Make a living

"Doctor Qi, bed 35 needs to be changed."

This day, Qi Yu was on night shift, and the nurse knocked on the door to remind him just after handing over the shift.Qi Yu happened to be making a round of the ward, so he asked the nurse to prepare the medicine first, while he put on the stethoscope and percussion hammer, and walked to the ward calmly.

The inspection started from the No. 35 bed, and arrived outside the 35-bed ward in a short while. The patient in bed [-] was Lao Yu, a migrant worker who was admitted to the hospital due to a broken object on the construction site some time ago. He has been hospitalized for observation after the operation, and Qi Yu is his attending physician.

But at the moment, there were two people, one big and one small, sitting in front of the hospital bed.The older one was talking to Lao Yu, while the child next to him was obediently playing with the chain lock in his hand without making any noise.

"Brother Yu...I really didn't expect that you would be injured so badly by asking you to take over the shift!"

After Zheng Haichuan returned to work, he found out that the worker was hospitalized due to a work-related injury.And when Lao Yu was injured, it was the day when he switched shifts with him so that he could go to ask for money smoothly, which made Zheng Haichuan wonder whether Lao Yu should have suffered the injury he should have suffered.

"Hey, I can't blame you! Who the hell knew that the steel pipe would fall from the top at that time?" Lao Yu waved his hand, "Da Chuan, let's not talk about the second brother, you have a blue nose and a swollen face. How much better than me!"

Old Yu was hospitalized and couldn't move. His daily entertainment was watching TV and swiping his phone.What happened to Zheng Haichuan had already been spread among their fellow workers, but he came to comfort Zheng Haichuan at this time, "Take care of yourself first. You still have a baby with you, so pay more attention to safety. Don't worry about it. In order to ask for some money, I lost my life!"

Lao Yu is a generation older than Zheng Haichuan, looking at Zheng Haichuan as if he wanted to see his nephew.He liked this diligent and honest young man on the construction site very much. Seeing that he was still looking downcast, he simply exposed his bandaged leg and patted it casually, "Don't say it, because of you, we will The foreman was very diligent in going to the hospital! He came to see me several times, and he settled the medical expenses for me early, and even took a photo of the reimbursement form and sent it to me, haha! I didn’t spend a penny!"

There was sincere gratitude in Lao Yu's tone, "Da Chuan, you have done a good deed."

Following the guidance of netizens, Lao Yu also saw many videos of Zheng Haichuan's past.He used to see Zheng Haichuan playing with his mobile phone on the construction site, and he always shook his head in his heart, these young people are not doing their jobs.Unexpectedly, with such a mobile phone, millions of people can see their most real working environment, and see their most ordinary but not easy suffering and tiredness.

"My son called me two days ago." Old Yu smiled gratifiedly, "That boy, he used to think that the job I did was ashamed, and he always went to parent-teacher meetings. Maybe I saw you a few days ago. That video, I called to warn me, this old man, not to touch the egg with a stone, and if he can’t do it, change the construction site.”

"Despite what he said, I know he's still worried about me."

Lao Yu glanced at Zheng Jiahe, who was playing with toys, and persuaded Zheng Haichuan, "Don't be too dull, boy. This time is good luck, in case someone beats you to death next time, you hide But what to do? Your family, friends, and so many people who care about you, if something really happens, don’t you die of grief?”

The nurse prepared the medicine, and just at this moment, she walked in from outside the ward, and Qi Yu carried her in together.

Zheng Haichuan raised his head when he heard the sound, and was suddenly taken aback when he saw Qi Yu appearing.

The man was tall and straight, dressed in white, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his indifferent and handsome face, making him appear calm and reliable.But Zheng Haichuan saw the panic and tension under the glasses when he was injured that day.

Zheng Haichuan didn't know if he was wrong at that time, but what Old Yu said was indeed right.He was lucky this time, and next time he should learn from Dr. Li and be more prudent.

"Bed 35, how do you feel today?"

Qi Yu walked to the side of the hospital bed and looked down at Lao Yu's injured leg.

Zheng Haichuan's uncle and nephew went to the hospital with him today, and Qi Yu was not surprised that they were here.

The stitches on Zheng Haichuan's arm should be removed, and Zheng Jiahe was stitched by Qi Yu at the request of Zheng Haichuan.The minimally invasive surgery research group he participated in has recently carried out several rounds of preclinical trials, and will soon enter the formal clinical stage.At that time, a certain amount of experimental patients will be recruited, and Qi Yu plans to follow up with Zheng Jiahe's current condition.

Qi Yu didn't expect Zheng Haichuan to come to the hospital a few times, and he seemed to know more about the structure than him.As soon as I arrived at the hospital, there was no one there. It turned out that I went to the workers to catch up with the past.

"It feels okay, Doctor Qi."

Lao Yu cheerfully opened his yellow teeth that had been smoked for a long time, "I just lie on the bed every day, and my bones are soft!"

Zheng Haichuan's eyes revealed a look of approval when he heard the words.you do not say!It's so awkward to stay in the house every day when you don't work!

Qi Yu skillfully put on the stethoscope, checked Lao Yu's breathing condition, and glanced at the people sitting beside him out of the corner of his eye. "Bones are basically fixed after adulthood, and they are not so easy to soften."

Who can lie down and never sit, who can sit and never stand?These two are good, and they can't stay idle even if they are sick.Qi Yu thought of seeing Zheng Haichuan moving the closet next door before going to work tonight, and his head got dizzy.

If you don't put it in front of your eyes, this idiot can't be more honest than a second!

"Doctor Li, will brother Yu's legs recover?"

Zheng Haichuan was watching Qi Yu check at the side at this time, and asked eagerly.

He couldn't help but blame himself for the old Yu's injury. If Brother Yu had any sequelae like his brother, he would die of guilt.

"I can't give you a guarantee." Qi Yu put away his stethoscope and replied lightly, "It's a comminuted fracture, and it's not a scratch. The surgery has done its best to treat and fix it. At present, I can only say that the prognosis is not bad. There is a high probability that it will return to normal."

In many cases, doctors seem to be the savior who can determine the life and death in people's eyes.But in fact, doctors are just ordinary people who take their lives from God. They can only do their best to improve the probability of patients recovering. They can't guarantee anything for anyone.

But despite this, the burden of being wrapped up by people's expectations also exists on the shoulders of medical staff all the time.

Qi Yu is a special case.He is very clear about the work he has done, will perform his duties with due diligence, and use what he has learned to save lives, but he will not let the expectations and doubts of patients and family members affect his emotions.

Everyone should only be responsible for themselves - this was Qi Yu's thought.

At this moment, Zheng Haichuan also belatedly realized that he had asked a stupid question.He paused, seeing Qi Yu's cold face, he felt uncomfortable and ashamed.

Dr. Lu works so hard, and it is so difficult to save people from illnesses. He is still standing here and talking without back pain. It is really too much!

He stretched out his hand and slapped himself on the mouth, secretly hating himself for always being so stupid.

Qi Yu noticed Zheng Haichuan's actions, and while he was speechless, a smile flashed across his eyes.

How could this idiot realize that he was angry?

Seems to be a lot better than before.

Qi Yu lowered his head to remove the gauze for Lao Yu, checked the seepage, and took medicine from the nurse's tray to change Lao Yu's dressing.He recalled the conversation he heard at the door just now, and the whole story of the two people changing shifts in Zheng Haichuan's video before, and he had an extra guess in his mind.

If... Old Yu's incident wasn't an accident.

That's another possibility that's even more chilling.

Qi Yu was even a little lucky at this time, Zheng Haichuan and Lao Yu changed shifts that day.

He knew that man, Raidou Chen, was very shady and had a good face, maybe it was Zheng Haichuan who suddenly appeared without saying hello and disrupted his arrangement, which made him establish his prestige through a grandiose beating.

Otherwise, it seems more convenient for him to deal with this kind of 'accident' without anyone noticing.

Qi Yu has never considered himself a good person, and he does not hesitate to use dark and vicious motives to speculate on other people's behavior.If he hadn't met Zheng Haichuan, he might not even feel the faint pain on Lao Yu's face when he changed the dressing at this time. He would only follow the doctor's responsibilities and standard operations to complete the dressing change.

But at this time, he noticed the tight thighs of the skinny middle-aged man from pulling the wound, so he relaxed his movements, and even added, "It's normal, it's difficult if there is no reaction. The bones in the back are long." It will still itch when you come out, so be mentally prepared.”

What he said made Lao Yu laugh instead: "Good Doctor Qi. Don't worry, I'm used to hard work and I'm not afraid of pain. Endurance is over, as long as it's good, nothing is a problem!"

And Zheng Haichuan sat on the side, watching Qi Yu's action of applying the medicine without blinking, and was distracted again.

he thinks.

Dr. Li looks so serious about his work, it's so pretty.