fake smile lover

Skillful hand and kind heart.

When He Jilan was very young, he once saw such a pennant in his father's office, with big hot golden characters and a bright red bottom. The tassels were blown by the wind and brushed over his head. Tangled with his short hair.

In He Jilan's memory, he saw his father save many lives with an extremely precise scalpel. He snatched those people on the verge of life and death from the edge of hell, the palm of Hades, and he himself Countless times I collapsed outside the operating room.

But because of this, a small piece of childhood in He Jilan's memory was always missing.His father devoted all his time and energy to the cause he loved.He Jilan has no one to accompany him to play games, and no one will criticize him. He is a lonely and lonely child. Therefore, when he sees other children's family of three enjoying themselves happily, he feels a little bit resentful towards the one who left home. Father: Outside, he is a well-known doctor, but at home, he is an irresponsible father.

He Jilan once asked her mother what kind of person she thought her father was.

It was a winter night, and the mother and son were talking in a relatively warm house. Outside, there was a rare heavy snowfall in ten years. In remote provinces and cities, the heavy snow even collapsed the transmission cables, causing the communication to be interrupted for a while.His mother patted him on the back gently, and said with a smile that his father was a great hero.

From then on, He Jilan began to adore that not-so-famous father a little bit.

Things are always impermanent.

A few years after that, He Jilan's father, He Baosheng, died in a medical disturbance. In a surgery that was almost impossible to recover, the entire medical team tried their best and took as long as 32 hours, but still failed to recover. Can save that dying life.The angry relatives rushed into the hospital like crazy, regardless of the obstruction of the security guards and surrounding medical staff.

He Baosheng shed blood on the post where he devoted his whole life to the end.

In the reports in the streets and alleys, and in everyone's mouth, he is the hero of the medical industry in the entire city of N. Because of him, the legislation and personal protection were promoted.

But He Jilan's admiration disappeared, and the hatred that had been swallowed in his stomach revived.

If the scalpel can't save people, can this metal-colored blade kill?

Xiao Jilan wasn't the only one who felt this way.

He Jilan still remembers his mother holding his hand and saying, "Don't become a doctor."

The gentle mother in the past suddenly seemed to be a different person when she was dying.

Like the devil.

He Jilan suddenly thought of such a word.The father is just and selfless, but he is like an unbalanced dummy in front of the family. He can't even support himself step by step, so how can he carry the burden of the family?All he can give is money, and only money.

The mother always tolerated too many things, including her stubborn self and her father's choice, she endured them silently until she was tormented by the serious illness and was about to finish the last journey.Why not live a little more authentically?So he watched his mother hysterically, her fingernails were deeply embedded in his flesh, and blood flowed down little by little.

He didn't make any sound.

Relatives at home came to help take care of his mother's funeral. On a rainy day, the sun was unexpectedly bright, as if his mother held up an umbrella for him, illuminating his future.

In the end, like his father, he put on white clothes and returned to the hospital where his father used to work.

"If the hand holding the scalpel cannot save lives and heal the wounded, then... can it be used to punish evil and promote good?"

"Okay, that's 'another justice' for the doctor."

……

Chen Nanhuai looked at the photo in his hand. Although the rain was getting heavier, he had no intention of going back. Shen Guo was holding an umbrella at the side, while muttering: "Standing under a big tree in a thunderstorm, isn't it to be struck by lightning?"

"Your boss, I'm a good person who doesn't live long, and the disaster has lasted for thousands of years. I haven't made enough money in the world. How can the gods be willing to let me go to the Lord of Hell to fry gold flowers? Don't worry, I can't hit our heads. .”

Just as Chen Nanhuai said a nonsense that he didn't quite believe, a thunderbolt struck the rock not far from the two of them.

The two swallowed involuntarily.

"According to the principle of craters, shouldn't it be better for us to stand there?" Shen Guo raised a small hand and asked timidly.

Unexpectedly, Chen Nanhuai had already run far away, standing there looking at the Hang Seng Hospital under the rain.

"Aguo, tell me, from here, does the whole complex look like a concentration camp?" He said half-jokingly.

Chen Nanhuai glanced at the document, it said that the Hang Seng Hospital, which was built in the Republic of China, consisted of four buildings, the largest of which was the inpatient building, which was a horseshoe-shaped building, and the new inpatient department built later was rebuilt according to the original shape , retaining its original appearance, it can be regarded as a tribute to the ancestors of the overseas Chinese.

And in the middle is the Hang Seng Building, which contains almost all the departments. It can be said that the building that is fully used in the Hang Seng Hospital today is this old building.

Located on the left side of the Hang Seng Building is the administration building, which is relatively low. Inside is the welcome room for welcoming guests, a conference room for meetings and analysis, and of course the office where the dean lives. It can be said that it is for the operation of the entire hospital. As far as the hub of the city is concerned, although this building is the least visited, it is also the most important residence.

The rest is a small building for miscellaneous purposes such as data storage and teaching. The builders at that time called it the "Qiushi" building.

"It seems that this hospital is really built airtight. According to the skills I and Lan Niuer learned from there, I'm afraid this is a treasured place to store wind and absorb energy."

"Why, boss, you can also read Fengshui."

"I'm blind. They all say that Hang Seng is haunted by ghosts, but I can't figure out why. There is only one thing, that is, a rich man died near Hang Seng, but Hang Seng neither benefited nor affected. An unsolved case."

"Hey? Boss, are you talking about the case of the death of a rich horse businessman named Iron Juice more than ten years ago? I know a little bit about that. The rich businessman surnamed Ma came from the nearby area. , We all know this here, it’s nothing new.”

"The one who dug river sand?" Chen Nanhuai opened the file, and there were indeed such things written in it, but it was much more detailed.

"Yes, they are digging river sand, but they are not benevolent for the rich, just because the river sand diggers are greedy for cheap and keep reducing costs, which directly leads to the overburden of workers.

Boss, let me tell you the truth, we are very poor here, don't look at me selling fake watches and fake mobile phones every day to make a good living, in fact, this is just making a fortune, we are too poor here.But the one with the surname Ma is really nothing.He operated like that, and finally one of the machines failed because of the overload. Fatigue driving caused the whole car to roll over and slide into the bottom of the river. None of the people on it were alive. Sent to Hang Seng. "

Chen Nanhuai watched Shen Guo's palm gradually turning white as he pinched it, and sighed.

"But none of them survived to see the doctor, and they died in the corridor. Therefore, it has been rumored for generations that these innocent souls took the life of this beast surnamed Ma!"

"Aguo, do you believe it?" Chen Nanhuai wanted to light a cigarette, but found that it was raining heavily, and he couldn't light it anyway, so he just did it and sighed.

"I'd rather believe that the laws of heaven are clear, and the cycle of karma and retribution is not good. I would rather there are ghosts and gods in the world than these evil people and demons are still wandering in the world!"

Shen Guo, who was originally amiable, seemed to be a different person. He gritted his teeth, and uttered these words one by one, like a machine gun firing, hitting other people's hearts one by one.

Looking at the building in the heavy rain, Chen Nanhuai suddenly understood something when he heard the words of the informant beside him: "Is this their so-called purpose? It really coincides with He Lao."

He figured out the key to it, but a sense of powerlessness and a sense of irrelevance also haunted his upper body.As Mr. He said, they are just like two groups of people on the same road.

Even Chen Nanhuai is more like a bystander. The hatred of these innocent souls living in the hospital building has nothing to do with him. He can watch their demise and rise just like He Tianfeng, without interfering, or even watching them. Close one eye.

Is this really possible?

"Elder He said before that the obvious evil is nothing but selfishness, and no one is qualified to judge every sinner in place of the law, even if they are extremely heinous."

"Lynching."

"I hope that such a place exists, just like I hope that hell really exists. Some people take risks, and some people work for tigers. They should have a reward in the end, and there should be no harm in any place. But I also know that, These people should not die here, at least there is a better place for them in this world."

Chen Nanhuai looked at the hospital in Misty Rain, is that a more suitable place for them?He didn't think so, and he didn't think so.

Now everything is just his own conjecture, and it's not just that he doubted the hospital until the end, but all failed. Except for the watertightness, the person in charge of this matter is more like a human mentor who is proficient in speech and vertical and horizontal. Play with people from all walks of life in the palm of your hand.

But who?

"It's raining heavily, boss, should we avoid it, and I heard that the dean of Hang Seng is a rich man, but he got this position because he was related to that old overseas Chinese, and he was good at making money. You are very proficient, if you really ask him, you will know nothing about it.”

Ah Guo thought for a while, and said the rumors he knew like pouring beans, and made it clear all at once.

"How do you know if a person is really mediocre? Instead of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? Some people are far more tolerant than you think."

He seemed to mean something when he spoke, but it was not that clear.

A Guo shook his head half-understood, and said a little honestly: "I listen to my mother, my mother's life depends on Mr. He and the boss, you can win back from Lord Hell, you are all The benefactor of our family, my mother said you must be right to follow the boss!"

Chen Nanhuai laughed and rubbed the boy's head: "You go back first."

Under Shen Guo's gaze, he looked at Hang Seng, and said softly: "I still have an appointment to go, and he doesn't want to be a human being, but if he wants to be a lonely ghost in it, then I will suffer bad luck for eight lifetimes." Accompany him on the journey."

The author has something to say:

What the second case wants to discuss is the topic of justice, whether it is good to use evil to control evil, or it is just evil in disguise.