Please, I will bring her over when the time comes."

After leaving the consulting room, there were noisy voices from outside, and the eyes of the people waiting outside were more or less strange, and some were completely blind, and they stretched out their hands to grope around.

Confused patients and anxious and worried family members are the constant and normal state in the hospital. In contrast, there are usually all kinds of hidden salesmen looking around in search of targets.

Ye Zhiqiu walked through the ladder passage, because of the high-level, most of the medical staff walked this passage.Ye Zhiqiu bowed his head and counted the operation timetable and corresponding postoperative nursing process listed by Dr. Qi for her.

Originally, these should have come one by one, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't stand the feeling of not telling you the next step until now, so he asked Dr. Qi to give her a list of the general treatment plan.

In the next six months, there will be three relatively large surgical treatments, and the rest will be nursing and observation, as well as medication.

"How is it? 5 yuan is really not much. Otherwise, if you keep your daughter waiting, you won't have time to regret if you miss the treatment period."

Someone was talking at the corner of the corridor, Ye Zhiqiu looked up and saw two men standing at the entrance of the passage below, one of them was well-dressed and elegantly dressed, but his face was gloomy.The man whispering next to him raised his head nervously when he heard the movement.

As soon as they saw Ye Zhiqiu's white coat, the two men immediately opened the door of the passageway and walked out.

Similar transactions have become a routine in hospitals.The person who spoke should be an intermediary. Every day in the hospital, there are patients quietly waiting for the time of death, and there are also insensitive family members.

This kind of intermediary is to use the numbness of the family members to persuade them to secretly use the name of donation to designate some patients in need and charge secretly.To put it simply, this is illegal, but without this method, it is difficult for patients in need to wait for donor resources in a short time.

Ye Zhiqiu reported what he saw to the security department, and then returned to the department, just in time to meet Director Liu, and couldn't help but sigh: "I just met a private organ trader."

"We are often in the operating room. We don't care when we are busy. If we are really free, go outside and you will find that this hospital is no different from a big shopping mall. It is all speculation." Director Liu took a sip of tea, Turning around and taking off the white coat, he twisted his neck and relaxed, "But speaking of it, I can't completely blame these businessmen. The main reason is the family members."

Since his wife passed away and his daughter stayed at school, Director Liu spent more and more time in the hospital. You can’t sell your kidney to his boss.”

"His boss offered [-] yuan." Director Liu twisted his neck, and turned his hips on his hips: "I was quite happy when I asked. I told him after the operation that the person was rescued. It's not a big problem. His face immediately swelled." down."

Ye Zhiqiu did not participate in this operation, but she probably knew the situation.

The patient's brain is not very good, and the IQ is relatively low. He usually carries bricks and cement on the construction site, and does some heavy work. Last night, he worked the night shift. I don't know how he did it. He fell from the second floor and fell on a steel bar. When I was covered in blood, it looked scary. After the operation, the chest was opened and the vitals were not injured. After rescue, I was sent to the inpatient department safely.

The parents of the immediate family were too old to come to the hospital, and there was only one younger brother who came to take care of him in his early forties.

Ye Zhiqiu's hands are not idle. Every time before she leaves work, she will tidy herself up carefully, put on her watch, earrings, and smooth her long hair behind her shoulders.

Director Liu slipped off his coat and was about to leave. Seeing Ye Zhiqiu sipping on his lipstick in front of the mirror, he smiled, "It must be on a date, otherwise you shouldn't be wearing makeup."

In normal times, Ye Zhiqiu certainly wouldn't put on extra makeup because he would eat, wash and rest when he got home.

She smiled: "It's not a date either."

"Yes, yes, you and Lu Beinan can only be called a routine meeting ceremony." Director Liu chuckled.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't retort: ​​"I'm off work, see you tomorrow."

During the National Day period, I have been very busy. I was so busy that I couldn't receive the calls from Ami in the morning and evening for several days in a row. It is rare to leave work on time today.

Xianfeng Road is still so lonely, the wasteland is covered with grass that has withered and yellowed due to autumn, the warm sun is shining in the sky, and the city in the distance and the houses nearby form a dusk.

In the middle of Changshao Street, the wall is the darkest, and the oldest house is Ami’s house.Usually, the green iron door on the first floor of Ami’s house is closed, but today it was open all afternoon.

There were two people sitting in the room, one with black straight long hair, blindfolded with gauze, one with a round head, and tattoos all over his arms.

Ami still let Fan Xiaozhu into her house.Originally, she wanted to hear Zhiqiu's words, and she wasn't too close to Fan Xiaozhu, but Qian Huan was busy selling skewers, Tang Guo was busy doing homework, and only Fan Xiaozhu had more time.

Fan Xiaozhu would say hello to her every morning when he came back, and then he would go back to sleep in her small grocery room and get up at two or three in the afternoon.She doesn't seem to have anything else to do during the day, usually just washing clothes and having a meal, and she spends a lot of time walking around Changshao Street with Ami.

Ami secretly went to Fan Xiaozhu's room when Yin Ma was not at home, even if she couldn't see her, she felt aggrieved as soon as she entered Fan Xiaozhu's room.

Fan Xiaozhu is really pitiful, he has nothing and lives in a room that can only be walked in three strides.Ami at least has a big cabinet. Although the room is not very big, it can walk seven or eight steps anyway.

Out of this kind of pity, Ami often asks Fan Xiaozhu to sit in her house and drink from the colorful cups on the table.

"It's almost five o'clock, three minutes to go." Ami touched the watch on her wrist and smiled.

The watch was brought back by Zhiqiu from abroad last time. There is a steel ball on the dial to represent the minute, and there is also a ball on the side of the dial, representing the clock.

After having a watch, she has a much clearer concept of time. She knows that Zhiqiu will leave work after four o'clock today, but sometimes she will work overtime due to various circumstances, and it may be that she will not come home until very late. .

Fan Xiaozhu stood up to wash the used cups, and carefully helped Ami wipe off all the water stains on the water table when passing the stove.

Ye Zhiqiu happened to arrive at this time, and when he stood at the door, he saw the people in the room.

Ami faced the direction of the window and smiled happily: "Xiaozhu, you are really amazing, then next time you cook with my stove."

On the other side of the window, Fan Xiaozhu was standing by the stove facing the light washing cups, her back was facing Ye Zhiqiu, she didn't talk much, her voice was cold, calm and calm, with a calmness that didn't match her age: "Well, good. "

It can be seen that they are already very good friends.

But think about it, the age difference between the two is not too big, and they live close together.Fan Xiaozhu had many reasons for Ami to be close to her, Ye Zhiqiu nodded at Fan Xiaozhu who turned around, but she didn't speak.

Fan Xiaozhu had no choice but to keep silent, and stared blankly at Ye Zhiqiu quietly approaching Ami.

When Ye Zhiqiu was standing at the door, Fan Xiaozhu felt that what she saw was a beautifully dressed, exquisite woman with extremely elegant gestures - a gentle and mature woman.

But when Ye Zhiqiu held the slightly fluffy skirt, walked lightly, and walked towards Ami with a smile, Fan Xiaozhu felt that Ye Zhiqiu was more like a naughty girl.

Ye Zhiqiu stepped forward softly, covered the gauze around Ayo's eyes with his hands, then lowered his head to smell the fragrance of her hair, and asked with a smile beside her eyes, "Guess who I am."

No matter how many times she plays this game, Ami still maintains the original happiness. She always reaches out to hold Ye Zhiqiu's hand immediately, so that the warm feeling stays longer in front of her eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it, just in time to see a metallic black on Ami's raised wrist, she pursed her lips and smiled softly: "I'm going to ask a question."

As long as he has time to call and chat with Ami, Ye Zhiqiu will habitually explain some words or new things that Ami doesn't understand.

Especially for things that are currently trending but didn't exist when Ami could see them.

For example, smartphones, the Internet, and shared bicycles. What Ye Zhiqiu sees every day, he will think about going back and telling Ami, and sometimes he will tell Ami something related to geography, trying to explain to her that there are thousands of things in this world. Changing, and vast.

Ami understands some things quickly, but always forgets some things. Sometimes I don’t remember things that have been repeated several times.

When she heard that Zhiqiu wanted to ask a question, she felt a little guilty, straightened her body, and put her hands down, for fear of missing a word: "You, you ask."

"What time is it?" Zhiqiu's hand was still on the position of Ami's eyes, but his body moved forward a little, and he could see Ami's tense appearance just by lowering his head.

The scumbag attribute is really strong, Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "Then test Ami, what time is it?"

So simple.Ami breathed a sigh of relief, her smile could no longer be hidden, she checked the time, her voice was clear and confident, her words did not become frizzy because of her complacency, she said shallowly: "It's five twenty."

"By the way." Ami was showing off a little: "You said that some people can convert numbers into words to read, so now is the time for me to love you."

what to say.

Ye Zhiqiu rubbed Rou Ami's head with a smile: "It's amazing, I learned to associate by myself."

There were clearly two women in front of her, but Fan Xiaozhu suddenly smelled an ambiguous atmosphere. She walked forward with some embarrassment, and put the cup that had been held in her hand for a long time until the water stains dried up, back to its original position.

"What's wrong with your face?" Ye Zhiqiu finished teasing Ami, and then straightened up to talk to this girl with tattoos who didn't like her very much.

As a doctor, it is not easy to have any prejudice against the crowd. Ye Zhiqiu thinks that she does not hate Fan Xiaozhu.It's just that such a strangely dressed person gets too close to Ami, which always makes her feel uneasy.

Fan Xiaozhu raised his hand and touched his face. The tattoo under his arm is a green and red plant. If you just look at the tattoo itself, you will think it is a beautiful ancient painting.

As soon as his hand touched his face, the corner of Fan Xiaozhu's mouth twitched: "It's okay."

If it is said that Fan Xiaozhu was beaten, it means that she was not beaten as badly as last time. It was just because the bruise covered the bruise that was almost healed last time, so it looked more serious on the surface.

Ye Zhiqiu is a doctor, and he could tell the roughness of the marks at a glance: "It shouldn't be these two days, he was beaten the day before yesterday."

Ami flinched, a little sad: "Xiao Zhu, who hit you."

If Zhiqiu hadn't said anything, she would have no idea that Xiao Zhu's face was injured. When she thought of Xiao Zhu's injury, she still listened to her so quietly and ate with her, Ami felt a little sad.

Xiao Zhu only said it was fine, and was unwilling to say anything else, so Ye Zhiqiu didn't ask any further questions, and changed the subject, talking about going to dinner.

Because Ami and Xiaozhu planned to go to the fast food restaurant, Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to disrupt her plan intentionally, so he went with them.

The three of them went to the fast food restaurant and came back together. As soon as Fan Xiaozhu came back, he went into his room, took a bag and slung it over his shoulder, turned over and stepped on the dead fly, kicked off and slipped away: "Ami, I'm leaving .”

She was wearing a dark gray sweater with a light blue shirt collar exposed. If her eyebrows were not too delicate, she could easily be mistaken for a boy.

Fan Xiaozhu, who rode Sifei away in the twilight, carried the unique vigor of a young man. Her shadow was tightly dragged by the sunset, buried in the dust, and finally hung into the shade of the trees at the end of the street.

"What does Xiaozhu do?" Ye Zhiqiu dragged Ami into the house, and thought carefully, Ami had known this Fan Xiaozhu for two or three weeks, and the two met almost every day.

Thinking about Fan Xiaozhu, and thinking about himself, Ye Zhiqiu secretly sighed in his heart.

Ami shook her head gently: "Xiao Zhu didn't say anything, she only said that she works there in Tianhai City."

Even Qian Huan didn't know what Xiao Zhu did.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that this little wish was a bit strange, not to mention the strange working hours, and the working place also had a bit of a foul smell.

She still has some impressions of Tianhai City, which belongs to the place where emergency accidents occur frequently, and the people who are usually sent here are basically injured in fights and fights.

Although it is uncertain what Xiao Zhu does every night, Ye Zhiqiu always feels that it will not be a very serious thing.

Ye Zhiqiu helped Ami organize the closet.

All the short sleeves in the closet were put away by Ami, and the rest of the long sleeves were of ordinary styles, and some of the sleeves were still short, which looked like they were from a few years ago.

Ye Zhiqiu folded and tidied the clothes that were too small and too old, and then took an inventory of the clothes in Ami's closet: "When I'm on vacation, I'll take you to buy winter clothes, the weather is getting colder and colder. "

"Well, okay." Ami nodded, wishing that tomorrow would be Zhiqiu's rest day.

After making the closet neat and orderly, Ye Zhiqiu clapped his hands in satisfaction, then closed the closet door, sat by the bed and talked about the treatment with Ami.

"I'll come pick you up tomorrow morning."

Ye Zhiqiu patted Ami's head, as if yelling at a child who was about to get an injection: "Tomorrow is just a test. It won't take much time. I made an appointment with Dr. Qi to give you laser treatment the day after tomorrow."

Ami half-understands the concept of laser, but when he heard the word treatment, he couldn't hide his excitement: "Will I be able to see after it's done?"

Speaking of seeing the two words, Ami's heart couldn't help tightening, and his voice choked up a little too quickly, but he suddenly wanted to cry. It turned out that the words of no grievance and no desire before were all lies.

Zhiqiu couldn't hold back all of a sudden, before Ami had time to continue to mourn, he hugged him lightly: "No, Ami."

It's not that easy.

The next day, Ye Zhiqiu came to pick up Ami just before seven o'clock, and she noticed Fan Xiaozhu again.

Fan Xiaozhu's grocery room is really too close to Ami's house, just across an aisle, with windows facing each other.When Ye Zhiqiu arrived, Fan Xiaozhu was squatting at the door and brushing his teeth.

The house Fan Xiaozhu rented didn’t have a toilet. The toilet was in the backyard of Yinma’s house. It was so narrow that when he squatted down, his butt would hit the wall if he didn’t pay attention. It's unbelievable.

In order to avoid stepping on the toilet pit when turning around for a while, Fan Xiaozhu washes up at the door of the grocery room with a bucket of water. Every time she squats here to brush her teeth, Fan Xiaozhu is a little lucky. Fortunately, she does not wear makeup, otherwise she would It's difficult.

Ye Zhiqiu noticed Fan Xiaozhu through the window of Ami's house after entering the house.

Fan Xiaozhu was wearing a vest and a pair of shorts with a toothbrush dangling in his mouth, swipe left and right, his movements were not smooth, he always stopped and stopped suddenly.

All over the body pumping.

Looking a little awkward, Ye Zhiqiu squinted his eyes, leaned against the window, and took a closer look.

At the beginning, Ye Zhiqiu thought that Fan Xiaozhu had put on heavy makeup like those girls in the rebellious period, and participated in some strange activities, but after a closer look, she realized that Fan Xiaozhu had died.

After Fan Xiaozhu brushed his teeth, he went to wash his face in the boiling water, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Ye Zhiqiu's sullen face.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Fan Xiaozhu didn't talk much, she wasn't good at joking, and she wasn't good at breaking the silence, but she was stared at coldly by Ye Zhiqiu, and her shyness as a girl slowly revealed, she looked away, turned her head to the right, Leave a left face for Ye Zhiqiu.

The left side of his face was not swollen obviously, only a red blood scab formed at the corner of his mouth.

Apart from his face, Fan Xiaozhu also had bruises on each arm, and also on his knees. The twitching just now was entirely due to the pain in his body when brushing his teeth, which made the knife stop uncontrollably.

Ye Zhiqiu looked down at the tightly wrapped bandage on Fan Xiaozhu's wrist, and finally opened his mouth to break the silence between the two houses: "Have you taken any medicine yet?"

The embarrassment of being stared at was swept away by such a simple sentence of concern.Fan Xiaozhu bent down and took some water to wipe his face, and answered one by one: "It's been done, it's fine."

It's okay, I'm pretty solid.

What kind of girl would be beaten every day, Ye Zhiqiu sighed: "I'll prepare some medicine for you later."

Although he felt a little talkative, when Ye Zhiqiu turned around and went back to the room, he still couldn't help stopping and said to Fan Xiaozhu: "Girls should behave like girls, and learn to live well."

Embrace the light and warmth, and strive to make progress, instead of being muddled and not even knowing what you are doing.

"I'm a good girl." Fan Xiaozhu covered her swollen right cheek with a cold wet towel, apparently disagreed with Ye Zhiqiu's words, and she brought out the colloquial words, who told her that she was not good at words.

I am a good girl, this is a big truth, Fan Xiaozhu repeats it in his heart every day.

"Maybe she's not the kind of good girl you think, maybe not as good as Ami." Fan Xiaozhu said, "But I'm not a bad girl."

You and Ami are girls from two worlds.Ye Zhiqiu looked at Fan Xiaozhu again, with a calm expression.

Who would think that he is a bad person, who is not busy proving to the people around him and the world every day that he is working hard.

"Well, you are a good girl." Ye Zhiqiu didn't think too much about it, but felt that she was unnecessary and had no reason to discuss the definition of a good girl with Fan Xiaozhu.

Ye Zhiqiu planned to enter the house, but secretly planned to remind Ami later that he must never follow Fan Xiaozhu to faraway places, let alone Tianhai City.

Fan Xiaozhu saw Ye Zhiqiu's perfunctory and alienation, she was a little angry, her cold voice suddenly raised a little.

She said, "Just ask me what I do."

Ye Zhiqiu had already returned to the house at this time, looking at the little girl covered in scars through the rusty window grille, she was a little confused.

Probably infected by the sudden determination of this girl, Ye Zhiqiu followed her and asked calmly through the window: "What do you do?"

"Boxer, I'm a boxer." Fan Xiaozhu's bruised and swollen face suddenly twisted, and then he squeezed out a big smile, showing cute canine teeth at the corners of his bloody mouth.

Like a little child, she said with a smile.

"Win for the first time yesterday," she said.

So today——I dare to speak out.

Fan Xiaozhu stood there, wearing only a loose vest and a pair of hot pants underneath.The large tattoos on the skin suddenly became one in the morning light, like vegetation growing roots from the bare feet, wrapping her in it.

This is Ye Zhiqiu's completely unfamiliar answer.

Just thinking about it, I felt that such a scene was extremely unbelievable, Ye Zhiqiu looked at Fan Xiaozhu, a little sorry, maybe, he really misunderstood something.

"Congratulations." Ye Zhiqiu said.

Fan Xiaozhu packed up the toiletries, turned around and hurried away, he was a little different from the person who laughed like a child when he mentioned his profession and competition just now.

In contrast, Ami's whole body is clean.

Ye Zhiqiu sat by the bed habitually, and quietly put his finger into Ami's palm.She didn't ask for much, and she was already full of joy to feel the heat on her body like this.

The alarm clock next to it moved very lightly. Ye Zhiqiu glanced at it from time to time, waiting for it to point to seven o'clock.

Like a kind of tacit understanding, every time Ye Zhiqiu's hand was placed in Ami's palm, when the alarm clock rang, Ami would hold her tightly, then smiled quietly, and said sweetly: "Good morning."

"Good morning."

The author has something to say: Good morning this time, I hope you all have someone to sleep with.

Speaking of Gageng, little devils among angels, can't your beautiful big eyes see the number of words I update every day?

Does it have to be posted separately to be like Gagen?

Ah Nan, who was so tired and fell to the ground with a groan, warned you, if you cuddle me again, I will grab one of you to be my girlfriend and let her deal with you.hum!