melancholy summer

The next day, Director Liu, or Professor Liu, took Sun Xiang to school.

Sun Xiang looked at the two mentors dreamily, and had a friendly discussion (tear) and negotiation (force) on the issue of his belonging in an elegant way.

The director with a heart and soul is the professor of Pediatrics who is full of confidence, and Professor Liu used the reason that he did not recruit this year, so thick-skinned that Sun Xiang couldn't bear to look directly at him.

After leaving the door, Sun Xiang asked, "Is it true that we haven't recruited enough people this year?"

Sun Xiang thought to himself, can't people be recruited for this popular profession?Please don't be ridiculous.

Professor Liu said: "Twenty of them came, and I let me swipe them away. I am worried that there is no one? Why don't you come here, young man, this is all fate!" After Professor Liu finished speaking, he patted Sun Xiang Shoulder, happily left.

Ever since the persona collapsed in front of Sun Xiang, Professor Liu has completely let go of himself. He is still very serious and aloof in front of others. When facing his own people, he just hehehe. Yes, Sun Xiang has already been included in the ranks of his own people.

After going through the formalities, Professor Liu simply asked Sun Xiang to follow him now, without waiting for the school to start in September. He has projects and research funds in hand, so he can't treat him badly.

Zhou Yue is the happiest about this matter. He doesn't need to be separated from Sun Xiang. Who knows if Sun Xiang has completely forgotten about himself again after seeing him for a few months.

So Sun Heng bought a train ticket and went back to the mental hospital to resign.

He went straight to the director and explained the purpose of his visit. The director didn't say anything, and everyone was about to leave. Let him let the previous unhappiness go away. In the end, let's leave a good impression on each other.

A long time ago, after the salted fish turned over, the idea of ​​coming back to "slap" the face, now in Sun Xiang's view, is just a little childish and funny.

When I went back to the office to pack my things, a colleague came to ask. He just said that he passed the exam and resigned to go to school. He didn't say anything else.

He left with a small box in his arms, took a last look at the mental hospital, the iron railings on the window, and the big poplar tree outside the window, and then, without nostalgia, he walked towards the new future without looking back.

……

Then, Sun Xiang discovered that the days in the new future are a bit...boring.

Because the postgraduate students of his class have not yet formally enrolled, so there is no dormitory for him, and he still has to "cohabit" with Zhou Yue.

Although Sun Heng proposed to move out many times, Zhou Yue refused in a fancy way.

"Brother Xiang, if you leave, I won't be able to eat the food you cook", "The house outside is so expensive, do you have money?", "It would be nice to save money and cook more delicious food", "Brother Xiang, are you Do you dislike me, don’t you? Then don’t go!” Wait, wait, wait.

Then, his main job is to help the graduate students that Professor Liu taught before.

"When his project was at a critical point, he hurriedly finished it and graduated. Every time he saw me nervous, it was annoying." Professor Liu said.

"..."

Just after Sun Xiang finished his postgraduate entrance examination, he was just like a high school student who had just finished his college entrance examination. He knew everything about astronomy, geography, mathematics, physics, chemistry, and students. It's still an experimental class, it's not difficult at all.

The experimental class for undergraduate medical students is to let them understand the operation. Specifically, they can only learn it in the clinic.

The substitute class is twice a week. At other times, Professor Liu will show him two surgeries if he has surgery, and let him play by himself if there is no surgery.Sun Heng is boring.

Zhou Yue goes to class on weekdays, and basically spends his spare time writing codes, coding programs, or going there for some reason.Sun Heng is very boring.

It was another experimental class, although it was boring, Sun Heng still dutifully explained what he needed to say, sat down on the podium, and let the children play by themselves.

This class is about how to do an electrocardiogram. All [-] students in the class made one by themselves. In the classroom, everyone was laughing and joking. You look at mine, and I look at yours.

"Teacher, teacher, look, is this electrocardiogram abnormal?" A female classmate ran over and gave him an electrocardiogram.

Sun Xiang looked at the waveform on the paper and frowned, "Whose ECG is this?"

"Teacher, it's mine." A tall boy stood up and walked up to him, looking very strange.

"Aren't you from this class?" Sun Xiang asked.

"This is my classmate from high school. He came to play with me. He was curious about the experimental class of medical students, so I took him to see it." The female classmate who was looking for him said quickly.

Sun Xiang didn't mean to blame him, and asked the tall boy, "Have you felt any discomfort near your chest recently?"

"No, no, I'm in good health." The boy was at a loss.

Sun Xiang thought for a while, then thought of a possibility, and asked, "Then have you had a cold recently?"

"Ah, yes, I had a runny nose a few days ago, but it's completely fine now."

"Take a look at your hospital, I don't look very well." Sun Heng said with a frown.

As for the electrocardiogram, he is not a professional cardiologist, and he has not yet graduated from graduate school. He basically had no contact with electrocardiograms in a mental hospital a year ago. Now his level can only tell if there are abnormalities. Specifically, what is abnormal? It's not normal, he can't see it.

"I'm fine. There's nothing wrong with me. I don't feel uncomfortable. Is there something wrong with the machine?" The boy looked disbelieving.

This is not impossible, so Sun Xiang said loudly, "Be quiet, be quiet, put the completed ECG on the table and let me have a look."

As a result, Sun Heng looked at the other thirty people in the class, and only that boy had a problem.

"Go to an outpatient clinic, it's not too far away, and it's not expensive anyway." Sun Xiang suggested, he felt that he could be considered a doctor no matter what, and boys should listen.

Sun Xiang didn't take it to heart either. After class, he happily went home to make dinner.

If time could be turned back, he would definitely, definitely, take that boy to the hospital for a checkup.

That boy, seeing that Sun Heng was not a few years older than himself, knew that he was a graduate student who was substituting for his tutor. He didn't take what Sun Heng said at all.

Moreover, the current doctor-patient relationship has caused people to always have a little prejudice against doctors.

You see, a good male college student, in his early twenties, eats and drinks well on weekdays, is very healthy, and has no discomfort. You ask him to see a doctor, tell me, is this trying to cheat people out of money?

"You guys who study medicine just let people see you if you have something to do." The boy was annoyed by the persuasion of the female classmate who brought her here, and he opened his mouth, "You are trying to trick me into spending money."

"You can figure it out!" The female classmate also left angrily.

A few days later, Sun Heng led the class again, and there was one person missing in the class.

He subconsciously wanted to see if the boy who was rubbing the class was around, but it turned out that the girl from last time was gone.

"Where is the monitor, does anyone ask for leave?"

"Report to the teacher, Zhou Xue is on sick leave."

After the squad leader said this, the class, which had been whispering, fell silent instantly. Sun Xiang felt that something was wrong, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Bring me the leave note and let me have a look. You read the books first, and the monitor will come out with me."

"What? Dead?!!" A feeling of chill poured down from head to toe, Sun Xiang didn't believe it, and asked the squad leader for details.

That boy didn't listen to Sun Xiang, went to play ball with his classmates in a hurry in the afternoon, went back to the dormitory and took a cold shower, before he even got out of the toilet, he fell to the ground, vomited pink foam, and was sent to the hospital, but he couldn't be saved ,died.

Sun Xiang called Professor Liu.

"This matter, Sun Xiang, you know, it's not your fault."

Professor Liu told him that the myocarditis caused by the flu in that boy was rare, but it did happen to him. It was discovered in time and it was not a serious illness to treat aggressively, but... alas!

Someone originally wanted to ask Sun Xiang about the situation, but was blocked by the professor. He didn't want Sun Xiang to know, at least not now.

Wait, find a good time, maybe at that time life and death are common, Sun Xiang's heart can be a little colder, and he won't blame himself so much.

"I didn't believe in fate before, but who can say clearly about fate. That boy was chosen by himself." Professor Liu advised Sun Heng, but Sun Heng didn't listen to anything.

I finished class in a daze, and went home in a daze, thinking all the way, because of my own negligence, a young and fresh life just disappeared.

The author has something to say:

It's a story, but it's not.

What happened to that boy was true, and it is a pity that he passed away in the end.My words cannot express my regret.

I have a very good friend, her own brother, also suffered from myocarditis caused by influenza, and stayed in the intensive care unit for nearly a month, almost thinking that he could not be saved.

I still can't forget the way she cried on my shoulder, it almost felt like the whole world collapsed.

I pray every day that her brother gets better and so does she.

Maybe it was a miracle that my brother was rescued.

We haven't been in touch for a long time now, and we may not have a chance to meet in the future, but from her circle of friends, I can tell that she is very happy now.

Sorry for the long-winded, I just want to find a place to write it down, after all, memory is the most unreliable.