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"And a series of entries have become hot searches, and the next swipe in the circle of friends is full of forwarding and discussion, worry, worry, and anger. Injury doctors appear almost every year, but they have never been so close to Lin Weizhen.

He Qing has never been so close.

He Qing happened to be intern in the emergency department today.

The police have controlled the situation, the questioning should be questioned, and the detention should be detained.The emergency work could not be stopped, and the doctors and nurses still had to continue to pick up patients with crying red eyes, but Corey was afraid that the students would not be able to bear it, so he asked them to go back to rest.

When Lin Weizhen found He Qing, he was sitting on a bench in the small garden of the hospital in a daze.

He saw that scene with his own eyes, but during the rescue, the experienced teachers rushed forward, and the interns moved out of the way. Apart from being heartbroken, he was powerless.

Lin Weizhen was heartbroken looking at it, and strode over to He Qing and hugged He Qing.

He ran so fast that he could smell sweat when he got close, and his whole body was hot.No one spoke, but the temperature in He Qing's heart slowly rose, like an empty shell, being filled bit by bit, and it seemed to fall from the clouds, instead of hitting the hard ground, it fell into the A pool of spring water.It was like the last second before a heavy rain, putting away the clothes hanging outside.

Timely and gentle.Something that was about to crack was suddenly covered with a protective shell, and it eased down under the violent vibration, barely retaining its original appearance.

After a while, He Qing said, "Ms. Li is very good."

Lin Weizhen hugged him even tighter, patted him on the back, and said "I know" several times in succession.

It was a long time before Lin Weizhen let go of him. He Qing saw that his eyes were wet, and water droplets were about to fall in a blink of an eye, and said softly, "Why are you still crying?"

"I didn't cry," Lin Weizhen sat next to him, sniffing, "Where did you see me cry?"

He Qing turned out the tissue in his pocket, raised his hand to help Lin Weizhen wipe it: "Well, I didn't see it."

There were no people in the small garden of the hospital, and the birdsong could not be hidden in the branches and leaves, and was carried to higher and farther places by the wind.

"Emergency departments are the most prone to accidents," He Qing said with his head down. "There are people who need immediate surgery when they are sent, family members who disagree with each other and make trouble on the spot, and people who question the doctor's treatment plan and say that the hospital is cheating money."

Lin Weizhen held He Qing's hand in his own.

"Last year, there was a banner blocking the emergency room. The medical office had no choice but to win the lawsuit. The cost was too high. In the end, the doctor in charge should be punished." He Qing continued, "From the perspective of professional judgment, there is nothing wrong with him. It may have been a mistake to think too much about the patient, and not meet a reasonable person."

There are many hardships in being a doctor.

He Qing rarely spoke so much.He has known these things for a long time, but knowing and seeing them with his own eyes are two different things. The metal blade and blood stains are imprinted in his mind, and the fear, grievance, and confusion are all infinitely magnified.

Director Li's operation lasted for two hours, and Lin Weizhen waited with He Qing for two hours.It wasn't until the good news came from the group that Director Li had been rescued and his life was not in danger, that the big stone in He Qing's heart fell to the ground with a loud crash.

He Qing followed the teacher in the emergency department to the ward to take a look at Director Li.

Many students in the hospital came, and the wait with trepidation finally ushered in a relatively good result, but the fermentation of this matter is still going on.

Half of He Qing's circle of friends are medical students, and the forwarding and discussion are several times more than those seen in Lin Weizhen's circle of friends. "My heart is cold, I can't continue studying", "We have studied for so many years to treat people, not to be a target", such sighs abound.

The air pressure in the entire medical school is very low, and the police investigation is still going on. In addition to the discussion on "how to protect doctors" in the media, some old accounts of black-hearted hospitals have also been uncovered. The conflict between doctors and patients is a sensitive topic, and the heat may last for many days. .

604 The other three people are already in the dormitory, waiting anxiously for He Qing to come back.

Li Xiaosong twirled his pen irritably: "If I saw it with my own eyes, I probably wouldn't be able to bear it."

Yang Hao unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a sip of water, but didn't speak.Jiang Feng tried to ease the atmosphere, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It's okay, He Qing said that Lin Weizhen went to find him, let us not worry."

These words are indeed somewhat consoling, Li Xiaosong put the pen into the pen holder, and sighed again.

As soon as the dormitory door rang, the three of them looked over in unison. He Qing walked in slowly. He didn't speak, and the others didn't dare to speak. Finally, it was Jiang Feng who came up to him and asked carefully, "Are you okay?"

The moment He Qing saw Jiang Feng, his emotions suddenly collapsed, and there was only one thought left in his mind: "Jiang Feng was admitted to the emergency department."

People's imagination is astonishingly terrifying, especially bad things. If you force yourself not to think about it, those thoughts just pop out one after another.Jiang Feng is a good roommate, a good boyfriend, and he will also be a good doctor in the future. He accompanied him to the library and W University, helping others and making everyone laugh.

There are also many times of advice and advice, many times of encouragement and tolerance.

Only then did He Qing realize that if he had to add a description before Jiang Feng's name, it might be "best friend for five years in undergraduate".

How could such a bad environment be worthy of such a good person as Jiang Feng.

The more He Qing thought about it, the sadder he became, he grabbed Jiang Feng and patted him on the back twice.

Verbal comfort was quite weak, but Jiang Feng still babbled for a long time, making He Qing think about it. A person as good as Mr. Li will definitely have good fortune in the future.

In the evening, Gu Xiaoyan called, and the hot search was discussed all over the country, not to mention the hospital where He Qing practiced. If a mother said she was not worried, it would be a lie.He Qing was not in high spirits, and Gu Xiaoyan asked him to answer.

He Qing always knew that Gu Xiaoyan didn't want him to study medicine, so he went straight to the best orthopedics department. He was proud to say it, but it wasn't necessarily Gu Xiaoyan's happiest result.So He Qing didn't want to show too negative emotions to her on the phone, and it wouldn't do any good to fuel her long-standing idea of ​​"not wanting her son to study medicine".

"There is one more thing," Gu Xiaoyan hesitated in her voice, but after all, she couldn't hide it, so she said before hanging up the phone, "Your father... is the consultant hired by the law firm this time. He has gone to S city and wants to meet him." you."

The "your father" that Gu Xiaoyan said was He Qing's biological father, He Zhuohong.

On the outside, they all looked like decent people, but the divorced ones were not that good-looking. One remarried, and the other remarried, and each had a new family. The name "He Zhuohong" has disappeared from He Qing's life for a long time.He was facing Gu Xiaoyan, and he had been following Gu Xiaoyan all these years, and he didn't intend to have too much contact with his biological father, otherwise Liang Wei and Liang Lan would feel uncomfortable.

But the blood relationship cannot be determined. He Zhuohong said he wanted to see him, but He Qing couldn't refuse.

For He Qing's convenience, He Zhuohong found a nearby restaurant and arrived earlier than the agreed time.The two of them ordered five dishes, which obviously couldn't be finished, but He Zhuohong insisted on adding more. While recalling the taste his son liked when he was a child, he watched He Qing's reaction nervously.

They used to be happy father and son, but it would be a lie to say that they have no feelings at all.

He Zhuohong handed the menu to the waiter until He Qing said, "No need to add more, it's a waste if you can't finish eating."

"Big Five," He Zhuohong leaned his elbows on the table and sighed, "Time flies so fast."

Soon, He Qing grew a lot taller, and he could still see the resemblance to his biological father in his eyes, but he was no longer a boy in middle school, his emotions were no longer written on his face, and his thoughts and resentments were like those of a boy by the sea. The grains of sand, washed by the tide, have long been indistinguishable from each other.

He went from a kid who adored his father and wanted to be a doctor to a prospective graduate with the best medical training.

He Zhuohong asked some academic matters, and He Qing answered them one by one. What the two said was too professional, it was a bit like an interview, not like a reunion after a long absence.

"Why did you go to the orthopedics department?" He Zhuohong said, "It was very hard."

He Qing was silent for a while, without explaining so much, said: "I want to choose."

"Make every effort to eliminate human diseases, help the perfection of health, and maintain the sanctity and honor of medical skills."

"Healing the wounded and saving the dying, don't shy away from hardships, your health depends on your life."

Forget it all, He Qing thought, the medical student swears, you forget it all.

He Zhuohong switched careers to the legal system. He is smart and self-interested. Such a person can thrive anywhere.The perpetrators had some connections behind them, and the family members were asking for help everywhere, trying to reverse the situation. He Zhuohong was the consultant who came to help.

After all, he has worked in the front line for so many years, and he understands the stakes very well.

"There are many ways out after graduating from medical school," He Zhuohong said. "Even if you change careers, the knowledge you have learned now can be used. If it is difficult to take the exam in China, you can go abroad to change your direction."

He cited several examples of success and fame around him, and he spoke very sincerely.He Qing listened silently, without interrupting or questioning, he knew that these were not lies, and He Zhuohong had no position to harm him, presumably these years were indeed much better than being a doctor before, the car was changed, the watch was a famous brand, The quality can also be seen in the clothes, and he tirelessly told him about his experience.

He Qing took a mouthful of vegetables, looked up occasionally, and saw a few white hairs that He Zhuohong had dyed once, but still couldn't hide, his heart would sink and become very heavy.The man in front of him ignited his original ideal flame, and then poured a basin of cold water on it.

After so many years, it is still pouring cold water on it.The cold water flowed into the heart and collided with the scene of Director Li being injured, forming a thick layer of ice.

The meal was not a happy one, nor was it a bad break up. He Zhuohong was relieved to see his son, which still surpassed other complicated emotions.

"He Qing," He Zhuohong paused, and suddenly asked, "When I divorced your mother... did you really hate me?"

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