67. Unfilial Son/Phoenix Man (14) Second update (1/2)

67. Unfilial Son/Phoenix Man (14) Second update (1/2)

Lan Xue's first impression of the hospital was that it smelled of disinfectant. Her father took her to the hospital, and a group of uncles and uncles in white coats kindly gave her delicious food. Her father was out busy, and she sat on a high table. On the chair, I watched the doctor uncles treating various patients.

Some of the patients' faces were filled with sadness, while others were filled with hope. At that time, little Lan Xue didn't understand. All she knew was that when they left, they would all say gratefully, "Thank you, doctor."

It's great to be thanked by so many people.

Lan Xue told her father that she also wanted to be a doctor when she grew up.

Her mother told her that being a doctor was hard and tiring, and she had to work night shifts at night. If there was an emergency, even late at night, the doctor would have to get out of bed and rush over. Doctors did not have a stable holiday, even during the New Year. Staying in the hospital, just like his father, the New Year's Eve dinner should be eaten together as a family, but he still has to operate in the hospital for patients with sudden illnesses.

She asked, being a doctor is so hard, does Ashue still want to be a doctor?

Lan Xue was not afraid. She was so small at that time that even if she puffed up her chest, she could only reach her mother's waist. Her voice was young and clear, "I want to be like my father, who treats illnesses and saves people. No matter how hard or tired I am, I won't be afraid."

Her mother also has to work, and sometimes she is too busy, so Lan Xue has to stay in the hospital with her father, watching her father judge the condition, watching the patients being admitted one by one, and the patients being discharged one after another. She is full of longing in her heart.

In the future, she will also be an excellent doctor and help patients regain their health.

One day, a group of people suddenly made trouble. They threw paint at the clean door of Lan Xue's house, blocked the door and insulted her. When her father was not there, little Lan Xue was very scared. She huddled in her mother's arms and looked at the door in horror.

During the commotion, my father came back and had a dispute with people outside. My mother went out to help, was pushed, and fell down clutching her heart.

Lan Xue was so frightened that she cried. She wiped her tears and heard her father's desperate plea in her ears: "Let me take her to the hospital first. Get out of the way. Please get out of the way!!"

"You killed my son and you must pay for it. If you don't pay for it today, you won't be able to leave this building!!"

"Yes!! Compensate! Compensate!!"

The police came, and so did the ambulance, but my mother never woke up again.

Lan Xue looked at those hateful-looking people, her heart filled with fear and disgust.

She didn't want to be a doctor anymore, not ever again!

After sending mom away, dad had to put on that white coat again.

The little child was crying and making trouble and refused to let him go to the hospital. "Why should dad save those bad people? They are bad people!!"

"They killed mom, why would dad go..."

The man who always smiled cheerfully had bloodshot eyes. He looked at his daughter in silence for a while, then slowly squatted down and looked at Xiao Lanxue at eye level.

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but it was forever engraved in the depths of Lan Xue's memory, "Axue, dad is a doctor, and a doctor's duty is to save people's lives."

The little child sobbed, "But, but they will beat daddy..."

As a doctor, no one will measure how many lives they have saved. They will only attack crazily after leaving a patient under his command.

The world is so ironic and ridiculous. No one can remember how many people he saved.

But the person who died, even if it was not the doctor's fault, would be clearly blamed on him.

"Dad, please don't be a doctor anymore..."

"But if everyone doesn't become a doctor, then who will they come to see when they get sick?"

The man who seemed to have aged a lot in a short period of time smiled bitterly, touched his daughter's head, and said warmly, "Don't be afraid, dad will work hard, do better, be better, so they won't hit dad."

Slowly, Lan Xue grew up, and even though she rejected this environment, she still applied for medical school.

She still remembered the crazy and abusive woman in front of her. After the operation, the patient's physical condition was not very good. She followed the instructor to observe, and she carefully wrote down everything the instructor asked.

Lan Xue even remembered the kind and grateful smile on this man's face, "Thank you, doctor, I'm really sorry to trouble you."

The gentle smile turned into a ferocious face.

"It was you who killed my son! It was you!"

"My son was talking to me well before the operation. After the operation, the person was gone. Have you neglected your duty? You didn't treat my son well and give him the right medicine. You know you need expensive medicine. I spent so much money in your hospital and you treated my son to death, bah!”

Lan Xue avoided her waving hand, and the woman's sharp voice in his ears seemed to be cut off, and he returned to that summer again.

My mother was lying in the ambulance being rescued, my father was crying heart-wrenchingly, and there were the harsh sounds of the noisy family members who were making trouble.

At this time, the commotion here had attracted people around, and the doctor doing rounds nearby rushed over, "Madam, please calm down first..."

"Get away!!"

Obviously, a strong male doctor was not her target. Facing Lan Xue, who was pale and obviously at a disadvantage, the middle-aged woman burst out with powerful hatred.

She also knew that she was no match for the male doctor and that Lan Xue in front of her was innocent, but she just wanted to vent her anger.

In order to treat their son's disease, they spent almost all their savings. Although the doctor said that they were not optimistic, they still had hope. After watching her child die with her own eyes, she could not accept it.

That was her child, the child she had raised for more than ten years. He had just started high school, and his future should be long.

College, work, marrying, having children.

These should all belong to her child...

Such a sensible child, knowing that he had that disease, refused to get treatment, saying that it couldn't be cured anyway, but she was unwilling to give up, such a well-behaved son, excellent grades, filial to his parents, and a few days ago, he even got a scholarship back.

The family sat at the dinner table, happily imagining the future, but why, it was her child who had that disease, why not her!

They went bankrupt and came to the best hospital, placing all their hopes on the doctor, hoping that the child could recover.

Even if, even if they spent all their money.

It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!

She watched the child in the bed, he was in pain, but he still tried to smile and comfort his mother. She wiped her tears and collected some money to give to the doctor, hoping that they could be more dedicated to the child.

"The hospital has regulations that we cannot collect it. You can take it back. Don't worry, we will try our best." She returned to the ward anxiously, and she also praised her son on the bed. "Mom gave them red envelopes, but they didn't want them. They must be good doctors and can definitely cure you." She waited with hope, but what did she wait for later? "It's all you, it's all your fault!" The doctor she once admired and appreciated became a sinner in her eyes. Facing the weak and powerless young doctor in front of her, she glanced at the portrait hanging in the corridor, gritted her teeth and took it down, raised the portrait with both hands and rushed up. "I tell you! It was you who cured my son to death! You murderer! I will make you all go to jail! Bury my child with me!" "Ah--" Seeing that the big portrait was about to fall on the girl, screams rang out, and the nurse turned her face away, not daring to look down. Lan Xue subconsciously stretched out her arms to block it and closed her eyes tightly. The sound of broken glass rang out, but she did not feel any pain. A warm hand embraced her shoulder. She opened her eyes in a daze, wanting to see what was going on, but the hand gently covered her eyes. Her lover's low voice was in her ears, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

The portrait without the glass layer fell heavily to the ground. Wei Mingyan slowly retracted his arm that was blocking the portrait. The sleeves of his white coat were already stained red with blood. He protected Lan Xue, who was trembling all over, and his left hand was always covering her eyes.

Drops of blood dripped onto the ground. The mother who lost her son had glaring red in her eyes. She took a step back in a daze, and her expression was no longer ferocious.

Wei Mingyan's expression was calm, as if he could not feel the pain in his right arm. He looked into her eyes, "Before the operation, Zhao Yan once told me that he hoped not to have this operation."

Zhao Yan was the young man who died.

"His disease is impossible to be cured with the current medical level. We have already told you clearly when he was admitted to the hospital. The initial treatment itself is very painful. He is only sixteen years old. It is already very uncomfortable for him to bear these. What he can't accept is the pain that will accompany him for the rest of his life."

"Assuming the operation is successful, in order to prolong his life, he must use expensive drugs every day to maintain it. There is a 50% chance that the operation may cause hemiplegia. You told him that you will take care of him for a lifetime, but you never thought about whether he is willing to do so."

"Doctors are not gods. We also have people we can't save and diseases we can't cure."

"If I remember correctly, he said something to you before the operation."

The woman stared at the young doctor in front of her with a calm expression, as if he saw through him. In her ears, she seemed to hear her son's weak voice.

"Mom, if I can't wake up, don't be too sad. At least I don't have to feel pain anymore."

"Take good care of yourself and thank the doctor for me."

She couldn't accept that her child was gone. Yanyan, who was so well-behaved and sensible, closed his eyes and never opened them again.

Since the disease was discovered, the whole family has tried their best to treat it, and spent all their money, but got such a result.

She couldn't accept it.

All her anger was vented on the doctor who was once extremely grateful.

But, what did the doctor do wrong...

Lan Xue was covered by Wei Mingyan's eyes. She wanted to break free, but her lover who always obeyed her firmly did not move his hand.

Almost leaning on the man's arms, she heard a sudden sad cry from the front.

"Yan Yan! Damn Yan Yan!!!"

"Why did you just!! Just leave like this!!!"

The woman knelt on the ground and cried.

Wei Mingyan said nothing and took Lan Xue directly to the nurse station next to her.

"Doctor Wei!"

Seeing the man with a red right arm sitting down, several nurses were shocked.

Lan Xue's covered eyes were released, and she also saw the glaring red.

Seeing the wound that was obviously inflicted to protect her, her eyes were reddened, "Ming Yan..."

"Please help me with a tetanus skin test, hiss..."

The handsome doctor said to the nurse beside him, grinning and cutting his sleeves with scissors, "Axue, help me pick up the glass."

He turned his head aside a little aggrievedly, not looking at his wound, and whispered, "Please help me with the skin test later."

Lan Xue's eyes were red, and she carefully picked up the glass with tweezers. Her eyes were blurred by tears, and her voice was choked, "It's all my fault..."

If it hadn't been for Wei Mingyan just now, these wounds would have appeared on her body.

Wei Mingyan turned his head back and looked seriously into his lover's eyes, "It's not your fault. Protecting your girlfriend is what a boyfriend should do. This is his responsibility."

Lan Xue stared blankly at the serious lover in front of her, feeling warm and sweet in her heart, and even more distressed.

Before the lover could say anything else, the young doctor's handsome face wrinkled up in pain again, "Hiss...it really hurts, Axue. I feel that although this is a responsibility, I need a reward to comfort me."

Looking at the man whose face was wrinkled and still asking for rewards intermittently, Lan Xue cried and laughed at the same time. She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and asked in a choked voice, "Want to read a book together?"

"No." Wei Mingyan shook his head and passed his left cheek to the girl, "If it hurts, you need a kiss to heal it."

"Of course it would be better if you kissed me and could read a book together."

Lan Xue was amused by Wei Mingyan's serious way of asking for a kiss. With tears still in her eyes, she leaned forward slightly and pressed a kiss on the doctor's fair cheek.

"Thank you, Mingyan."

She thought that she really didn't have to be afraid in the future.

The author has something to say: Second update completed! Keep writing!

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This chapter is really stuck. I wrote it all night long. I drank coffee to wake up. Before dawn, I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes. When dawn came, I felt as energetic as if I could kill a cow. The effect of this coffee depends on the weather. …

I originally wanted to write about the medical turmoil in detail, but after checking the news, I was too disappointed, so I decided not to...