To my dear senior sister

A few hours later, the red light on the operating room door turned green.

The operation was successfully completed, and the rescued patient was pushed out.The doctors who operated on him all relaxed.After putting down the scalpel and asking the nurse to help take off the surgical gown, they wiped off the hot sweat from their heads, chatted for a few words, and then came out one after another.

The chief surgeon is the Chief Surgeon.After taking off the mask, as soon as he left the operating room, the patient's family members surrounded him and rushed to ask about the patient's condition.Sure enough, Jiang was still old and hot, and the family members asked questions in a hurry, and the director gave priority to answering all the questions they were most concerned about.

Several doctors followed behind him and came out later, full of admiration.Wen Lian is still in the operating room because he still has things to deal with.

After the director answered the family members' questions, it was important to coax them to see the patient.As soon as the family members left, a nurse hurried over with a report card and handed it to the director.

The director straightened his waist and opened the report.When he saw the results of the report, his expression changed.

"I want to order lunch in the office at noon, Wen Lian, how about you?" The itinerant nurse who participated in the operation with Wen Lian and the others asked Wen Lian while cleaning the operating room.

"Hiss~" Wen Lian hesitated and said, "Whatever, I don't choose." He took off the mask and threw it into the trash can.There was still blood on the mask, which was splashed from the patient's arterioles accidentally cut just now.

After another chat with the itinerant nurse, Wen Lian left the operating room.She thought that everyone outside had left, but when she came out, she saw her director still standing at the door of the operating room, staring at a report.

Wen Lian walked to his side and asked suspiciously, "Director, why haven't you left yet?"

"Wait." The director said solemnly without raising his head.

Wen Lian didn't know why the director was so fascinated by reading a report.She had just gone through a dreadful operation, every pore in her body was relaxed, and she felt empty in her stomach. She rushed to eat, thinking that the director meant that he would wait before leaving, so she said, "Then I will go first." It's..."

She never expected that the biggest setback in her life was waiting for her ahead.

Before the words finished, the director added: "I mean you wait before leaving."

Unprepared, Wen Lian asked, "What's wrong?"

The director glanced left and right. The door of the operating room was not a suitable place to talk. "Follow me to the office. I have something to tell you." After speaking, he walked forward with the report.

The monk Wen Lian Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, so he could only follow along.

Entering the director's office, closing the door, the director looked directly into Wen Lian's eyes, and asked cautiously: "Did the blood of that patient splash into your eyes?"

Whether there is a wound on Wen Lian's face can be seen at a glance.The only possible loophole is her eyes that must be exposed outside during the operation.The conjunctiva is not a good barrier in the body, and viruses can easily break through it and enter the body.

Wen Lian had a bad premonition, and in order to verify her thoughts, she asked cautiously, "What's wrong with the director?"

The director snapped: "You answer my question first!"

Wen Lian carefully recalled the scene on the operating table.

The blood splashed on her face, half of which was blocked by the mask, and half of it splashed on the gap between the forehead and the eyes.She blinked reflexively, and drops of blood fell down the corner of her brow.Wen Lian didn't want to recall that feeling that still carried the patient's body temperature.

Because she was concentrating on the operation at that time, she didn't notice any discomfort in her eyes at all, and it couldn't be ruled out that tiny blood molecules splashed in.So she wasn't sure if the blood splashed into her eyes.

"Probably not..."

Hearing this, the director handed over the report to her weakly, and said, "In two weeks, you should go for a blood test..."

Wen Lian's face turned pale in an instant, and he frantically opened the report.

After confirming that this report belongs to the patient who underwent surgery just now, Wen Lian directly saw the bottom line...

"Human Immunodeficiency Virus Antibody Test: HIV Positive." (AIDS)

The blood in the whole body seemed to freeze at the moment of seeing the report results, and cold sweat came out from around the back.

This patient has AIDS, and if his blood splashed into his eyes... Wen Lian's heart beat faster and faster, and the hand holding the report was trembling.

Although the director didn't want to see such a thing happen, no one had the ability to predict it.As a senior, he nagged and comforted Wen Lian a lot, and then saw that Wen Lian was still in a daze.

He pushed her, pointed out to her what to do next, and said, "...Hurry up now, hurry up and take the virus blocking medicine! 24 hours, there is still time! Go!"

Wen Lian's mind went blank, she didn't listen to a word the director said to her.Holding the report card, he walked out of the director's office dully, and looked around blankly.She didn't know where she was going or what she was going to do, and she even forgot who she was.

He walked forward a few steps upside down, his steps suddenly stopped, his heart was in pain as if being tightly tied by a rope, and tears were about to come out from the pain.

Wen Lian bent down, clutching the position of her heart, and woke up.Gritting his teeth, he threw down the report card and rushed to the sink in the toilet.

Turn on the clean water, wash your face vigorously, wash it over and over again, until the tears overflowed in the end, you still feel that there is disgusting blood left on your face.

The cold water soaked her temples, mixed with warm tears, flowing down the arc of her chin one after another.

She had already thought of the worst outcome.What should she do if she is really tricked?

Either, wait to die; or, die.

What ideals, what hopes to do something useful, are all false!She has studied for 12 years, university, going abroad, master's degree, doctor's degree, all of which can't match this fatal blood!If she was really infected, her whole life would be ruined by this little blood!

She is a person first, and a doctor second!She is not willing to pay the price for other people's promiscuity and irresponsibility.Why? !For AIDS, she knows best.Although there is only a very low probability, she doesn't want to take this risk.

Wen Lian covered her eyes, fell to the ground, and sobbed in front of the sink.

Clinically, there is a one in a thousand chance that she will meet her.Is God playing with her?It's better to die directly.

All expectations for the future were reduced to ashes at that moment.

What is she going to do?

After she shed all the tears, she pulled herself up choked with sobs, washed her face with water, and wiped away all the tears on her face.She didn't dare to look up at herself in the mirror, she was afraid to see the fragile self six years ago.

With her hands on both sides of the sink, she was thinking quietly with red eyes.The remaining water on the face gathered into droplets at the tip of the nose, fell drop by drop, and broke apart at the edge of the sink.

The thing has already happened. Unless the time is turned back, what is the room for redemption?Now she can only try to keep herself calm.

Before she had time to think about anything else, the director's words echoed in her mind.It's time to take HIV blocking drugs, yes!to take medicine.

After taking the medicine, it can reduce the chance of being recruited to a certain extent.

Wen Lian's throat squirmed, he straightened up abruptly, arranged his clothes, and hurriedly left the toilet to take the blocking medicine.

The director had explained her situation to the dean, and the dean specially granted her a two-week leave to go back and rest.

As for the work, after two weeks, the results came out, let's talk about it.

Knowing the gentleness of this arrangement, she accepted it without saying a word.

She has seen it through, anyway, life fell to the bottom in an instant, and she doesn't mind going a little lower.

After taking off her white coat, Wen Lian was about to leave the office and go home.Before going out, she stopped hesitantly and turned to look at the white coat hanging on the hanger.

In terms of the degree of love for this profession, it is estimated that no one can surpass her.But she has to leave now, maybe forever, which is cruel.

Wen Lian wanted to touch his white coat again, and moved his toes, but he still didn't go over.

Before leaving, she took another look at Gu Xianxi.As it has always been done during this period of time.Without Gu Xianxi's knowledge, quietly and unknown, he turned and left after just one glance.

But this time, there was less decisiveness, just one glance.The fact that she was stained with the blood of an AIDS patient is a matter of reputation, and the hospital will keep her secret.She just went on vacation for a while, that's all.

The time when she came back was inaccurate. If nothing happened, she would come back to work soon. Gu Xianxi would never know what happened during this time.If something happened... then this might be the last time I saw her.

Wen Lian took a particularly long look at this look.She was almost spotted by Gu Xianxi, so she looked away in a panic, and left with heavy steps.

It was the first time for Wen Lian to walk out of the hospital when he was not off work.

Looking up, through the glass roof of the hospital.The sky was clearly cloudless, but in her eyes, it was gloomy, and warm tears flowed out again involuntarily.

Gu Xianxi realized that she hadn't seen Wen Lian for several days.Because they are in the same hospital, even if they don't want to meet, it is difficult.Gu Xianxi felt strange that the person who usually looked up but couldn't see him when he looked down suddenly seemed to disappear.

It's impossible that Wen Lian was avoiding her on purpose.They had already talked clearly, and agreed that there would be no more entanglements, and there was no need to hide.

Gu Xianxi went to Wen Lian's office under the pretext of sending her medical records, but did not see her either.The white coat was hanging on the hanger, and it didn't look like it had been moved during this period of time.

If Wen Lian's things were not still on her desk, she would have thought that Wen Lian had already resigned.

Is it sick?Gu Xianxi guessed worriedly.

But no matter how anxious she wanted to know what was going on with Wen Lian, she didn't ask Wen Lian's colleagues, but passed the gossip and insinuating inquiries between the nurses when they were free to kill time...

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Remember... a year after the breakup, when Wen Lian was about to come back to question Gu Xianxi, he accidentally cut his own hand and was scolded by his mentor?