Medicare

Xiang Ange is young and good-looking. He usually looks very approachable with a smile on his face. He has been back and forth in the hospital for nearly a month, but he is also familiar with the nurses around him. Several nurses treat him well. It's kind of interesting, if it wasn't that he was too young, he would definitely be ready to make a move.

Mr. Jin’s health has improved a lot. Now he has eaten well and is walking with strength. Sometimes he goes to see his old comrades, and he doesn’t like to follow Ange all the time, especially what they sometimes say, no It's not suitable for children to listen to.

On this day, Mr. Jin abandoned Xiang Ange to visit his old friend again. Xiang Ange had no choice but to wait outside at the nurse's station.

A few young nurses had seized the opportunity, and said to An Ge, "Xiao Xiang, I asked you to take a look for us a few days ago. You said that the working hours are inconvenient, so it's okay now."

Xiang Ange glanced back at the ward, thinking that Mr. Jin would not come out for a while, and being entangled very tightly by a few nurses, so he had to compromise: "That's okay, I'll take a look for you, but let me talk about it first." Well, I'm just a student, I don't have much talent."

The little nurses were very happy to hear that, and one of the baby-faced ones even smiled and said, "Who expects you to be a miracle doctor, but I have never given anyone a pulse. It’s not much, but my mother went to see an old folk Chinese doctor last year, and it’s said that she’s good at feeling the pulse.”

A few girls chirped and chattered, but it was very lively.Xiang Ange couldn't handle it when he heard it. Women in secret channels are much more difficult to serve than old people. Don't look at the smiles at the moment, and you can change your face when you turn around. He stayed for a month, and he heard a few little nurses carrying people behind their backs. Talk bad about other nurses.

Xiang Ange has always kept these things in his heart, and he only thinks that he has adapted to the hospital in advance, which makes him not have high expectations for the hospital. No matter where it is, there will always be friction.

All the little nurses are in good health, only one has a gynecological problem, and his cheeks were flushed when he told An Ge, but the little nurse didn't care, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiang really has some skills, I have never had this problem. It’s been a period for many years, and it hasn’t gotten better.”

A few little nurses became interested in this matter, and pestered Anger to ask him all kinds of things, and he almost yelled when he asked. The division of Chinese medicine is not very clear, but he has no intention of going on this road.

While talking and laughing, a stern-faced head nurse came over, saw them talking together, and couldn't help scolding: "What are you doing? If you have this spare time, why don't you go to a few wards and see what the patients have?" If you need it, don’t you have to wait for someone to invite you?”

The little nurses were all afraid of this serious head nurse, and hurriedly dispersed, leaving Xiang Ange in the middle with a somewhat embarrassed look. The head nurse looked at him like this, with a flash of a smile in his eyes, and suddenly asked: "I heard Are you good at massaging?"

Xiang Ange hurriedly said, "I've learned a little bit." It's not surprising that the head nurse knew, just because he helped a semi-paralyzed old man in the next ward press a few days ago.

The head nurse nodded, and said: "The old man over there is the most difficult to serve, he said yes, it must be."

After saying this, she hesitated a bit, and asked Ange when she saw this, "Head nurse, is there anything I can do to help?"

The head nurse sighed, and said in a low voice: "I have a patient here who has been lying on the bed for several years, and his body is a little shriveled. Massage is really hard to do."

Hearing this, Xiang Ange hesitated. It stands to reason that he is now working with the salary of the Jin family. During working hours, he will not do other things unless Mr. Jin asks. This is always the case when seeing a doctor, except today because I was pestered by a few nurses because I was free.

The head nurse also knew his worry, so she said: "Well, don't you get off work at five o'clock every day? Go over and press the button for him, and he can leave at six o'clock at most. It's not too late at this time, and you can still get a copy Extra wages."

Before refusing to Ange, the head nurse said, "That's it, I'll come to you later."

Xiang Ange didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After ten minutes after work, the head nurse came to him and led her all the way to the intensive care unit above. When she got there, she said, "This patient is the son of my good friend. A few years ago After a car accident, he became a vegetative state, and he never woke up. His father came to see him often at first, but since he has a wife and son at home, the number of visits has become less and less in the past two years."

Hearing this, Xiang Ange felt a little more sympathy in his heart, followed the head nurse in, saw the people on the hospital bed, and froze there.

The head nurse looked at the person on the bed, with a bit of a sigh in her eyes. His mother was so helpful to him back then, but now that the child is alive or dead, what she can help is to take care of him more.

When the head nurse came back to her senses and spoke, Xiang Ange had returned to normal, so she naturally didn't notice: "He has been lying down, and his body muscles have begun to atrophy, please take care of it, if it works, money is not a problem .”

Not to mention that she is willing to pay for it herself, the nurse's fee thrown from the child's family is enough to pay.

He nodded to Ange and said, "Then I'll try."

After saying this, he didn't hesitate, walked over to check his body first, and saw that he was indeed unconscious, there seemed to be blood congestion in his brain, and his limbs were also blocked, so he felt a little bit of pain in his heart. Sub-bottom.

The head nurse saw that he started to massage skillfully, much more professional than ordinary nurses, but nodded, watched for a while before closing the door and going out.

When the head nurse left, Xiang Ange couldn't wait to ask, "Zijin, why is this person so similar to you?"

It turned out that I was surprised by Ange just now, but it was because the patient on the bed was [-] to [-] percent similar to Zijin. If it wasn't for the person on the bed who described him as haggard and ignorant, I'm afraid it would have been more.

Zi Jin in the Fortune Pearl was also a little surprised. He was very sure that he had absolutely no blood back then, but he was born an orphan, so it might not be certain if any blood relatives were still alive.

Hearing Zijin's words, Xiang Ange felt a little relieved. Just now, he had a strange guess, for example, Zijin didn't die at all, but his soul left his body, and he didn't know it. Listen to what he said now I understand, I don't know whether to feel relieved that he won't leave me, or disappointed that he can't become a living person.

After watching it for a long time, Xiang Ange felt that the person on the bed was far inferior to Zijin. Zijin's appearance was indeed outstanding. He forgot to blink when he saw it for the first time, but what was even more outstanding was his temperament.But even if the person on the bed had his eyes closed, there was a lingering hostility between his brows, which made people feel unhappy.

Although the person on the bed was definitely not Zijin, looking at such a similar face, Xiang An inevitably became a little more careful, and even the one who was doing the massage was more attentive.Every time he thinks that this Zijin-like person has turned into a vegetable and can only lie motionless on the bed, he feels a little sympathetic.

Seeing him like this, Zijin felt amused and moved, but looked at the person on the bed through his eyes, and he was also a little surprised when he saw this. It turned out that the person on the bed had a special face, which was somewhat similar to him back then. Looking at it again, Zijin couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. This person's soul is no longer there.

What is the concept that the soul is no longer, what is lying on the bed is a shell, and there is no possibility of waking up forever.This kind of body was tailor-made for him, the best material for seizing the body, even Zijin felt a little excited at this moment, if he could seize the body, he would be able to have the world of living people again.

It's just that this kind of thought is just fleeting, like a stone falling into the water and disappearing without a trace, Zijin sighed slightly, he actually prefers to have a living body and walk in this world. Staying in the Fortune Pearl, you can be with this person forever, quietly watching him live happily and peacefully.

If he leaves, will the world of the two of them go further and further apart again? Thinking of that possibility, the temptation of owning a body seems to become less attractive.

Xiang Ange didn't know Zijin's whirling thoughts, he pressed it for an hour seriously, until his head was covered with sweat, then he stopped, pressing his pulse, I don't know if it was a psychological effect , seems to be better.

Numerous treatment plans flashed through Ange's mind, including needles on the head to make the blood go away, but with his current skills, he really dare not do it, and he is not qualified to do it.

But before leaving, he took a look at the medical records in the bed, and he was surprised: "Here, Zijin, he, his name is also Zijin."

The name of the person on the bed is Gongzi Jin. Gong is a very special surname, and there are not many people in China.Xiang Ange almost thought that this person was Zijin's relative from 500 years ago, but Zijin said helplessly, "My original name is Chang Yuan, Zijin is my name, and my name is Ziwei Zhenren."

Xiang Ange was taken aback for a moment, then touched his nose a little funny, and said, "That's true, but it's too coincidental, it's also a kind of fate."

It was indeed too coincidental, even Zijin thought that this body was prepared for him. Before he left, he couldn't help but glance at the person on the bed, trying to resist the desire to take it away.

It wasn't until he returned to school that Xiang Ange suddenly remembered that Young Master Jin, the Gongjia, isn't that the Gongjia that Mr. Jin and Mr. Qian talked about, and the patient on the bed is the young master of the Gongjia, the old man of the two old men. His son, and then thinking of his biological mother's early death and his stepmother being a bad stubble, I couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity in my heart.