White-eyed wolf

37.

Xie Minghui was already out of breath before getting into the ambulance, and Yu Yun looked at the doctor on the car without any expression as they took turns to rescue him.

The heart was beating extremely hard, and all the movements in front of him were infinitely slowed down, like a freeze frame at the last moment of life.

As if in an extremely cold icehouse, the bones, muscles and even the blood of the whole body are all frozen, it is very difficult to even shake a little, and the brain has long stopped thinking.

Yu Yun never thought that when this moment really came, it would feel like this.

——Endless blankness and numbness, as if the soul was suddenly taken away.

Everything that happened next was extremely unreal, like a light dream stepping on the clouds, and like falling into the boundless abyss and hell.

The doctors tried their best to rescue them, the monitoring equipment warned of danger, the woman cried and questioned heart-piercingly, and punched the body with heavy or heavy fists...

Someone is pulling, someone is blocking.

Sharp, noisy, anxious.

Everything was so fuzzy and flustered that Yu Yun felt like a bystander completely detached from all of this, so cold-blooded that his whole body was cold.

"Doctor Yu," a nurse called him and handed him a glass of warm water, "You don't look well, do you want to go back and rest?"

Yu Yun took the water glass: "...Thank you."

"That... is your friend?" the nurse asked.

Yu Yun was stunned for a long time, his face was as pale as paper, and he neither nodded nor shook his head.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me." The nurse comforted.

...Are you sorry?

This is so ironic.

Yu Yun didn't know how he got home. The journey of more than an hour was stopped and stopped, the wind and rain whirled, the street lights were on and off, and even the flying insects disappeared.

His whole body was icy cold, his wet clothes were tightly attached to his skin, there were crystal water stains on his eyelids, and his hair was stuck to his cheeks.As soon as Yu Yun entered the door, he went straight to the bathroom without even turning on the light, and turned on the water flow of the shower to the maximum.

"Wow—"

The water that just came out was so cold that it hit Yu Yun's body so densely that his lips turned blue and his whole body became numb.Immediately afterwards, the water temperature rose rapidly, thick water mist evaporated from the small bathroom, and the skin that had been overfrozen seemed to be abnormal. As the water temperature rose, there was a tingling sensation like pinpricks, like every pore tightened were scalded one by one.

Yu Yun slid down slowly with his back against the wall, bent his knees and hugged himself tightly, buried his head in his knees, and cried quietly.

38.

Early the next morning, Yu Yun received a call from Hu Hao. Their teacher, Li Jilin, the director of the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery, was looking for him.

Since it rained last night and didn't have much rest, Yu Yun had a fever early in the morning and had no appetite, so he hurriedly swallowed a fever-reducing medicine and went to the hospital.

Li Jilin on the anesthesia side had already told him to ask someone to take over the shift, and Yu Yun went directly to the first ward of cardiothoracic surgery after listening to the shift.

"Hey, Doctor Yu, it's rare to see you come back." The nurse who knew him before saw him and greeted him with a smile.

"Which subject is this? So handsome."

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

The new young nurses were whispering in the background.

"Well," Yu Yun nodded politely, "I'll come and find the director, is he in the office?"

"Here, I'm in the office after finishing the shift, and I didn't go to check the ward."

"Okay, thank you." Yu Yun turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, wait," the nurse hurriedly stopped him, "The director seems to be in a bad mood today, you should be careful."

Yu Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and thanked again.

"Knock knock knock..."

Yu Yun knocked lightly on the door of the director's office three times, unlocked the door, went in, and closed the door.

Li Jilin was sitting at his desk, flipping through a thick atlas of cardiothoracic surgery anatomy with a pair of glasses on. When Yu Yun came in, he only glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and then moved away.

The atmosphere was unprecedentedly oppressive, and it had been a long time since Yu Yun had met the teacher so formally.

Li Jilin didn't make a sound, and Yu Yun didn't dare to speak, and stood quietly aside.

After waiting for about 3 minutes, Li Jilin finally closed the atlas, raised his eyes and asked him, "I heard that you sent a patient with anaphylactic shock last night, did you rescue him?"

"...Hmm." Yu Yun responded.

Li Jilin's voice suddenly rose, and he asked sharply, "Why didn't you rescue him?"

Yu Yun was taken aback, and when she looked up, she met Li Jilin's eagle-like eyes.

"Let me ask you, why didn't you rescue him?" Li Jilin asked again.

"...The course of the disease progressed too fast, and there was no time..."

Before Yun could finish speaking, Li Jilin picked up the atlas on the table and slammed it hard. The color atlas nearly five centimeters thick hit the bone with a bang, causing pain.

Yu Yun couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and immediately gritted his teeth to hold back.

"It's too late, isn't it?" Li Jilin took down his eyes, got up and walked in front of Yu Yun, "Let me ask you, what have you learned after staying under anesthesia for so long? In such a situation, don't you even think of a tracheotomy? You wait for the ambulance." What were you doing during that time in the car? You gave me back all the things I taught you over the years, right?"

Yu Yun was overwhelmed by the successive questioning, he trembled slightly, pursed his lips, and bowed his head in silence.

Li Jilin was so angry that he paced back and forth in the office several times: "Yu Yun, you are a doctor, whether you wear a white coat or not, you should try your best to treat patients. This is the duty of a doctor!"

Yu Yun was dumbfounded, unable to say anything at all.

Li Jilin vented, gradually calmed down, and his tone softened a little: "I brought you out with my own hands. I know exactly how capable you are. I don't believe that you can't even handle patients of this level..."

"...Teacher," Yu Yun's Adam's apple twitched slightly, his voice trembling slightly, "Should the doctor save everyone?"

Li Jilin was startled when he was asked, and saw that Yu Yun had raised his head to look at him at some point, his eyes were bright, he did not dodge, and even had a paranoid firmness, which gave Li Jilin a bad feeling.

"As far as life is concerned, everyone is equal," Li Jilin sighed and said earnestly, "Even criminals have the right to medical treatment, don't they?"

"Teacher, I know what you mean." Yu Yun picked up the atlas on the ground and patted the ashes on it, "But everyone in the world has good and evil, everyone has their own benchmarks in their hearts, and they know right and wrong. Medical treatment is only controlled by doctors The means should not become the shackles of moral kidnapping..."

Yu Yun put the atlas on the table, and there was a heavy muffled sound when the book collided with the table: "...If a person will cause harm to others and even the society, I choose not to save it, which is understandable, isn't it?"

Li Jilin felt tense in his heart.

He knew about Yu Yun's accident three years ago. At that time, both he and Yu Yun thought it was a medical trouble. Even though he could no longer stand on the operating table because of it, Yu Yun did not give up on himself, complained about others, and did not transfer his hatred to other patients. In the body, he has always believed that most patients are good.

Li Jilin couldn't help being shocked that such a person would say such a thing.Yu Yun has always been very reassuring. He is also a thoughtful and capable person. He likes to think independently and often puts forward some special opinions. However, he is not good at communicating and has a bit of a temper. What Li Jilin fears most is himself A person got into the corner of some dead end.

"So, you admit that you are desperate, don't you?"

Yu Yun didn't speak.

Li Jilin looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "Do you still remember the words I sent you back then?"

Yu Yun paused for a few seconds, then said slowly: "...Remember."

"Tell me."

"Exquisite art is on the outside, and virtue is on the heart." The eight characters are calm and powerful.

"...The skill is on the outside, and the virtue is on the heart," Li Jilin repeated slowly, and said meaningfully, "Yu Yun, don't let down the good name your parents gave you."

It was as if a lightning had suddenly penetrated from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and then exploded in an instant, shattering all his strength, and Yu Yun's face lost all color in an instant.

Li Jilin sighed again, sat back on the chair, and waved his hand at him: "I see that you are also tired recently, let me tell Director Wang, you should not go to work during this time, take a good rest at home, let's go."

After speaking, Li Jilin lay down on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

He looked very tired like that, and he didn't open his eyes slowly until Yu Yun completely walked out of the office, looking at the ceiling quietly.

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and called the director of anesthesia.

"Hey, Lao Wang, please do one thing. If you have time, you can check Yu Yun's registration of anesthesia use on your side to see if there is anything suspicious. You must check this matter yourself, in case there is any problem Don't let the third person know, understand?"