Diamond Jubilee

"In person? No need."

Yan Xuzhi stood up and walked outside.

Li Yi was stunned, followed him immediately, and asked, "Doctor Yan, where are you going?"

"go to eat."

Li Yi frowned, he walked behind Yan Xuzhi, looked at his thin and straight back, when Yan Xuzhi walked into the elevator, he couldn't help asking: "Doctor Yan, will you take your personal feelings with you?" To work?"

Yan Xuzhi didn't answer him, but glanced past him and landed behind him.

"I have no personal feelings," he said.

The elevator door closed slowly, Li Yi took a deep breath, and regained his senses in a trance, only to realize what he said after a while.

He shrugged his head and turned around, a face suddenly appeared in front of him, his heart tightened, and he took two steps back.

Liang Liye asked blankly, "Is this your doctor?"

Li Yi nodded and explained: "Dr. Yan suddenly had something. He asked me to tell you that the objects of euthanasia must be those who have been diagnosed with incurable diseases according to modern medicine and technology, and the death is imminent. Zhao Sir, he does not meet the first requirement, sorry, we cannot agree to his application."

Liang Liye frowned and snorted, "Why didn't he come and tell us himself, there's no time for a word?"

Li Yi didn't dare to look at Liang Liye at all. His head was full of emotional entanglements between the nurse and Dr. Yan he said. He didn't know how Dr. Yan got divorced in the first place. It doesn't look like a peaceful breakup now. .

Li Yi put his hands behind his back, clenched his fists, and whispered, "Doctor Yan is busy."

The words of the intern doctor in front of him were particularly harsh, Liang Liye smiled sarcastically, and did not speak again.

Yan Xuzhi got out of the elevator and went to the cafeteria on the first floor to eat something.

It was almost seven o'clock, and there were not many people in the cafeteria. After eating, Yan Xuzhi walked upstairs slowly.

Wu Zhenghe retired last year, and his office was changed to Mengzhou.

Yan Xuzhi walked to Mengzhou and knocked on the door, Mengzhou's voice sounded, "Come in."

Yan Xuzhi pushed the door and went in. Seeing him, Meng Zhou was stunned, then smiled and said, "Doctor Yan, why are you here?"

"The patients transferred to my side in the afternoon can still be treated."

Mengzhou went to get tea, but didn't seem to hear what he said, and asked him whether he wanted green tea or black tea.Yan Xuzhi frowned, "Thank you, I'm not thirsty."

Mengzhou sighed, "That's a pity, my tea is still good." He glanced at Yan Xuzhi, pointed to the sofa and said, "Doctor Yan, don't stand, let's sit down and talk."

Yan Xuzhi sat down on the sofa, Mengzhou sat in front of him, and said to him: "The patient voluntarily gave up all the treatments."

"That's when he couldn't articulate his consciousness because of the pain."

"Doctor Yan, you are too subjective."

Without saying a word, Mengzhou sighed: "The doctor is to let the patient escape the pain. The patient who came in the afternoon had cut off most of his stomach three years ago. After this relapse, even if he received treatment, he would not be able to survive for a year. .”

The atmosphere was gloomy, Mengzhou crossed his hands on his knees, "Doctor Yan, I heard that the patient surnamed Zhao was accompanied by your ex-husband, I still hope you don't bring your emotions in life Come to work."

Do you know why everyone has to tell him about this matter.

It's as if he's venting his personal emotions by doing so.

Yan Xuzhi came out of Mengzhou, the temperature around his body was colder than today's temperature, he walked faster and faster, walked into the bathroom, kicked open the partition door, put his hands on the toilet tank, and vomited the nausea in his stomach come out.

He injected too many drugs in the treatment of neuropathy, and when the disease was cured, he left a lot of sequelae.

He now feels nauseous when he is emotionally unstable.

Yan Xuzhi endured the burning feeling in his stomach and took a deep breath.

He came out of the compartment and walked to the sink, the cold water hit his face.Yan Xuzhi closed his eyes and inhaled slowly.

"Why are you still here? Are you cured?"

Yan Xuzhi looked at the person who appeared in the mirror, he looked back, the running water drenched his hands, and his stiff fingers slowly tightened.Yan Xuzhi turned off the water and pulled two pieces of paper to wipe it.

Without saying a word, he walked past Liang Liye.

Liang Liye suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed him, and asked again: "Have you cured all your illnesses?"

Yan Xuzhi tilted his head, with a cold expression, "Let me go."

Liang Liye lowered his eyes, his vision was broken, he let go of his hand, snorted, and said: "You know everything about Zhao Feng, don't torture him, sign it."

Yan Xuzhi remained motionless, silent for two seconds, and said, "I can't sign."

Liang Liye walked up to him, tilted his head to look at him, folded his arms and asked, "How do you know if you have a heart?"

Yan Xuzhi's eyelashes trembled, and he wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to have taken root here.

"You seem to have been doing some disgusting things in vain, self-righteous for the good of others."

Liang Liye left behind these words, and left in front of Yan Xuzhi without looking back.

Yan Xuzhi took a breath of cold air, took a few steps back, and leaned against the wall, like a dry well when silent.

Just like Liang Liye said, many times, Yan Xuzhi would ask himself back.

Whether the original decision was correct.

But if there is no if, life cannot be reversed and restarted.

From the hospital, he drove to the nursery.

All the children in the nursery have been picked up, and Yan Jiale is the last one.When Yan Xuzhi came, he was sitting on a small bench stacking blocks.

The nursery teacher sat on the side, talking to him from time to time.Yan Jiale didn't want to talk much, so she responded lukewarmly.

"Jia Le, your father is here."

The teacher pointed out the door, and Yan Jiale put down the building blocks in his hand and stood up.

Yan Xuzhi walked in, and when he saw Yan Xuzhi, he shouted happily, "Dad..."

He ran to Yan Xuzhi's feet and hugged Yan Xuzhi's calf.Yan Xuzhi bent down and picked him up, moved closer, and kissed Yan Jiale's face.

"Sorry, I'm late today." He and Yan Jiale apologized.

The three-year-old child opened his round eyes, gently held Yan Xuzhi's face in his small hands, and said in a generous tone, "If you eat chicken wings tonight, I will forgive you."

Yan Xuzhi couldn't help laughing, feeling the warm and soft touch on his cheeks, he said, "Why don't you eat it?"

"Don't give it to me..." Yan Jiale pouted, and said sullenly: "Then I can only forgive you, who made me like you."

Yan Xuzhi seemed to be filled with something in his heart, a little sour and a little sweet.

After greeting the teacher in the nursery school, he walked out with Yan Jiale in his arms.

Yan Jiale leaned into his arms and asked him softly, "Father, is the hospital busy today?"

"A bit busy."

"It would be great if there were fewer sick people." Yan Jiale said something that only a child could say.

Yan Xuzhi gave birth to this child by a narrow escape three years ago, and the child was fostered by Wu Zhenghe. He didn't speak the first words to his child until he came back from Colombia.

The blood relationship is really amazing, the little alpha who is less than three years old saw Yan Xuzhi for the first time, and gave birth to a close relationship.

He took the initiative to hold Yan Xuzhi's hand and asked him if he came to pick him up.

At that time, Yan Xu knew that there was nothing.

The glands belonging to Omega were removed, and he was injected with hormones for two full years, making him swell to look like a steamed suckling pig, very ugly.But Yan Jiale was not afraid, he called his father, such a small child, but like an adult, accompanied him when he was down, and comforted him when he was in pain.

Yan Jiale is not afraid of him, Yan Jiale loves him.

The car drove to a nearby fried chicken shop, and Yan Xuzhi led Yan Jiale in. The child was still being lifted by the counter, so Yan Xuzhi picked him up.Yan Jiale put one arm around Yan Xuzhi's neck, pointed to the set meal on the menu board with the other hand, and said to the salesperson, "Sister, I want this set meal. Ice the Coke, and put sweet and spicy sauce on the fried chicken."

The salesperson was stunned, looked at Yan Xuzhi, and Yan Xuzhi took out his mobile phone, "Let's do it like this, how much is it?"

"Double set meal 75."

After paying the money, Yan Xuzhi put Yan Jiale down, and the child found a place to sit down by himself. Yan Xuzhi waited for a few minutes, and walked over with the set meal.

Yan Jiale couldn't wait to reach out to grab it, but was blocked by Yan Xuzhi.

"Did you forget any steps?"

Yan Jiale blinked, and there was no need for Yan Xuzhi to remind her, she ran to the sink, and stood on tiptoe to wash her hands in front of the wash basin for children.

Yan Xuzhi wiped his hands clean with paper, and gave him a chicken leg.Yan Jiale burst into laughter, took a big bite, it was a little hot, he stuck out his little tongue and blew into the air.

They sat by the window, and the large expanse of glass reflected light and shadow.Outside the glass is the city at work, cars passing by, passers-by in a hurry, and street lights flickering and looking about to break down.

Yan Xuzhi seemed to have temporarily escaped from the city and fled to Yan Jiale.

He looked at Jiale with his chin propped up, picked up the tissue from time to time, and gently wiped off the oil stains around Jiale's mouth.

The next day, as soon as Yan Xuzhi arrived at the hospital, his hands were grabbed.

He was almost dragged away, Yan Xuzhi looked at Liang Liye with a pale face, struggling, "What are you doing?"

Liang Liye's eyes were filled with hostility, he dragged Yan Xuzhi until he got to the elevator, and threw him in.

There was no one in the elevator, he pressed the floor, and the door slowly closed.

There were only the two of them left in the cramped space.

Yan Xuzhi heard Liang Liye say: "Zhao Feng committed suicide last night."

Yan Xuzhi's breath was trapped in his throat, and his neckline was pulled up fiercely. Liang Liye looked down at him, showing such fierce eyes for the first time.

"Now that the person is in the emergency room, if he dies, you cannot escape responsibility."

The floor is up and the elevator opens.

Liang Liye let go of him and walked outside.

When walking, there is wind, and the wind is like a knife, piercing Yan Xuzhi's body.

He just saw the dissatisfaction and disgust in Liang Liye's eyes.