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This small equestrian farm located on the southern outskirts of the city is a private place, backed by the forest, secluded and secluded, and rarely open to outsiders.

The owner, Mr. Qi, has a special liking for horses, so he went overseas specially, bought a batch of thoroughbred horses at a high price, and built a horse breeding place here.

If it weren't for Yan Jiwen and Yan Guohua who had been here several times before and understood the winding and complicated road conditions in this area, most people would probably have to fumble for a long time to reach their destination by car.

On the way here, Han Yi stopped by the Horse Association and brought a batch of medical equipment for consultation.

There are not many people who come to the suburban racecourse on weekdays, especially at night, when they see unfamiliar taxis parked at the entrance, the guard staff routinely step forward to inquire.

Han Yi poked his head out of the car window, and said hurriedly, "I am the horse veterinarian invited by Mr. Qi. How far is the stable from here? Please show me the way."

The guard staff immediately knew what was going on, nodded repeatedly, straddled his battery car, and led the taxi driver.

The injured horses were isolated in a warehouse hut with bright lights inside. Under the order of the owner of the racecourse, two employees on duty stayed here for 24-hour care.

"Uncle Qi, long time no see." Yan Ji Wenchao greeted a middle-aged man standing at the door.

The preoccupied Mr. Qi raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw Yan Jiwen's arrival, his frown slightly relaxed.

Yan Jiwen took the initiative to introduce the other party: "Uncle Qi, his name is Han Yi, the horse veterinarian my dad mentioned to you before."

Han Yi nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to shake hands with Mr. Qi, exchanged a brief greeting, and then went straight to the topic: "Please tell me the specific situation."

According to Mr. Qi and the staff present, the incident happened about two weeks ago.

The horse sneaked out of the racecourse while no one was paying attention, and when it was found in the forest later, its left front leg had been broken.

The staff immediately invited a veterinarian to see the horse. After a few days of treatment, there was no effect. Later, they changed to other agricultural and animal husbandry veterinarians. After trying various treatments, the horse not only did not improve, but the condition even began straight down.

Han Yi immediately found out the problem.

The so-called specialization in the field of surgery is that equine veterinary medicine is an independent academic specialty, and various complicated diseases involved in it require systematic study and years of practical experience.

People are not aware of this and lead to seek the wrong way and get the opposite effect.

Lao Qi loves horses eagerly, and begged: "Mr. Han, I heard from Lao Yan that you are very good at treating horses. This time, I really have to ask you. Even if you ask for a price, I will not underestimate the cost." for you."

Han Yi didn't pay much attention to the matter of money, and just said: "I'll go in and check it first, please wait outside for a while."

From time to time, the low neighing of horses could be heard in the warehouse. Following that sound, we walked inside. A bay-colored horse was lying on the ground covered with dry straw at the moment. Compared with normal horses, its shape was obvious. Lost a lot.

It can be seen that I want to stand up with it, but due to the inconvenient legs and feet, I have tried many times but failed.

Han Yi walked to the side of the horse, squatted down slowly, stroked it gently back and forth, and then moved his gaze to the horse's left foreleg covered with a white bandage.

That was the treatment plan given by the previous veterinarian, but at first glance, it seemed to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

According to the dictation of the horse worker who usually takes care of it, the horse had already suffered from loss of appetite before breaking its leg.

From this point of view, in addition to the injury to the front leg, this horse is very likely to have other hidden dangers.

Yan Jiwen was waiting outside the warehouse, with nothing to do except swiping his phone.

Xiaoyu had already finished eating hot pot, so she sent a message to ask if they would come to sing K later.

It doesn't matter what Yan Jiwen said, but there is a high probability that he won't be able to go back, so he sent a message over there to tell everyone not to wait.

As soon as the WeChat message was sent, Han Yi walked out of the warehouse. His clean clothes were covered with straw, and his left arm was full of sticky liquid. He didn't know what he had just done.

Mr. Qi couldn't wait to step forward and ask, "How is its condition? How long will it take to heal?"

Han Yi was quiet for a while, and said, "I hope you are mentally prepared."

Yan Jiwen had heard similar words before, the day before his grandfather passed away, and the doctor told the family members the same way outside the ward.

Han Yi said: "I just checked the horse. It is not only a comminuted fracture of the left leg, but also a volvulus."

Leg injuries and intestinal disorders are two major problems that have plagued equine veterinarians for many years.

If a horse encounters any of the above situations, it is almost a fatal blow.

Now that two fatal problems have come at the same time, and because the treatment was delayed too late, the horse lying in the warehouse has basically announced the arrival of the god of death.

Mr. Qi understood the meaning of Han Yi's words, and shook his head in disbelief: "Ah? This...how could this be? Mr. Han, is there no hope at all? Can you think of a way?"

Han Yi told the truth: "The amount of treatment may be hundreds of times higher than you imagined, and even with the investment of such money, the possibility of cure is extremely slim."

Mr. Qi fell into hesitation, and Han Yi said again: "I am a veterinarian, and I can only give what I think is the right suggestion, but you are its owner, and the final decision is still in your hands."

Mr. Qi asked: "Then, what do you suggest?"

Han Yi: "If possible, arrange euthanasia for it as soon as possible. This is the only way to relieve its pain."

His tone was decisive, without any wavering.

Yan Jiwen and everyone present were stunned at the same time, probably no one expected that the horse veterinarian would give such a diagnosis that was completely contrary to expectations.

A staff member interrupted and said, "This horse was purchased for several million dollars. You came over and looked at it and said that it can't be cured. How can there be such a reason? Are you right, boss?"

Another person also said: "Boss, if it doesn't work, let's find another veterinarian. I know there is a very famous pet hospital in the city. Although the price is a bit expensive, the skills of his doctor are recognized as good."

Both of them were seeking the opinion of their boss, but they saw that Mr. Qi remained silent.

He is a layman and does not know how to treat horses, but he has seen many horse races in the past, and has dealt with people in the industry at auctions many times. He has seen some regrettable things with his own eyes. However, I am also experiencing such an experience now.

Han Yi knew that making this decision was very difficult, so he did not urge him, but only said to Mr. Qi: "Think carefully, if you think you can't trust me, you can invite another doctor, but no matter what, please do it as soon as possible. choose."

"I see." Mr. Qi nodded, his voice was very soft, even trembling, "Then... Anle, when?"

"immediately."

"Did you bring those things with you?"

Han Yi gave a soft "hmm". As a doctor, he has to prepare for the worst every time he visits a doctor.

"Okay..." Mr. Qi's eyes were slightly red, and he pondered, "I, can I stay at the scene for a while? It is the first horse I raised, and I want to accompany it at the end, and follow it well. It's different."

"can."

Once a decision is made, there is no turning back.

Mr. Qi and two employees entered the warehouse together with Han Yi, but Yan Jiwen stayed outside alone.

He paced back and forth on the lawn, and sat down on a stone bench not far away, looking at the moon in the sky, blowing the cool night breeze, and stayed quietly for a long time.

Until there was a sound of light footsteps approaching from behind, and someone quietly sat down beside him.

"ended?"

"Yeah." The person next to him replied softly, "The others are still inside, it may take a little time to buffer."

Han Yi's tone was very calm, he turned his head to look at Yan Jiwen: "What are you thinking now?"

"I was thinking about the conversation you had with Uncle Qi just now." Yan Jiwen recalled some past events, "My sister used to have a pet cat, and later when the pet cat was old and brought to the hospital, the doctor said If it can’t be cured, euthanasia is recommended if you want to relieve its pain, my sister cried for a long time at that time.”

This is also the reason why he doesn't raise animals. Once a relationship is established, it will be a very sad thing to face parting in the future.

After talking about his memories, Yan Jiwen asked him: "You are a horse veterinarian, did you often encounter such things before?"

"I've experienced it several times, and every time I deal with it, I feel a little bad."

Yan Jiwen suddenly felt his right shoulder sink, and when he realized it, he found that Han Yi leaned his head over.

"I'm a little tired, let me take a shoulder."

Yan Jiwen remained silent, acquiescing to Han Yi's behavior.

The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment, Yan Jiwen asked, "Why did you choose to be a horse veterinarian?"

Han Yi said: "Probably because my family runs a horse farm. I have loved horses since I was a child. In the past, a horse in my family was sick. It was not a serious disease. It is reasonable to say that it can be cured, but Because the wrong diagnosis by the veterinarian delayed the treatment time, it just left.

"Since that day, I have had such an idea in my heart, hoping to provide help to those injured and sick horses within my ability."

This is his original intention, but as a veterinarian, what he can do is limited after all.

No matter how advanced the technology is, the only thing we can do in the face of some situations beyond our ability is to do our duty and send those poor patients through the last journey of their lives.

The so-called doctor, no matter whether the object of treatment is human or animal, the essence is the same.

They can only do what they can, sometimes to heal, often to help, always to comfort.

"What about you?" Han Yi asked him back, "Why do you want to be a photographer?"

Yan Jiwen smiled easily: "My reasons are not as complicated as yours. It's just out of pure love that I want to travel to every corner of the world and record everything I've seen with my camera."

While talking, he put his hand into his trouser pocket, thought about it, and finally got downhearted, took out the thing, and handed it to Han Yi: "Here."

"What's this?" Han Yi took it subconsciously, and opened the outer cardboard package, which contained a plastic card.

Yan Jiwen touched the back of his neck, and deliberately turned his eyes aside, a little embarrassed: "Birthday gift."

Han Yi looked at it carefully, it was a membership card with the name of XX milk tea shop printed on it.

During this period of time, Yan Jiwen listed many gift plans over and over again, but in the end he still chose Song Xin's original proposal.

As Song Xin said, no matter how advanced and beautiful things are, they are not as practical as sweet milk tea, and what you drink in your stomach is your own.

In order to meet the fancy needs of current customers, the milk tea shop also provides customized patterns. Yan Jiwen specially asked the clerk to print cartoon ponies on the card surface several times.

When he went out today, he was still thinking about how to deliver this gift to Han Yi, and he had prepared several sets of excuses for this, but now when he actually delivered the gift, he found that there was no one himself. As difficult as imagined.

There are less than 5 minutes left until twelve o'clock. Although the birthday celebration plan at night has been cancelled, the sense of ceremony still needs to be paid attention to.

"Happy birthday." Yan Jiwen said to him.

Han Yi happily accepted the gift, with a smile overflowing his eyes: "Thank you."

"Before your birthday is over, let's take a photo to commemorate it." He raised his phone, pointed the camera at himself and Yan Jiwen, and quickly pressed the shutter button.

In the camera, the two are sitting side by side, one is smiling, the other is stunned because he didn't react, with a silver moon above his head and the night wind blowing his hair, drawing an unsatisfactory end to this not-so-smooth night .

It was already two o'clock in the morning when I returned to the city from the suburban racecourse.

After arriving home, Yan Jiwen went back to his room and lay on the bed, never feeling sleepy.

The cell phone next to the pillow lit up, and the first time he saw Han Yi's name note, he almost didn't think about it, and immediately clicked on it.

Han Yi said good night to him in WeChat, and then sent him a selfie photo of the two not long ago.

Yan Jiwen stared at the photo for a long time, and suddenly thought of something, jumped up from the bed, walked to the desk, imported the photo into the computer, and printed it out.

There is also an unnamed photo lying in the folder of the computer, which he secretly kept when he took a photo of Han Yi last time.

Open it again and read it again, the visual impact is still not there. The man is sitting on the horseback with sweat dripping, his thin and strong waist is like a deadly knife, which makes people think wildly.

The hand holding the mouse unconsciously pressed the print button again.

Yan Jiwen put the two printed photos into his private photo album, and locked this secret that belonged to him in a drawer.