doctor's love

Why do people always go to the hospital after they have shoulder pain?

Why do people always go to the hospital after they have a splitting headache?

Why do people always wait until their toothache becomes unbearable before going to the hospital?

Why do people always think of regret after it's too late, and then they can't do anything but cry and wait for it to end?

Just like Lu Baiqiao felt sorry for Zhang Jue, how many other regrettable things are there in this world.There are no long speeches to talk about, and most of them are nonsense that has been said a thousand times, the speaker is tired, and the listener has no heart.

Putting these truths on people, and putting them in each case, they are vivid and terrifying. "It's too late", "I've been procrastinating", "I don't have time", "I have something to do" are not excuses.

What is more important to be human?

On Wuxuan's mobile phone, the scores sent to him by Morita Chiwa are still on the home page.Every time I open it, I can see a bright file against a black background, which is very dazzling.

He glanced at the time: 2:11 a.m. on February 8.

After opening the Internet, my own music software was flooded with a bunch of comments in various forms.He simply set all the notifications as read, and then opened the mailbox.The information his agent gave him two days ago is still lingering, and there is no new work email.The agent asked him many times what to do with the song he collaborated with Morita Chiwa, but he still hasn't answered.This makes for another very idle week.

Wu Xuan scratched his head, pulled Liu Hai who covered his eyes out a few times, and looked down at the sleeping person beside him.He curled up in the blanket, as if feeling very cold, and buried his face in the eiderdown quilt.Wu Xuan reached out and stroked his hair, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.There is floor heating in the house, Wu Xuan walked over barefoot, not worried about the cold.

The quilt on the bed moved, and Xin Hai sat up suddenly.Shocked, he also grabbed his phone to check the time.After confirming, he breathed a sigh of relief.That's right, he succeeded. He made a challenge that he thought he would never meet in his life.

Dawu's real name is Wuxuan, from Qilian, he is 25 years old and single, and he is suspected of suffering from depression.When his file passed Xin Hai's hands at that time, he did not attract the attention of Xin psychic, because he gave his real name and did not attach a photo.A considerable number of rich businessmen and high-ranking officials who come to see mental illness will use pseudonyms and not give photos to hide their eyes, and the archives are also numbered.

Although Xin Hai watched the farewell video of Morita Chiwa with Lu Baiqiao, he didn't know the real purpose of Wu Xuan's coming to the Ninth Hospital at all.The agent has always been thinking about the psychological therapy of Xin's clinic, and made many appointments for him, but Wu Xuan didn't appreciate it at all, and his desire to die was very stubborn.

Unexpectedly, as his half confidant, Morita Chikazu contacted him, saying that he might not have a few days to live, and hoped to meet before he died, and it would be best to collaborate on another song together .The email clearly stated "no later than the end of January", after that there is no guarantee that Wu Xuan will see himself alive.

Wu Xuan had already made up his mind to commit suicide. After seeing the email, he thought it would be okay to meet his confidant before he died, so he called and told his manager who was surrounded by other artists that he was going to See Chihe below.

At the beginning, Wentian Entertainment signed Wu Xuan because of a collaboration song between Chi He and him.This time the other party contacted him, the agent thought that Wu Xuan had a chance to stand up, and immediately ran out from the girl group, booked him a plane ticket, and helped him make an appointment with a psychiatrist at the Xin's Clinic. , Said that if he did not go to the clinic to get a visitor card, he would not be able to go up to the fifteenth floor, and asked him to go to the clinic.

That being the case, don't waste it, just go and have a look.Anyway, this can't change anything, people who will die will still die, Wu Xuan still wants to give up this desperate world.

Xin Hai bowed to the air, then quickly took out clean clothes and towels from the cabinet, wiped off the dried bodily fluids on his body first, then put on a pair of loose pants, and took the clothes into the bathroom.Hey, I'll take it off again in a while anyway, just pretend to be good, and put on clean clothes after I take a shower.

His set of movements is coherent and funny, and if any audience sees it, Monk Zhang Er will definitely be puzzled.Bowing to the air naked, he is probably the only one in this world.

Some things can't be explained clearly, and he doesn't expect others to understand.Although there is still a fact here: the rubber bunny in front of Xin Hai's mother's photo outside the house yelled, scaring the preserved egg at the door so that it jumped three feet high.

It has been an hour since the two came out of the bathroom.Xin Hai was a little exhausted, his eyes were still in a daze when Wu Xuan carried him to the sofa in the living room.

Xin Hai pulled Wu Xuan's Liu Hai back, looking at his eyebrows.Wu Xuan smiled slightly: "Do you want to eat something? I'll make it for you."

"Then... cook some rice porridge, wash a few strawberries, and fry a poached egg." The strawberries he took from the imported supermarket last night, Wu Xuan likes to eat.

Wu Xuan nodded, leaned over and kissed him, then got up and went to the kitchen.At this time, Preserved Egg quietly ran to Xin Hai's legs, jumped on his chest, and lay down to swear his sovereignty.In the past two days, her little boyfriend has always been occupied by a stranger, and she is very dissatisfied.

Xin Hai almost vomited blood under her pressure, patted her back with a wry smile, and pinched the delicate ears of the preserved egg.

As the saying goes, all strange powers and chaotic gods are imaginary, but in this continent where Chao Zhong is located, there are indeed some absurdities in it.If not, Xin Hai would have no way of knowing Wu Xuan's plan to commit suicide yesterday.

Although he is a psychic, he does not believe that fate cannot be changed.In his mind, although the path of luck has a general direction, disasters will appear on time, but if preparations are made early, these will all be changed.The rubber rabbit squeaked again, making the preserved egg on Xin Hai's chest jump up again in fright, and sat down on his face.

The two talked and laughed, and finished their breakfast.Xin Hai was already late, but he didn't want to leave Wuxuan very much. He looked at his father's text message on his phone urging him, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Why, did the boss urge you to go to work?" Seeing his expression, Wu Xuan said, "Then let's go together. It happens to be almost nine o'clock, and I have to continue to do counseling and treatment with Dr. Li."

"Well, then I will continue to tell you the previous story after work? Where did it come from last night..."

"The censer in Duomi's house." Wu Xuan seemed to have thought of something, smiling, "Speaking of the censer singing a lullaby at night, Duomi has heard it since he was a child, and he likes this song very much. But I don't know why the censer sings." .”

"Well, yes. Later, I heard about this incident, so I went to his house. Let's continue after the rest is over. Now go clean up and leave immediately." Xin Hai roughly rinsed the bowls and chopsticks , into the dishwasher.

Xin Hai had his own car, and the two of them drove directly to the Ninth Hospital after leaving Wu Xuan's single apartment.Xin Hai is familiar with the road, he has traveled many times in the past few days.

During the 10-minute journey, Wu Xuan kept listening to music with his headphones on.Xin Hai glanced at his profile, and for some reason suddenly remembered the "Arabian Nights" he had read when he was a child.

In the story, the king vowed to slaughter all the women in the city because of the queen's misbehavior, so he ordered to marry a woman every night and kill her the next day.The prime minister's daughter stepped forward and told the king a story every night.And every time the story was exciting, it was dawn, so the king asked her to continue telling the next night.Such a thousand and one nights, a thousand and one stories intertwined, finally moved the king, and the two joined hands for the rest of their lives.

And Xin Hai felt that what he did was quite like a prime minister's daughter.He didn't dare to stop, and told stories of himself as a psychic, his experience of studying abroad, and the adventures he encountered.Not at all surprised, Wu Xuan accepted his identity instantly, and listened to his story with relish, his eyes sparkled when he heard the highlights, Xin Hai almost stuttered.

Like the prime minister's daughter, they couldn't bear the consequences of failure.But the difference is that one side is that the prime minister's daughter will be executed, while the other is that his heart will be executed.

Yes, if Wuxuan died, Xin Hai's heart would also die.He would be willing to live, but only as a psychic, doing his vocation.In addition, he will no longer feel the beautiful things in this world, the beautiful emotions, and even the most delicious food will be like gravel in his mouth.

Sadness is worse than death, Xin Hai can't bear it at all, so he can only try his best to fight for it.He used to be such a tall person, but Lu Baiqiao often said that he was "like an eminent monk outside the world".He never thought that there were such worldly words and such lustful potential in his body.

Holding the steering wheel, Xin Hai suddenly said seriously to Wu Xuan: "I think I can do whatever you want for you."

With earphones plugged into Wu Xuan's ears, he didn't seem to hear it.

The story of the two of them is so simple that it needs no further elaboration.The longing for life was lost to mere words, and this became a topic that several friends kept talking about in the future.

Seeing the two get out of the car, Lu Baiqiao standing at the window couldn't help puffing out his cheeks, like a puffer fish.He hadn't contacted Xin Hai since he heard a "special" phone call from a friend during the New Year.This grandson, when I called him to say hello during the New Year, there was a burst of babbling and babbling, and even ghosts could tell what he was doing.The point is that he actually picked it up, especially when he was still dead, saying that no one was around.He has always known that his friend is talking all over the place, but no matter how much he talks about it, he might not be able to sleep with a ghost.After listening to Lu Baiqiao casually, he found that his friend had hooked up with his idol Dawu.

Reminiscent of the tragic past when he just hooked up with Chihe but immediately separated from him, Lu Baiqiao couldn't help howling twice.The eyes emit beams of resentment, wishing to burn the lightning couple to death.

But within two seconds, he saw a homeless artist they passed by who was playing the guitar fall down.Hey, I shot the wrong person!Lu Baiqiao became flustered, hurriedly wrapped up in a white coat, and ran outside.

He was on duty at the outpatient clinic, and he went to the cafeteria on the second floor to buy drinks while Zhou You was in the clinic, and he saw this scene unexpectedly.The idle on-duty doctor and the emergency department in the outpatient clinic of the Ninth Hospital can be swapped flexibly. In other words, whoever is free can go to the emergency department. If you grab a case, you are one. But if you have something to do, you will be scolded if you run out to pick up the patient. .

Zhou You just replaced shift with him, and it's not yet time for afternoon rounds, so Lu Baiqiao has some free time.He ran all the way, running wildly, and when he arrived at the location, he happened to see his fellow Li Yue running over with a stretcher.

Hey, isn't Lao Shizi following Li Keyan in the operation?How come you ran out early?

"Hey little girl, what are you doing here?" His shoulders suddenly sank at this moment.Lu Baiqiao's calves began to tremble, and he managed to stabilize his center of gravity.

"Old, teacher..." Lu Baiqiao held up a smile, "Aren't you doing surgery? Why did you come out early? Could it be done ahead of time, you...?"

"Don't, don't. I don't want to listen to flattery, so save yourself." Li Keyan waved his hand at him, and smiled again, "I just received a transplant operation, which saved me from pancreatic cancer surgery—— Li Keyan seemed very happy, patted Lu Baiqiao on the back, and led him to the locker room.

"Get ready and pick up a heart with me right away."