Mindful

Qiao Yuanlin explained: "We are college classmates, I am a junior."

Lei Junming was only one year older, but with a calm demeanor, coupled with his gentle appearance, he looked like an experienced senior in the workplace, and said: "Yuan Lin joined the school's news agency, and I am the vice president. It's ready."

After he finished speaking, he handed over the breakfast, Qiao Yuanlin took it and said, "Thank you, brother."

Liang Cheng crossed his arms around his chest, stretched his smooth muscles, and reminded: "It's best not to eat in the outpatient building, it's unhygienic. I'll take you to the staff restaurant tomorrow to eat."

"It's because I didn't think about it." Lei Junming said embarrassedly, "It's too much trouble for Dr. Liang."

The number of elevators jumped up, and they arrived at the Department of Cardiac Surgery. After the door opened, Liang Cheng took the first step, looked at Qiao Yuanlin at the same time, and answered with a question: "Did you tell your colleagues that I am your brother?"

Qiao Yuanlin's head is full of black bars, remarried family, stepbrothers, it doesn't count in the law, how could he tell others?

The explanation was rather strange at this moment, and he nodded vaguely.

"So you don't have to be polite." Liang Cheng had the strength that no one could control his own territory, and he said, "Let's go, let's go around."

There was a general index on the wall, Qiao Yuanlin took a picture, and suddenly remembered Dexin's hand-drawn map.He took Assistant Professor Liang to visit the laboratory building, teaching building and library, and now Dr. Liang urged him to hurry up.

"Each floor is relatively large, divided into four areas, ABCD." Liang Cheng said as he walked, slowing down in three or five steps until Qiao Yuanlin caught up. "The location of the Cardiac Surgery Department is good. The ultrasound function is downstairs for blood collection, and the CTMR diagnosis is upstairs. The clinical pharmacy room is easy to find.”

Liang Cheng brought each consultation room, and greeted all the doctors on duty, seniors, young ones, interns, cleaning ladies who had been disinfected, and anyone who was out of breath was spared.

When we arrived at the office, there were four people in one room. Liang Cheng's desk was very recognizable. It was spotless and uncluttered. There was a pot of prickly pears blooming on the top of the desk.

The doctor at the opposite table was surnamed Hu, who had just woken up and said, "Oh, my brother Liang, why don't you have a family?"

Liang Cheng joked: "Busy on TV."

"It's awesome. Sure enough, successful people don't need to sleep. I want to die after working the night shift." Dr. Hu picked up his phone, "The express train is here, I'm leaving."

Liang Cheng put on his white coat and watch, and after running around day and night, he actually had a rest today, and he was supposed to be at home at seven o'clock.

Lei Junming took the initiative: "It's just for data collection, Dr. Liang, you don't have to accompany us all the way."

Liang Cheng took out the notebook for meetings from the drawer. He really wanted to say goodbye for a while. There was a seminar on neoadjuvant radiotherapy and chemotherapy for esophageal squamous cell carcinoma in the morning, and he was going to listen to it.

"About two hours." Liang Cheng said, "We'll come together when it's over."

Qiao Yuanlin asked, "Can we go to the ward?"

Liang Cheng said: "I found someone for you, just ask him, he knows everything well."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, group leader Wan knocked on the door and came in, and deliberately permed his head for the camera, but he didn't see the camera, so disappointed.

Some photos were taken in the outpatient department, and team leader Wan took them to the inpatient ward.Passing by the nurse's station, there were two residents there, Qiao Yuanlin wanted to know everyone's opinion on Liang Cheng.

I don't know if it's because my colleagues are deeply involved, but because of the image of the hospital, everyone praised Liang Cheng fiercely.Group leader Wan was the least shy, and said: "Dr. Liang is a surviving elder brother, Ruotan courtyard grass, I say it in good conscience, not nonsense."

Qiao Yuanlin said speechlessly, "We are an interview program, not an idol drama."

Nurse Liu said: "The intention of the program requires positive energy, we understand."

Lei Junming has been taking pictures, and when he heard the words, he stopped the conversation and asked, "Does Dr. Liang have a less 'positive energy' side?"

Everyone laughed, and Lei Junming further used his words to break the defense: "Don't worry, today is just chatting. The formal interview content needs to be designed and communicated. Don't worry."

Another nurse Chen revealed: "In fact, Dr. Liang is really good at everything, but he used to..."

"Ahem." Dr. Zhao asked cautiously, "Group Leader Wan, can you tell me this?"

Qiao Yuanlin's heart tightened, fearing that Liang Cheng's past would be involved, he grabbed the recording pen and pressed pause.

However, Team Leader Wan has already announced it: "Let's put it this way, Dr. Liang is a first-class elder brother and a court grassroots, but his real nickname is--Complaining to the Emperor."

The nurse station burst into laughter, and Lei Junming laughed after being stunned for a moment.Only Qiao Yuanlin's nerves suddenly relaxed, and he raised his hand to wipe off his sweat, feeling that he was about to go back to the outpatient department for registration.

Group leader Wan smiled wryly. Since Liang Cheng joined the hospital, his career has encountered Waterloo.Liang Cheng's complaint alone topped the entire department, and the focus was on refusing to change after repeated admonitions.

Lei Jun Mingxi did not give up, and asked: "What are the reasons for most of the complaints? Has there been any serious accident?"

Group leader Wan shook his head: "There is no problem with treatment, it's all about attitude. You have seen Dr. Liang before. He is cold-tempered. Even your leader, Mr. Sun, looks for him, and he is impatient."

Lei Junming said: "Tell me a typical example, we will record it for reference."

Group Leader Wan: "Just one thing, I have to pick and choose."

"That happened half a year ago!" Nurse Liu said, "I was on duty that day, and it scared me to death."

Half a year ago, a child suffered from low cardiac output syndrome after surgery. The condition was so serious that he could not be rescued.Liang Cheng was in charge of another operation at the time, and was stopped by the patient's family members after the operation, demanding an outcome.

Liang Cheng told him that the same day was exhausted, and the mourning was changing.

Dr. Zhao said: "It's generally said that way, and Dr. Liang is not in charge of the baby's weight at all."

But Liang Cheng was too calm and bland, and the family couldn't accept it emotionally, thinking that the doctor didn't try his best.A total of more than a dozen relatives came to the hospital that night, blocked the ward, and smashed the nurse's station.

The scene got out of control for a while, and the family members asked Liang Cheng to apologize publicly, but Liang Cheng refused.

"That's where we stand." Team leader Wan said, "The patient's father knocked him down with a stick, trying to scare people. Unexpectedly, Dr. Liang didn't hide. .”

Nurse Liu whispered, "How can you be so pain-tolerant?"

Because of having endured more painful violence, Qiao Yuanlin asked nervously, "And then?"

Group leader Wan felt sorry for him: "Then the family members vented their anger and became sober. I will mediate until dawn, and wait for us to send the family members out of the hospital..."

In the morning mist, on the opposite side of the street, there were horse boys in black clothes and black trousers in their size 30s, and the boss at the head was wearing a colorful floral shirt.

A boy as dark as soybean paste came over and claimed that they were Liang Cheng's brothers.Everyone was horrified, and no one ever came to Ruotan Hospital to make trouble again.

After speaking, Lei Junming said: "I understand why Director Sun asked Dr. Liang to do the show, it must be very interesting."

Qiao Yuanlin wanted to say something, coughed lightly behind him, Liang Cheng came over after the meeting, and happened to hear a group of people chewing his anecdotes.

Group leader Wan still had more ideas, and asked, "Does Xi need me?"

Liang Cheng thought for a moment, and said, "Take Xiaolei to get acquainted with him, and take more photos."

The crowd scattered, Liang Cheng took Qiao Yuanlin to the ward, and casually introduced that the third bed had undergone mitral valve surgery plus atrial fibrillation ablation; the eighth bed had poor perfusion, and the surgery was very risky; the eleventh bed was selling medical equipment, running the train with his mouth full When he woke up after the chest operation, he said that the retractor during the operation caused him great pain, and the anesthetist came over and rolled his eyes.

Qiao Yuanlin was amused: "Are you kidding me by making up nonsense?"

It was indeed exaggerated, Liang Cheng said: "Then are you in a good mood?"

In the heart surgery department, facing a group of heart patients, Liang Cheng could only cover up the pain and sorrow that filled the hospital, and he didn't even dare to mention who was running out of time and who was suffering.

"Thank you." Qiao Yuanlin felt at ease for the first time in the hospital.

Liang Chengdao: "Is there anything you want to know?"

Qiao Yuanlin thought about the child who was not rescued, and asked: "Every time a patient dies, will the doctor be frustrated or even want to give up?"

It is grief for relatives and friends, but in the hospital where life and death are staged every day, the doctor will be touched again and again, and it will become numb for a long time.How would Dr. Liang feel when he was so calm that his family misunderstood him?

Qiao Yuanlin was held by Liang Cheng's wrist and brought to an intensive care unit. Through the window, a thin little girl was lying on the hospital bed with a tube in her body.

"The patient half a year ago was also a little girl." Liang Cheng said, "Doctors are not gods. While trying their best, they may be powerless at the same time. So doctors have to fight against fate and reconcile with fate at the same time."

Qiao Yuanlin said, "Is the relationship between the two a game?"

"It complements each other." Liang Chengtong replied, "I once lost all confidence, thinking that fate deprived me of the opportunity to be a doctor, and I was no longer qualified to hold a scalpel. Later I reconciled with it, and now I fight against it every day .”

Qiao Yuanlin asked: "What is the opportunity for reconciliation?"

Liang Cheng let go of his hand, palm facing up: "It's because a person told me that I'm not a bad person."

Click, Qiao Yuanlin pressed the "Stop" button, and looked down on the recording pen.It is enough to record here, he has already thought about the core of the interview content.

Liang Cheng yawned, and Qiao Yuanlin put a peppermint candy on his open palm, pressing on the small fork of the emotional line.

After staying in the hospital for two days, Qiao Yuanlin and Lei Junming collected and screened the data, and the photography team came to inspect the scene, and all the work of the program was in progress.

Some old people died in bed in the ward, the family members cried together, and the nurses comforted them repeatedly.At the same time, some young and frivolous teenagers acted wildly in the outpatient clinic, and were ridiculed by Dr. Liang.

Gratitude and complaints, recovery and death, are happening all the time.Just 5 minutes before the end of the collection work, Qiao Yuanlinxi got a regrettable gossip.

The shops opposite the hospital are very popular. Dr. Liang and a forensic doctor surnamed Zheng once took over one, selling flowers. Because of the aesthetics, they couldn't keep the hospital going.After changing hands, it was changed into a shroud wreath, and the business was very good. The boss successfully bought a flat in Pinghai.

Qiao Yuanlin didn't die laughing, how can flowers be ugly?

People say that it's mainly ugly, whoever visits the patient and gives white dog flowers will make people burp!

Qiao Yuanlin's smile froze, and he didn't say goodbye to Liang Cheng when he left the hospital. When he went out and got in the car, Liang Cheng chased him out, and he cursed through the window: "Why didn't you pay me to death!"

During rush hours, taxis were stuck on the bridge, Qiao Yuanlin checked the integrated information and asked Lei Junming if there was anything to add.

Lei Junming said: "I think the conflict between Dr. Liang and his family can be added."

The relationship between doctors and patients is extremely sensitive. The incident has been over for more than half a year, so it is difficult to reproduce the original appearance, and bias is not a taboo in the news. Qiao Yuanlin disagrees.

Lei Junming gave up and lowered his head to play with his phone.

Arriving at the TV station at the same time, Qiao Yuanlin went straight to the director's office and handed in the work results of the past two days. If there is no problem, he can start to conceive the content of the interview.

"Thank you." Sun Zhuo surrounded a neck pillow, held up the document and looked at him, "Tell me."

Qiao Yuanlin stood in front of the table, carrying a bag and a camera, and stated: "I want to focus on the connection between doctors, patients and diseases, with Dr. Liang as the core, to show some of his thoughts on treatment, psychology and medical practice."

Sun Zhuo put down the file: "The starting point is right, it would be better to add a little new idea."

News is not a variety show, but the truth. Qiao Yuanlin asked, "What do you think?"

"I heard that Dr. Liang is often complained about." Sun Zhuo turned on the phone, "Xiao Lei sent me some information, if it is included in the program, it will be very interesting."

Qiao Yuanlin immediately said, "Boss, I don't think it's appropriate."

Sun Zhuo smiled and said, "Why?"

Qiao Yuanlin held down the edge of the table and replied together: "Liang Cheng is calm, not indifferent. He will not be mean to patients for no reason. Even if he is not used to it, he will do his best to treat it. I don't mind interviewing him about the complaints. , but what should be shown is his attitude and the occasional helplessness faced by the doctor group, not to magnify an unprovable old incident to gain attention."

Sun Zhuo was not so easily swayed, and asked: "You want to say that there is a reason for his incident?"

Qiao Yuanlin replied: "I'm talking about the responsibility of the reporter, the cause, the result, and the reflection on the pros and cons of the phenomenon. Only with all of them is a good report."

Sun Zhuo looked at him silently, and suddenly smiled: "What should I do? If you add a hot spot, you will have a lot of excuses. If you add Dr. Liang's past, are you impatient with me?"

Qiao Yuanlin's face turned pale.

"He refused to bow his head even when he was hit with a heavy stick. There are a group of brothers who are suspected of being involved in gangsters. They have made big mistakes and are now doing the most sacred profession in the world. Dr. Liang is really worthy of reporting."

Qiao Yuanlin left a cold sweat on the table, and stepped back. He was worried at the beginning, and he made it here by chance, and Sun Zhuo gave him a blow to the head.

"No," he said in a deep voice, not letting himself shout out, "Director Sun, no."

Sun Zhuo said: "Dr. Liang never refused, can you be his master?"

Qiao Yuanlin threw the SLR backpack at his feet, took out his cell phone, dialed Liang Cheng's number in front of Sun Zhuo, and then pressed the hands-free button.

After connecting, he stared at Sun Zhuo and said, "This is the end of the interview program, you don't accept it anymore."

On the phone, Liang Cheng sensed something was wrong: "What happened?"

Qiao Yuanlin's fear, anger and self-blame erupted at the same time, and he shouted, "I don't want you to participate in this shitty show at all!"

A few seconds later, Liang Cheng didn't ask anything, just said: "Okay."

As soon as he hung up the thread, Sun Zhuo took off the neck pillow from his neck and threw it on the table, cursing: "Do you know what you are doing? Do you want to do it!"

Qiao Yuanlin knew that he was destroying his own future, not only for Liang Cheng, but also for his original intention of being a reporter.

"Look at you limp and innocent, I didn't expect you to have big ideas!" Sun Zhuo pointed at the door, "Pick up your bag, the interview department can't accommodate you!"

Qiao Yuanlin didn't say a word softly, his face was pale and stubborn.

Sun Zhuo was so angry that his face was red and his neck was heavy, and he suppressed his anger: "For the sake of your mother and I being old colleagues, I will give you another chance to persuade Liang Cheng to complete the interview, and Xi is to get out of the second group?!"

Qiao Yuanlin raised his chin: "Where are you going?"

Sun Zhuo tore off a piece of paper, scrawled two lines, crumpled it up and threw it on him, saying: "Pack up your things, you will be transferred to the twelfth floor from tomorrow."

Qiao Yuanlin bent down to pick it up, the corners of his mouth trembling, and he walked out of the office with a different head.

The night outside the window was getting darker, and the news center was solemn and silent.

Sun Zhuo frowned, raised his hand and tapped the space bar on the computer, and the monitor suddenly brightened.

The above is a report that was not published more than ten years ago. The boy killed his adoptive father. It was written eloquently and signed by Lin Chengbi.

Back then, Sun Zhuo put a lot of effort into writing down this article, and it was the first time after so many years that he dug it up and read it.

After a long time, he suddenly smiled and said with emotion: "Old Lin, your son's weight is not quite the same as yours."