he killed himself

Feng's mother was admitted to the hospital in Nanjing this autumn. At that time, Feng Zhen joined N University. With the help of Chu Yuan, she got medical insurance for her mother and was admitted to the affiliated hospital as a relative of the school. afford medical expenses.

After Feng Zhen communicated with the doctor about his mother's situation, when he went upstairs with milk and fruit, his mother should have just woken up not long ago. The old lady was in good spirits. She was talking to the new patient in the next bed, but she didn't know what she was talking about. What, he suddenly laughed and didn't stop when he came in, continuing to speak non-standard Mandarin with an accent.

Feng Zhen said hello to his aunt, approached, and saw that the insulated lunch box by the bed was full, and the faint smell of medicine overflowed from the lunch box, and he knew why, it must have been sent by Dr. Chen Jingru, it seemed that he really deserved it. Explain to her completely.

My mother simply said that if you are still hungry, go warm up and drink something, and he smiled and said that he was not hungry, helped his mother to get up and change clothes, packed them, and took them back to wash.

"Your son is so filial, come here every now and then." The aunt in the next bed expressed envy.

Feng's mother smiled, "My son is not like your son who went abroad. If your child is in China, he won't watch over you every day because of the constant phone calls."

The patient smiled consolingly, and looked envious in his heart. At this age, he just asked for a family member to be by his side. "How is your Xiao Feng and Dr. Chen now? Can it work?" Dr. Chen's name is Chen Yao. There is an intern doctor here, who is beautiful and sweet. The key is to like Feng Zhen, who can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye. Otherwise, who would come to deliver food and drinks every day and chat with him?

"Look at him, I didn't ask." Mother Feng looked at her son who went out to wash the dishes. "You can't tell the fate of the young man. If I talk too much, he will be stressed."

"There is nothing we can do if we have this disease." The patient expressed her understanding, probably because her children came, and the two of them talked about the children. If the patient pays attention, she may see that when she talks about grandchildren Mother Feng's eyes - envious and helpless.

"Recently you've been so busy here that you don't have time to talk." Mother Feng held her son's hand, "How's work going?"

"Very good, the teacher took good care of me."

"Teacher Chu is a very good person. He will do a good job for others. If you do something, they will value you more." Parents who divide their duties from others also ask their children to be kind and down-to-earth.

Feng's mother has been like this all her life. Although she has gone through all kinds of pain, she still firmly believes that people should be like this. Therefore, since Feng Zhen woke up, although she disagreed with her heart, she has always listened quietly to what her mother said. If you feel good, you will add a sentence or two.

"Don't tire yourself too much, this person, looking back in this life, the most important thing is actually the body."

"Mom, I've had a good meal recently." I really have to thank Zhou Chen for this. He always treats me to dinner or keeps it for dinner or eats with me by the way. On the contrary, I eat more recently, and there are pictures to prove it.

Mother Feng looked relieved, "Don't always invite people to treat you, treat people to dinner yourself." As he spoke, the old man thought of a serious question, "Is the money enough?"

Feng Zhen nodded, "It's enough, I'm taking a patient now, the private doctor's treatment fee, I have more money."

"Go back later and take back all the nuts, where can I eat your mother?"

"Have a taste."

"You keep it for yourself." Mother Feng insisted that she was so skinny, "I will buy less of these things in the future, it's a waste of money."

However, when Feng Zhen left, he still didn’t take his things away, and asked his mother to give a box of preserved fruit to the auntie of the nurse tomorrow, thanking her for taking care of her during this time, “Xiao Chen has been having a hard time recently. It looks expensive, if you really want to, thank the girl, and you can't always let the girl spend money."

"Okay, Mom."

"You..." Mother Feng hesitated to speak, and her heart trembled when she saw her son's black pupils so silent, but in just a few years, her son really seemed to be a different person, "Son, you If you have something in your heart, tell mom, mom is still there, and I can still listen to you."

"Mom, this chemotherapy is over, let me take you to Beijing for a walk, don't you always want to see the square and the chairman over there."

"This time?" Mother Feng's eyes brightened, "Are you free?"

"I'm going on a business trip soon, and it's about the same time." The tall, thin young man covered his mother with a quilt, "We can bring our father with us." The man who went to Beijing when he was young always talked about going to Beijing with his wife and children. We went together again, but never waited for that opportunity.

"It's still about work. If you're really free, Mom will go with you again." The old lady didn't add the same sentence as last year, anyway, the days are still long.

Life is changing rapidly, if you have any idea, you must implement it quickly. Ever since his father passed away, Feng Zhen knows this truth well.

The next day's negotiations were not smooth, and the female project manager of TML was unwilling to raise the price up to 1. At the same time, she said that Party A also had alternative targets at present, and would not consider it if the price was too high.

When the two sides were at a stalemate, Feng Zhen thought of the potential energy theory that Zhou Chen said——TML was not interested in Hailan's successful family cases in youth counseling, but had a cooperative school with abnormal youth problems at home and abroad, but Gao Xiaofeng. This high-potential figure is nothing more than that.

Dr. Gao graduated from the Department of Psychology at Harvard. Although the Department of Psychology at Harvard is not top-notch, most people only read Harvard.

Dr. Gao is a Peking University student. Although he did not study psychology at the beginning, the name of Peking University is enough.

Dr. Gao is the general manager of Hailan. Although Hailan is founded by a group of people and Gao Xiaofeng is in charge of major clients, most of the people he treats are famous people in the society.

Alternate targets will not have such a high doctor.

Therefore, considering the real benefits, the quotation of 2 is not high.

The person in charge looked at Feng Zhen in surprise, and stopped him after the contract was signed, "I didn't notice Dr. Feng's eloquence so well before, as expected of a person who studies psychology."

"It's all for the company, and I didn't mean to make things difficult for you."

"Understood." The woman let go of her hair, and the fierceness just now was absorbed a lot in an instant, "It's all for the boss to save money for the company to calculate KPI, which is very understandable."

This woman and just now seemed to be different people. When they got to the elevator, they went downstairs together. Because it happened to be dinner time, they had a meal together. They also had a deeper communication about the future cooperation. Naturally, the men and women talked about serious matters together. When it's over, there will be many other things about communication.

"Feng Zhen, can I ask where you went to university?"

"At University Z." That's what was written on the certificate.

"Will you go to Nanjing to study in graduate school?"

"It should be." Seeing that the woman was puzzled, he pointed to his head, "Something went wrong here, and I forgot a lot of things."

"It's no wonder," the woman smiled, "I'm Lin Xueyan, senior."

Feng Zhen smiled awkwardly but politely. He always had the impression that this woman was called the team leader, but he didn't expect to use such a gentle name, which made him feel even more unfamiliar, "I'm sorry."

"It's Lin Xiao's cousin. I treated your wounds when you played in the North China region. It's a pity that you injured your arm in that game. You didn't have a chance to play in the second half."

Feng Zhen didn't respond, but he was interested in who won the game, "Which team won?"

"At that time, four entered two, Z University lost you, but lost the main force."

"I only remember that I could play basketball in high school, but I didn't expect to be so good in college."

Looking at the thin young man in front of her, her demeanor seemed to be a different person, Lin Xueyan felt quite embarrassed, "It's okay, I understand, I wanted to ask if I just saw you, but because I thought you were in the same university as me What I saw was different, so I have never been sure." Lin Xueyan also talked more, "Senior, do you still have contact with my brother?"

"Doctor Lin?"

"It turns out that you are his patient." Lin Xueyan suddenly smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, girls' gossip nature is not as good as Party A and Party B at this time, "Then do you still have contact with him?"

who is he?Feng Zhen looked at the girl with a confused face.

That is, it is gone, Lin Xueyan is still smiling with crooked eyebrows, as if it is not very important to contact or not, and she just mentioned it casually.

It may be that people who were not very core in the past suddenly appeared like this, Feng Zhen was inexplicably flustered.

Since waking up from that big dream, some areas of his brain have been damaged, and his whole person feels indifferent to the experience of emotions, and he rarely has too many mood swings. This feeling of panic makes him feel strange and fear.

The past is a line, and once a point is dragged, it is easy to lift it all up - and he has no way to remember all of this.

He sent the contract back to the clinic, and briefly talked with Chu Yuan about the change of the contract and the later arrangements. After everything was all right, he faxed the contract to Gao Xiaofeng, and agreed on the future course content arrangement.

It was 5:30 in the afternoon when everything was busy. At this time, Nanjing was setting sun, and the golden afterglow seemed to be a little bit warm. This kind of light deceived Feng Zhen. He walked out of the clinic without wearing a scarf, feeling cold. At that time, I had already walked down 100 meters, and I didn't want to go back to pick it up.

I didn't expect to meet Zhou Chen after two intersections.