Find a husband with milk to drink

There are not many entertainment facilities around the hospital. There are no high-end coffee shops, only small supermarkets like grocery stores, and some small shops selling brightly styled clothing for middle-aged and elderly people.

Mu Yi walked into the hospital at one o'clock and found Wang Cheng's ward. It was not visiting time, and the man's face was not clearly visible due to the obstruction of the respirator.The time of brain death was about a week, and the limbs did not lose weight significantly.

Over time, muscles and organs will wither little by little, and the flowers of life will gradually wither. Death has always been merciless.Brain-dead patients are often myths in film and television works and novels: the lover talked to him for several years, and suddenly his fingers moved, and he recovered as before.In reality, very few really recovered.It can be said that the misleading of film and television dramas is one of the obstacles for their mediators...

After a while, a gray-haired woman walked in with a satchel whose leather had been scuffed to a shiny black color.It seems that she should have a good living condition. The texture of the clothes is cotton and linen, and the workmanship is excellent, but at this time they don't match well.Yes, in this world, who would come to see her?Whose gaze is meaningful to her?The only son was lying in front of her eyes.

"Hello... are you Wang Cheng's mother?" Mu Yi asked softly with a solemn expression.

"What's the matter with you?" She asked suspiciously. The young man in front of her didn't look like a doctor, didn't wear overalls, and didn't look like someone from an insurance company. Her heart was full of vigilance.

"I'm Mu Yi, a staff member of the hospital. Your son...please condolences." He slowed down his tone, looked directly at the other party when he spoke, and spoke sincerely.

"What kind of condolences! He's not dead yet!" He involuntarily raised his voice.As if unwilling to accept the fact.

Mu Yi took a few steps forward, trying to shorten the distance between people. "Auntie, I understand your hardship. I am almost 30 years old this year. If it were my mother... I would definitely not be able to accept the reality." Considering her family situation, he deliberately did not mention his father.

Women don't respond.

"In several cases, brain death is indeed hopeful for recovery..." As he said this, the woman's eyes became focused, eager to judge whether her son had greater hope.

"... Large areas of congestion and blood vessel damage are difficult to repair." He patiently explained, "In other words, there is a [-] in [-] possibility that your son can move, but he is likely to be blind for the rest of his life. , deaf, and half-paralyzed..."

The woman suppressed her tears, her eyes were only locked in the direction of the hospital bed, her lips were wrinkled.

"I know that as your identity, I just want to let his life continue, one more minute and one second is fine. But he is lying down, his wish... is actually expressed, he hopes not to suffer from the pain of the instrument, really of...helping others one last time."

The woman finally couldn't control her emotions, "You are here to snatch his organs! You bastards! You are not saving people! This is murder!!" She suppressed her voice as much as possible, and finally choked up, dying Keep a close eye on Mu Yi.

Mu Yi did not avoid the fierce gaze, but took a step forward. "Auntie, suppose your son is not brain-dead, but has a heart failure... As long as you have a heart for him, what would you think?"

Seeing that the hostility in her eyes was a little less, she continued, "How many families are looking forward to such an organ? It's not that their children, or parents, cannot feel the pain, but they live in the next moment every day. In fear of possibly dying..."

Through his eyes, Mu Yi seemed to want to convey the grief of these patients and their families to the mother's heart.

After half an hour of counseling, the woman said: "Doctor Mu, you don't need to say any more. If you want to make a donation, I will not object, but I will definitely not be able to sign the letter."

"Or, are you so cruel that I will spend the rest of my life with the fact that I killed my son with my own hands?!" She covered her eyes with her hands, "If you want to sign, you let that woman sign it." After finishing speaking, she said resolutely Turned off any willingness to communicate.With his back to Mu Yi.He picked up the towel and prepared to fetch water to wipe his son's body - after all, this was already the biggest compromise a mother could make.

Mu Yi looked at her with sore eyes.He no longer bothered the elderly mother.Turn around and leave the ward to ask Dr. Jiang when Wang Cheng's wife will come.

"It's not easy for you. It's the best result if you don't object. I was scolded directly when I went before." Dr. Jiang said helplessly, "His wife doesn't come to see him very much. It is said that he has been looking for him. Work, because she was a full-time wife before the accident, and now the financial burden is relatively heavy, so..."

"Is her place of work still unclear?"

"I have her mobile phone number here, but I haven't been able to get through."

"I will continue to call. Sister Jiang, you don't have to worry about it." After spending some time, Mu Yi adjusted himself to a cheerful life mode.

After more than a dozen times in a row, Mu Yi sent a message to Wang Cheng's wife on the high-speed train on the return trip: "Hello, I am Mu Yi from the care department of the hospital. After learning about your husband's situation, Responsible for condolences to family members and assisting in handling insurance claims. Can I meet with you?"

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated. Surprisingly, the woman was in City G, probably... found a job, right?

Mu Yi leaned against the back of the chair and fell asleep in a daze.

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It was almost seven o'clock in the evening when we returned to G City.Mu Yi decided not to push himself too hard. The jet lag was not completely reversed when he returned from New Zealand, and he took a long-distance errand on the first day of work.He just wants to lie on the bed and check his phone now.

The fridge was empty except for a few eggs here and there.In fact, he is a healthy person on weekdays.I can only use the app to order a takeaway.Remembering that I didn't buy mineral water, I prepared to go downstairs to the nearest supermarket.

Carrying the soreness all over his body, he resisted the excessive mental exhaustion and staggered out the door.

At the same time, Lin Yuming had just finished his dinner alone, so he didn't turn on the light. After all, he was idly leaning on the sofa and lighting a cigarette, but he didn't take a few puffs.He lives alone in a [-]-square-meter apartment in the urban area. He is single and rich, which should be enviable.Suddenly, the melodious ringtone of the mobile phone broke the silence.

"Mr. Lin, hello, we have narrowed down the people you searched to District L of City H. We also found a patient named Yan Yi in the National Hospital who is currently waiting for an organ transplant, which is closest to your description."

"Okay." It's actually my area?

"The specific information has been sent to your mailbox." "OK."

Turning on the computer, Lin Yuming's eyes were stung by the bright screen.The specific data is listed in the mailbox.His eyes became more and more painful.Picking up the eye drops, he rolled his eyes inwardly with a blank face—it's actually expired.

Picking up the keys, I decided to buy a box of eye drops.

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Lin Yuming walked into the convenience store and went to the freezer as if to investigate. There were neatly arranged dairy products there. Since it was already night, almost all the fresh milk was sold out.

There are still some yogurt flavors left.There is indeed a whole column of yellow peach flavors, is it really like what that person said?Lin Yuming was curious and wanted to buy it back and taste it.Just as he stretched out his hand, a familiar voice suddenly came.

"This peach-flavored yogurt is not as good as strawberry!"

It turned out to be him?Lin Yuming recognized this man's voice immediately.Is it my own illusion that it seems weaker than usual?

Mu Yi was in a daze. When he was carrying the mineral water, the man behind him seemed to have picked up the yellow peach flavor. Hey, is that person really stupid?There are obviously the most left, so I'd better remind him, so as not to buy it back and it will be too sweet to lose his teeth.

He didn't recognize who this figure was from behind. He was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids were almost glued together. After speaking, he walked over to check out, put one hand in front of the check-in counter, and opened the mobile payment page almost with his eyes closed.Lin Yuming was behind him in line, holding a box of eye drops and a can of yellow peach flavored yogurt in his hand.Walking out of the supermarket, Lin Yuming involuntarily followed this crooked black figure. Was he drunk?

Oops, the water is so heavy, I'm dying... Tomorrow I have to go to work, and I have to find that man's wife... Suddenly, Mu Yi seemed to vent, "Ah~~~~~" on the street at night One sound.

Is this person mentally ill?He followed and even came to the downstairs of an old-fashioned residential building.

Mu Yi groped for the key to open the iron door.He fumbled for the pockets of his trousers, but there were none left or right. He was extremely slack and slow, and then he fumbled for the pocket on the chest of his short-sleeved undershirt, and then took out a key ring with a cartoon character on it.

Lin Yuming was about to go back, but just as he turned around, he heard the sound of mineral water hitting the ground.Damn, can't something happen?

Before he ran over to catch his breath, he saw a man reclined on the stairs, the sensor light was on due to the noise, and his deep dark circles, dry lips, and extremely pale face appeared weak under the dim light.

Fortunately, the iron door was not closed, he didn't look like he was suffocating, did he?Breathe evenly.Will he have a fever? Lin Yuming hesitated, put his hand on the other person's forehead, but there is no, and there is no smell of alcohol...

"Hey, hello! Are you all right? What zero do you live in?" he asked.

Mu Yi muttered in confusion, "...two...zero..."

Hesitating whether to call 120 or not, Lin Yuming probed again, breathing evenly through his nose, could this guy just... fell asleep?But it's not normal to sleep like this, right?Wu was helpless, and decided to carry him up to the second floor. Fortunately, there were only two households, and he opened the door after trying the keys a few times.

The room is not big, the living room is cramped, and everything else is neat, but the briefcase in the living room is thrown on the ground indiscriminately, and the wreckage of the takeaway is left on the table.

It seems that it can only be placed in the bedroom.As soon as he entered, he was surprised that there was no wrinkle on the bed sheet, and the bedside cabinet was also clean.This bedroom looks like it hasn't been lived in for a long time, everything is neat and tidy, the suitcases are all put aside, it doesn't look like it has been moved, and there are no clothes to dry on the balcony.He didn't just come back from New Zealand, did he?

It was not easy to drag a male "corpse", and Mu Yi was casually dumped in a corner of the bed.Lin Yuming's headache suddenly started to hurt. This is good. After searching for someone for two days, he found someone else's head directly.Next is to go or stay?

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I tested it myself, and corrected some typos.sorry~

I wrote it on another computer these days...

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