117. Magic Stick (8) (1/2)
When the fire was rescued, it was already very late at night, and most of the citizens had fallen asleep, completely unaware of how many people had left tonight.
But there are also people who were sleeping and were woken up by a phone call to go to work.
There were too many casualties in the building, and major hospitals were busy. Doctors and nurses who were not on duty received calls and were asked to return to work quickly.
Injo had just laid down less than an hour before he received the call.
The operation he performed today seemed to be endless. He was busy working until midnight before he got off work. There was still a major operation early tomorrow morning. Yin Zhuo had a casual meal, went home, fell asleep, and even took a shower. I didn't even wash it, and just when I was dreaming that I was resting for ten days and looking incredibly beautiful, I received a call from the hospital.
The middle-aged man got up from the bed feebly, wiped his face, put on his shoes hastily and walked to the hospital.
His wife is also a doctor, but she works in obstetrics and gynecology. She works the night shift tonight. When they bought a house, they bought it specifically close to the hospital so that they could rush there as quickly as possible in case of emergency.
As soon as he went downstairs, Yin Zhuo saw an ambulance roaring past.
Although it was late at night, there were definitely a lot of people on the road. Those who were slightly injured did not take the ambulance, but drove themselves or were taken to the hospital by their relatives. There were also some residents who were not asleep nearby and came downstairs to find out what happened.
Yin Zhuo only slept for an hour in total. At this moment, he felt weak due to the cool night breeze. He pressed his temples, thinking that with this mental state, he might not be able to perform the surgery tomorrow.
The middle-aged man walked towards the hospital with weak steps. When he reached the stop sign, he suddenly fell into a trance. There was a scream in his ears. He looked back in confusion and saw a group of people surrounding the stop sign. He didn't know how to read it. something.
Sure enough, whenever there is any excitement in China, there will be more people.
Yin Zhuo didn't like to join in the fun, and since the hospital was in urgent need of manpower, he quickened his steps and ignored the commotion behind him.
I don't know if it was because of the cold wind in the night. The middle-aged man who originally felt weak and as if his whole body was about to lose his breath felt that the discomfort disappeared a little bit as he walked, and he became more energetic.
He entered the crowded hospital and squeezed through the crowd toward his department.
Their surgery department was now very busy. The doctors and nurses who came and went were all in a hurry. They didn't say hello when they saw Yin Zhuo. He couldn't find the director, so he had to go to the office to put on a white coat and start to treat the patient's wounds briefly.
"It hurts...it hurts so much..."
One patient's arm was cut off by something unknown, and he was bleeding profusely. There were scattered wounds all over his body. He wrinkled his face, cried out in pain, and stretched out his hand to stop the bleeding.
But no matter how hard he pressed it, blood still flowed out.
Doctors and nurses were busy coming and going, but no one noticed this patient who was almost a bloody man.
Yin Zhuo was startled, and quickly ran over to stop the bleeding, squatted down, and briefly disinfected and bandaged him.
"Hurry up and get some stitches. His blood can't stop flowing."
After barely stopping the bleeding, Yin Zhuo stood up and pulled out instructions from a familiar nurse, but the nurse seemed to feel nothing and hurriedly left here with the tray.
"Mianmian, Mianmian??"
He shouted several times, but the nurse turned a deaf ear. Yin Zhuo had no choice but to squat down and slowly help the wounded man up, "I'll take you to the treatment room first..."
"No, it doesn't hurt now."
The wounded man's blood-covered hand pressed on Yin Zhuo's hand. A grateful smile appeared on his face that had been wrinkled by pain. He said:
"I've been in pain for ten years, and finally someone stopped my bleeding."
Yin Zhuo was stunned.
"Thank you, go back quickly, your family is waiting for you."
"Be sure to remember to turn left when you exit the door and leave from the direction you came in."
As soon as the wounded man finished speaking, he raised his head and looked cautiously at the door, changing his attention.
"Forget it, let me see you off. The road is a bit difficult."
leave?
Doesn't he still have to participate in the rescue?
Why leave?
What does it mean that the road is difficult to walk?
Yin Zhuo's face was filled with questions, but before he could ask, the wounded man with his head covered in blood suddenly looked behind Yin Zhuo, with a bit of fear in his eyes.
He subconsciously turned around and saw a Taoist priest.
The Taoist Priest was wearing a black Taoist robe, and his facial features were handsome, like white jade under the bright light. Yin Zhuo had seen many people, but there were really not many who were so good-looking.
A nurse hurried over, and he watched as the Taoist priest, who was out of tune with the others, pulled out a mask from her pocket.
Blue and white, disposable masks distributed by their hospital.
"Why are you still here?"
Yin Zhuo watched the man in front of him holding the mask strap with two fingers, and his eyes fell lightly on the wounded behind him.
His eyes were strange, indifferent, as if he didn't see anything, but everything seemed to be in his eyes.
Working in a hospital, I saw a lot of strange people, but Yin Zhuo had never seen such a strange and harmonious person. He always felt that he was a little afraid of the person in front of him, but it was obvious that he had never seen him before.
"Dr. Yin is a good man. I want to send him back."
The wounded man covered his hands and boldly said to Wei Ming, "I'll leave after sending him off."
Wei Mingyan held up his mask and dropped his shoes without making a sound. He slowly arrived in front of Yin Zhuo.
Only then did Yin Zhuo realize that something was wrong. They were standing on the left side of the corridor. Patients, wounded, nurses and doctors were coming and going, but no one looked towards them.
Not even the corner of his eye.
It's like, you can't see them.
The next moment he realized this, the handsome Taoist priest said, "Let's go."
Wei Mingyan turned away and looked at the wounded man, "Now that I'm obsessed with it, it's better to leave as soon as possible."
"But he..."
"I'll send him back." Wei Mingyan glanced at Yin Zhuo up and down, and said in a clear and calm voice, "He is indeed a good man."
Before Yin Zhuo understood what they were talking about, he saw the wounded man smiling relaxedly. He patted Yin Zhuo on the shoulder and said, "Doctor Yin, go back quickly. Your wife and children are waiting."
"Do you know me? My child...where did my child come from..."
He and his wife have been married for a long time, but they have never had children due to his wife's health. The doctor said that the hope is very slim. Although Yin Zhuo is a little regretful, he also accepts this fact. After all, his wife has made it clear to him before getting married. It is very likely that I will not have children.
But when I usually visit relatives, I still feel a little envious when I see their children, who may be well-behaved or naughty.
"By the way, you can't see it."
The wounded man said, "He is a very well-behaved little guy. He has always wanted to be your child. He hesitated for a long time before he got his wish."
"You may have forgotten that ten years ago, you were the one who treated me. I didn't have a penny, and it was you who gave me the money in advance. That night I came over just to find you, thinking I could just pay the money back. , it’s a pity that he died before reaching the door..."
As the wounded man spoke, he took out his pocket with a smile, took out two hundred yuan, and handed it to Yin Zhuo, "Although it's a little late, don't be surprised."
Seeing Yin Zhuo take the money, he had a simple smile on his face: "I finally paid back the money. I'll leave first. You can follow Mr. Wei."
"Eh? That..."
Yin Zhuo took the two hundred yuan with blood in confusion. He had rescued many people and helped to advance the money. He really couldn't remember who it was.
And, ten years ago…
The middle-aged doctor looked up and wanted to ask again, but the man was no longer in front of him.
"Don't look at it, he has gone to reincarnation."
Wei Mingyan handed over the mask in his hand, "Put it on. There are too many people outside. You just left the body and it's easy to be washed away."
Yin Zhuo put on the mask blankly, "That person, he..."
"With obsession, it hurts too much when I die. I can't enter reincarnation, so I can only continue to hurt like this."
Wei Mingyan walked forward slowly and said this, then looked back at Yin Zhuo and said, "He has been in pain for ten years, so you can be considered as helping him."
"I help……"
Yin Zhuo's whole brain was in chaos, and he heard the man in monk's robes in front of him continue to say in a nice and deep voice, "Have you rescued him before?"
"I do not remember……"
Yin Zhuo really had no memory at all. He had been a doctor for so many years and had saved countless people. How could he remember it so clearly?
"And my wife is pregnant..."
"Oh, I'm pregnant."
Wei Mingyan's tone seemed to be like "I bought a big cabbage for you", and he wrote lightly:
"You were originally destined to be childless, but there was a child who was aborted and abandoned by his mother. No one remembered him. Only your wife put incense sticks to prevent him from being swept away by his popularity and dying before he was born. He should be reincarnated. It’s just that this child has waited until now because he wants to be your child.”
"Last week he came to beg me, and I put him in your wife's belly."
Yin Zhuo was even more confused. He could understand these words individually, but he couldn't understand how they were put together.
"Well, I..."
"You're dead." Wei Mingyan said. Seeing the people around him widen their eyes in shock, he gasped, "But you're not dead at all."
"Those of you whose bodies are still alive but whose souls are separated from the body usually can't last long and will soon be crowded out by people. But you are lucky and you met the soul body after not being outside for a while."
"It's such a coincidence." The handsome Taoist priest glanced at the shoulder area where Yin Zhuo had been patted by the wounded man just now, "He gave some of his soul to you. Although the injury is serious, you should recover quickly. "
"I'm seriously injured..."
Yin Zhuo was completely overwhelmed by the huge amount of information. His mind went blank and he followed Wei Mingyan through the last corridor in a daze.
"Hello, Doctor Yin, let's go and repay Yang..."
An old woman passed by and saw them. Her wrinkled face immediately showed a smile, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."
Wei Mingyan stopped and said, "Mother-in-law, we are not returning the Yang, we are sending the baby away."
"I know, isn't this just a way of speaking..."
The old woman replied with a smile and looked at Yin Zhuo with a kind face.
"Doctor Yin, you have to treat that child well. He has been calling you daddy after he can speak. After so many years, he finally got his wish..."
Yin Zhuo looked at the old woman in front of him in confusion. He had seen her before. She died in a car accident last year and failed to save her.
The dead people he had seen before now appeared in front of him with a smile.
The middle-aged doctor's whole outlook on life is about to collapse.
What made his outlook even more shattered was what came next.
***
Yin Zhuo followed Wei Mingyan and came to his body.
His head was covered with blood and his eyes were tightly closed. In front of the hospital bed, his wife was holding his hand and crying.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, we will arrange surgery for Dr. Yin right away..."
His colleagues were comforting him, but his wife cried harder. Holding her husband's hand, she felt as if the sky had fallen.
Wei Mingyan did not look at the stunned Yin Zhuo. He waved and a child came over timidly.
He looked to be only a few years old, and his walking was still unsteady. There was a long blood stain on his arm, which was the trace left by an artificial abortion when he was not yet born.
Wei Mingyan took the little boy's hand, picked him up, and handed him to Yin Zhuo, who was in a daze, "Here, your son."
Yin Zhuo took it subconsciously.
The boy he was holding showed a soft smile, but his eyes were timid and a little hopeful, and he called softly, "Dad."
Yin Zhuo never thought that he would have a child and call him daddy.
He thought that he would never have children in this life.
Obviously this child appeared suddenly, but everything he had just experienced made him have no choice but to believe it.
The middle-aged doctor touched the child's little hand with trembling hands, gently and cautiously, as if he were handling a treasure that would break at the touch of a touch.
The child smiled in surprise. He still couldn't learn the roundabout ways of adults, so he asked expectantly and directly, "Dad, do you like me to be your child?"
Yin Zhuo nodded. He didn't know why his eyes were a little hot. He showed a careful smile and said, "Dad likes it."
The little boy's eyes showed joy, and he said, "Dad, I like you too."
"Go back quickly, you can't stay outside for long."
Wei Mingyan's attitude towards this soul that was already conscious when it was shattered was much gentler than that towards Yin Zhuo. He touched the child's head again and watched him reluctantly leave, turning back three times to leave.
Yin Zhuo subconsciously stretched out his hand to bring the child back to him. In his hand, he seemed to still feel the touch that fell on the child.
Soft, soft, the feeling of being a father turns out to be so good.
"He is special." Wei Mingyan said quietly as he watched the child disappear, "Other children only become conscious after they are born. He woke up while he was still in the belly."
"Generally, after being born, the memory is forgotten in the mother's body, but he was already dead before he was born."
"When the forceps came in, he wanted to hide away, but the uterus was so big, there was no place for him to hide. He was too young, didn't understand anything, and his soul was weak. He would only follow his own body. Your wife went to bed with incense sticks. , he stayed in the hospital, following your wife and calling her mom every day.”
"You weren't supposed to have a child in the first place, but because of the kindness of both you and your husband, the child's life went smoothly. Although your wife is older, he will be very well-behaved and won't make trouble for her. The child will live smoothly. Li was born, he is shy, filial, and loves his parents deeply, and he will be the reward for your kindness. "
After Wei Mingyan finished speaking, he pushed Yin Zhuo forward, "Go back, they are all waiting for you."
Yin Zhuo felt light all over, and when he opened his eyes again, his whole body hurt, especially his head, which hurt as if it was going to explode.
He coughed, struggled to open his eyes, and faced his wife's tear-filled face.
"Lao Yin, Lao Yin, wake up, you scared me to death..."
The wife was crying so hard that she was out of breath. It was obvious that she was very frightened. Yin Zhuo stretched out his hand with difficulty and held her cold hand, "I'm fine..."
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay..."
"Where's Mr. Wei..."
"What Mr. Wei?"
"It's just..." Yin Zhuo's mind was full of things, and it was very difficult to sort out the mess. Those very surreal words seemed to be his dream.
Maybe, it's really a dream...
His throat itched, he coughed, and suddenly felt something in his hand.
"In my hand, I'm holding...what?"
With red eyes, his wife pulled away his hand, took it out and looked at it, "It's two hundred yuan. Don't you like to take money with you when you go out?"
Two hundred dollars...
Yin Zhuo lay down relaxedly, with blood stains on his face and a severe headache, but he smiled.
"Lao Yin, are you stupid? Why are you laughing? Doesn't your head hurt?"
"No, I just want to recover as soon as possible."
Early, to greet their children.
***
"The husband of Dr. Ge who helped you give birth was hit by a stop sign. At that time, she couldn't stand firmly and went to the front in a panic. However, I heard that her husband woke up again and the director of surgery said that the problem was not serious."
"It's okay. Dr. Ge is such a good person. I heard that his husband is also very good. He has been working in our hospital for such a long time and has a very positive reputation." Fu Yunyun's leg injury was not healed yet, so she ran on crutches. Came to see the kids.
"Are you busy outside?" Qian Miao asked.
"It's okay. There is a rescue worker who is injured and is in our hospital. I heard him say that the fire seemed to be inextinguishable, but later it was extinguished somehow. Many people were rescued. It was better than expected. Too much."
"Now the three hospitals have divided the patients. It was a bit chaotic at first, but now things have calmed down."
Just as she was talking, Fu Yunyun's phone rang suddenly. She answered several times, stood up quickly with a worried look on her face, and walked out on crutches, "I'm going now."
"Ah? Are you okay?"
She breathed a sigh of relief, her expression relaxed again, and she hung up the phone and said to her friend, "My second aunt's cousin's child hit his head. My cousin went on a business trip, and my sister-in-law was the only one here. She couldn't handle it alone. I'll go to the pediatrician to take care of you."
Qian Miaogang nodded, and Wei Jin came in from outside with water, "Yunyun, are you leaving?"
"Yes, my relative's child is in the hospital. I'll go take a look."
Fu Yunyun responded with a smile and passed Wei Jin. Because the door was too narrow, the two inevitably bumped into each other.
She didn't take it seriously and quickly got off the elevator and went to the pediatric department to find her cousin-in-law.
As we were about to arrive, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of us.
Bai Yumu's expression was full of worry, his eyebrows furrowed on his handsome face, and he followed a girl holding a child to persuade her, "Xiaoxi, let me hold her. Your hands will be sore after holding her for so long."
The girl's face was sullen, and her hands were trembling slightly, whether from fatigue or fear, but even so, she still insisted on holding the child and moving forward.
Fu Yunyun happened to come over and was stunned when she saw Bai Yumu, "Huh? What a coincidence?"
Bai Yumu's face changed slightly, and he forced a smile, "Yes."
"Well, Yunyun, I have something to do, so I'll leave first." He subconsciously glanced at the girl next to him, and was about to say goodbye to Fu Yunyun.
"Okay, go ahead. By the way, pets are not allowed in our hospital. Let's take this dog outside to the lobby first."
The silent girl paused in her steps, her eyes were bloodshot, and she turned her head in a daze to look at Fu Yunyun who was holding a cane.
"What did you say? What kind of dog?"
"Isn't this dog yours?" Fu Yunyun looked at the yellow dog that had been following the girl in confusion, "I'm sorry, I saw it was following you, so I thought it was your dog."
The girl followed Fu Yunyun's gaze and looked over.
There was nothing there except the floor.
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