Sleepless Doctor

Latest website: "Dean Liu has passed away." Chu Zhixi choked and said.

"..." Wu Mian was silent.

Four days ago, Dean Liu's condition worsened and he was transferred to Sino-French New City for severe illness.

At that time, Wu Mian knew the news, and considering that Dean Liu was still relatively young, there shouldn't be a big problem with having the country's strongest intensive care force to take care of him.

Unexpectedly, he left in such a hurry.

Wu Mian picked up the phone with a dark face. There was a video in the group. Dean Liu's lover trot after the funeral car until he fell to the ground.

I have seen everyone discuss Dean Liu’s condition in the group these days. At that time, Wu Mian didn’t think Dean Liu would be dangerous or the probability was relatively low.

After all, Dean Liu is in good health and loved to play basketball when he was young.

But the accident still happened.

Dean Liu is a neurosurgery doctor. Wu Mian is not very familiar with it. Chu Zhixi cried out and watched a video repeatedly.

Wu Mian stood up and took away the mobile phone in Chu Zhixi's hand.

"Don't look." Wu Mian sighed and said, "Cry, sleep for a while when you are tired."

"elder brother……"

"Hey, don't look." Wu Mian touched Chu Zhixi's head, rustling, softly comforting.

No amount of Wu Mian knows what to say.

The dead are gone.

Wu Mian held Chu Zhixi in one hand, and turned off the video with the other.

A picture was sent out from the group, which was Dean Liu's last circle of friends.

The ICU medical team celebrated my birthday in the hospital bed; shaved a big bald head; left the ventilator for more than twelve hours, and used nasal high flow oxygenation to reach more than 90%.

Dean Liu in the photo is no longer what Wu Mian remembered.

Wu Mian's nose was sore and turned off the picture.

Only in this epidemic did he know that he was far from being as strong as he thought.

Walking through the black clouds, the surrounding lightning flashed and thunder, and the light in front could be vaguely seen, and the comrades fell one by one.

But the day of victory is far away, and anyone will feel confused and helpless.

Wu Mian's eyes narrowed, and her fingers gently stroked Chu Zhixi's cheek, her tears still carrying her warmth.

...

Matthew De, on crutches, came out of the fever clinic in the ice and snow.

"Mayuan, you can rest." Han Guangyun persuaded from behind, "I'll see the ward."

"Xiao Han, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder." Matthew Dee smiled, "I feel uncomfortable if I don't look at it, I can't rest assured."

"The underside of your arm is worn out, don't get infected if you go on like this..." Han Guangyun said helplessly.

Because he doesn't use crutches, Matthew also has no experience. Although he wears a lot in winter, he walks tens of thousands of steps a day, and the skin under his arm has been worn out in a few days.

Han Guangyun added two layers of gauze pads, which is not very useful.

"After the meeting, I really can't walk." Matthew sighed, and sat down casually on the snow-covered stone platform, "Xiao Han, is there any smoke."

"Mayuan, here." Han Guangyun took out a cigarette, shook one out, and lit it for Matthew De.

"Mayuan, you are too desperate."

"Haha." Matthew De tightly tightened his military coat, with a cigarette in his mouth, but his hands were in his sleeves.

After a few puffs of smoke, he stretched out a hand, "Desperately? Who is not desperately? Hiding at home like Dean He Xinhe, what a bastard!"

"..." Han Guangyun did not expect that Matthew De, who was slippery in his heart, would directly curse.

"Send the doctors and nurses to the most dangerous place, and then hide by yourself? I'm not the dean like this." Matthew De said.

"Ma Yuan, I didn't expect you to think so." Han Guangyun smiled. This should be the first time he showed a real smile to Matthew De.

"So are you. My impression of you is that you have good eyes and low hands. I didn't expect you to be good when you see the real chapter."

The two of them sat in the snow, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, pure and clean.

This year is not like in previous years. The hygienist is responsible for snow removal. Because of the requirements of epidemic prevention and control, they also live in the ward and will not come out easily.

"I didn't have a good impression of you at the beginning. I thought you were always cunning and would only protect the doctors and nurses overtly and secretly, pulling sideways."

"It's not easy." Matthew took a deep breath. "Now it's a market economy, but the hospitals have to talk about medical ethics. To make money, you need a face, and the doctor is also very awkward. He raised his hand almost. Do you know what I am most afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"The doctors in public hospitals are gone." Matthew De said, "If that were the case, the doctors' income would have been much higher, but the people would be miserable. So, I'm just a little papermaker. Hospital, it’s much easier at Jianxie Hospital now. I don’t know if I will go to the Fifth Hospital in the next year."

"The people will be better." Han Guangyun said firmly.

Matthew De shook his head slightly.

"Look at the United States. Now we are crossing the river by touching the United States. I think the medical treatment is very good."

"It's all piled up with money. We piled it up with doctors and nurses. Do you think 996 and 007 are miserable? When I went to work, the hospital was already 996. As for the key to the rise, many hospitals are hospitalized. total."

"I've heard of this." Han Guangyun said, he was not from a medical background, and he didn't know much about some things.

"In the past, most hospitals wanted to get a job title from the inpatient head office. It was really a sea of ​​turmoil. One day a year, one day every month, one day in a year, it was truly inhuman. I don't know who came up with this method."

"Hey." When Han Guangyun thought of the total working hours in the hospital, he sighed deeply.

"You said that the hospitalization is always over, and people are not machines, making mistakes is inevitable. You can't really do anything to people because of some non-principle mistakes."

"Will they miss you?"

"Xiao Han~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Matthew Dee looked at the clouds in the sky and shook his head slightly, "You said how many people will go to doctors after the epidemic? Whether or not the anti-epidemic subsidy can be issued depends on the dean as an improper person. "

"..." Han Guangyun was inexplicably sad.

"Dean Liu Zhiming passed away today. I watched the video. His wife ran after the funeral car and cried." Matthew said softly, "How many people can remember after this?"

"Do you know Dean Liu?"

"I added Dean Liu’s WeChat account during the meeting in October." Matthew sighed, "I won’t argue with you about public hospitals and private hospitals, nor how good our mistakes will be in the United States. Having said that, this man still has to talk about his conscience."

"What you said is."

"Sent the doctors and nurses to the most dangerous fever ward, bowed outside and walked away. I can't do such a thing. Director Zhang Hongwen of the Magic City said that party members must be on the front line. I think this is correct. . The medical industry is still too professional and too stubborn."