Blessed

After leaving the ward, Weng You subconsciously put his hand into his pocket. The handkerchief was delicate and soft, just like its owner.He suspended his ward rounds, went to the nurse's station to get disinfectant wipes, wiped the badge carefully, then put on his clothes, and finally folded the handkerchief, ready to return it to him after washing.

Today is Sunday, and patients are still coming in a steady stream, either with low fever or cough. Weng Youzhi retreated everything he could, and he was unwilling to accept it. Several colleagues saw that his style was almost arbitrary, and they did not give Lei who was in the outpatient clinic today at all. Doctors have a little face, but among them, Weng Youzhi has the highest professional title, not to mention professional quality, and no one has the qualifications to criticize his behavior.

When he was about to get off work at noon, Dr. Lei returned to the office with a stomach full of anger. When he saw Weng Youzhi, he became angry.

"Doctor Weng, what do you mean? Several patients came back and said that the inpatient department would not accept them. They scolded me indiscriminately. Why didn't you admit them?" Lei Guanqun didn't beat around the bush with him, and said it directly.

Weng Youzhi sneered in his heart, why?He also asked me why, if I coughed, I would be hospitalized. Is the hospital a hotel, and I can live there if I want?Lei Guanqun is an old doctor, so this kind of extremely common minor illness is naturally considered. Hospitalization is nothing more than the income of the surgical department. Weng Youzhi knows it well, he can understand it, but he doesn't agree.

"I checked and it's not very serious. We can ask them to see the clinic for injections for a few days." Weng Youzhi gave a rare explanation.

Lei Guanqun knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't bother him too much. He took a fixed look at him, and then left in a huff. Unexpectedly, Lei Guanqun would report to the director nine times out of ten, but Weng Youzhi was not worried, he firmly believed that the choice he made was the right one.

As soon as Lei Guanqun left, it was exactly twelve o'clock, Weng Youzhi quickly packed up his things and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Buyi.

"Mr. Weng, can you help me read this test sheet?" Zhang Buyi looked at the computer medical records with a little worry.

Weng Youzhi didn't speak, other doctors looked up at him, he paused, walked up to Zhang Buyi, and bent down to look.

The white blood cells were high, and the red blood cells and platelets both decreased. Weng Youzhi took the mouse and clicked on the course record. The main complaint was that the low-grade fever lasted for half a month.

"Her mother told me today that her mouth was sore. I checked and found that there was ulcer bleeding in the mouth." Zhang Buyi added.

Weng Youzhi probably had his own judgment: "Have you drawn blood for a reexamination?"

"This is the result of the review."

"Tell her to transfer to a higher-level hospital." Weng Youzhi pondered for a long time before opening his mouth, but it was the answer he least wanted to hear.

"Which bed is this?" Weng Youzhi was curious.

"13 beds."

Is it the little girl hanging on Zhang Buyi during the previous rounds?Looking only three or four years old, Weng Youzhi turned around and went to the ward, where the little girl was obediently drawing.Green grass, blue sky, white clouds, and a little girl with braided hair.

Weng Youzhi pointed to the girl in the painting and asked softly, "Who is this?"

"It's mother." The little girl replied innocently, and Weng You subconsciously looked at her mother.

The mother is very young, but her belly is a bit bulging. She is a pregnant woman and she is sleeping.

Weng Youzhi thought, if his judgment is correct, will this young mother continue to sleep as peacefully as she is now for the rest of her long life?

"Hey, open your mouth to show uncle." Weng Youzhi tried to be gentle.

The little girl opened her mouth obediently. Weng Youzhi took out a small flashlight, opened the mouth with a cotton swab, and found that there were indeed two small ulcers inside.

"Did you have a dream when you slept last night? What did you dream about?"

"No, I didn't sleep."

"why?"

"I had a stomachache last night." Said it was a stomachache, but the little girl pointed to her chest.

"Did you tell mom?"

"No, mom is asleep, mom is going to give birth to a little brother." Weng Youzhi knelt down and stroked her hair with a gentle smile, told her to listen to her mother, then turned and left.

Zhang Bujuan was at the door of the ward, Weng Youzhi met his eyes, didn't say anything, but they knew each other well.

The two left the ward together, speechless for a while, maybe Zhang Buyi's expression was too heavy, Weng Youzhi couldn't help but said: "It hasn't been diagnosed yet, not necessarily, even if it is, the cure rate of acute leukemia is very high now .”

"But his family has no money."

Weng Youzhi is silent. A serious illness is enough to destroy an ordinary family. Money is always a very real problem. There is a difference between untreatable and incurable, but the former makes people feel helpless and sad.

"Don't think so much. What you need to do now is to talk to the parents immediately and ask her to be transferred to the hospital for treatment immediately."

Zhang Buyi is obviously too immature and too empathetic, caring is chaotic. Hearing his reminder, he knows that random thinking is useless now, and he still needs to calm down and find a solution. Thinking of this, Zhang Buyi immediately turned around and went back to the ward , Weng Youzhi raised his hand and saw that it was already one o'clock.

There was a lecture in Linshi tonight, and the speaker was his mentor. Weng Youzhi didn't receive the invitation, but he knew that if he didn't go to see the teacher again, he might really deny him.After getting off work, Weng Youzhi bought some presents, washed up and took a nap before getting ready to go.

The lecture starts at 7:1 p.m., admission starts at [-]:[-] p.m., and the location is in the conference hall on the top floor of Linshi No.[-] Civilian Hospital. Weng Youzhi is very familiar with this place. The instructor Lin Zhiwen often attends lectures here, and often brings him along. As well as the commendation conference in the courtyard are all here, Weng Youzhi is also a frequent visitor.

There are several rooms in the conference hall, all of which have different lectures. There are hostesses at the entrance, and there are special staff members to register their names. At [-]:[-], Weng Youzhi straightened his clothes, found the room, and prepared to enter. The hostess politely handed him a pen and issued a meal ticket. Weng Youzhi signed his name and entered the venue, but found that there were not many people. Those who had sent invitation letters were all sitting at the meeting table, only the people next to him. The first row of seats is for the employees of the hospital to participate voluntarily.

Among them, Weng Youzhi felt familiar, but couldn't name them, so he planned to be a passer-by quietly, but his eyes stayed in the direction of the door, for fear of missing the figure of the mentor.

Not long after, Lin Zhiwen came in his work clothes. Weng Youzhi spotted with sharp eyes that the deputy director Yu Shenghe also came. The two entered the room talking and laughing, and then greeted the guests at the meeting table.Weng Youzhi was about to get up and go to Lin Zhiwen's side to feel his presence, but suddenly found a familiar figure at the door.

Weng Youzhi took a closer look, if it wasn't Zhang Bujuan, who else?Zhang Buyi obviously noticed him too, his eyes lit up instantly, then he walked quickly to his side, and whispered: "I'm not late, am I?"

His breath was a little panting, it seemed that he came here in a hurry, Weng Youzhi asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

"I heard that there was a lecture here, and it was about ventilators. I was curious, so I came here."

The lecture information was indeed released on the hospital's official website, but there were very few people who actually attended after noticing it.Weng Youzhi nodded, and then seemed to remember something.

"How about bed 13?"

"Transferred to the affiliated Children's Hospital." Zhang Buyi replied.

Weng Youzhi glanced at him, but didn't see any information on his face, as if he wasn't the one who worried about the patient in the morning.However, Weng Youzhi has no hobby of digging out other people's inner emotions. In the final analysis, doctors and patients are just strangers. It is really rare to be able to do what Zhang Buyi does.

Weng Youzhi was going to find Lin Zhiwen, but unfortunately he had already stood on the podium and turned on the microphone.Lin Zhiwen scanned the audience, paused when he saw Weng You, then raised his eyebrows and missed his gaze, Weng Youzhi realized that he had noticed him, and also took the initiative to smile.

The lecture started, and the audience began to quiet down. Weng Youzhi looked at the man over half a century old on the podium. Confidence, humor and professionalism are the goals he has been trying to achieve silently since graduation. He still had a glimmer of hope in the past. , maybe a few years later, after time and experience, he can be as good as Lin Zhiwen, but now, in just one month, he has changed from a follower to an admirer. It's like a moat.

The lecture was not long, but it was only an hour. Zhang Buyi listened very carefully, but Weng Youzhi kept his mind wandering until the applause sounded, and then he slowly came back to his senses. Watching Lin Zhiwen discuss the content of the meeting, followed by another round of pleasantries.At the end of the lecture, there was a group photo. Everyone who attended the lecture participated in the group photo. Lin Zhiwen stood in the middle of the first row, while Weng Youzhi and Zhang Bujuan were next to the last row.

After taking the photo, Zhang Butian asked Weng Youzhi, "Let's go?"

Weng Youzhi looked at Lin Zhiwen, and the people who asked him to discuss came one after another. He didn't know how long he would have to wait, but he couldn't wait today, so he didn't know when he would have another chance next time. It wasn't him No time, but Lin Zhiwen was too busy.

"No, you go first." Weng Youzhi said.

Zhang Butian watched him hesitate to speak, and finally said nothing, turned around and left with the crowd.Weng Youzhi was looking forward to it, and finally Lin Zhiwen was free after nine o'clock.

Weng Youzhi walked forward obediently, and obediently called a teacher.

"You've lost some weight." Lin Zhiwen said with a smile. "How are you doing?"

Weng Youzhi wanted to say that it was very bad, but this was his choice, even if it was wrong, he still wanted to maintain his dignity in the end.

"There's nothing good or bad, they all do the same thing."

"That's true." Lin Zhiwen nodded, "At least it's better than here, no one is urging you to hand in your paper every day."

Lin Zhiwen packed his things, and the two said as they walked that Weng Youzhi's main purpose was to come and see him. Before that, he resigned without saying a word, and his colleagues only found out when he was about to leave the post. Later, Lin Zhiwen was furious when he found out. But he never made a phone call or scolded him. Now it seems that the situation is very calm.

"Shall I take you home?" Weng Youzhi helped him hold the documents.

"No, I drove the car myself, so you should go back earlier."

"Teacher, wait a minute." Weng Youzhi opened the car door, took out a gift and handed it to Lin Zhiwen.

"I saw a very beautiful silk scarf in the store before, which fits my wife's temperament very well. There are also some special products from Yunhe County. Let's take them back to my wife."

"You're too polite." Lin Zhiwen stood there without moving, showing no intention of accepting the gift.

"If we don't see each other for a month, you will be born, teacher." Weng Youzhi couldn't tell what it was like.

Lin Zhiwen sighed: "You are born, you never bought these things before."

"Everyone has their own choice of path, I don't blame you, you don't have to think too much, if you want, I will always be your teacher, it's too late today, you go back early, I should go too, It's time for your mistress to call to remind you." As soon as the words fell, Lin Zhiwen's cell phone rang, and he showed the caller ID to Weng Youzhi, and it was indeed the call from the mistress, Lin Zhiwen picked up the phone and turned to the phone He waved his hand and walked into the garage.