Salted Toffee

Seven years later.

In the No.1 People's Hospital of Yuanzhou City, Zhu Yu just finished an operation.

He signed the case and recorded the time.

This operation was very successful. Director Meng of the Cardiac Surgery Department performed the operation, and the risks were almost negligible.

This is Zhu Yu's second operation today. After five hours, everything went according to the procedure.

Zhu Yu walked out of the operating room, lowered his eyes and turned on the tap to wash his hands.

The cold water flows gently, falling from the wrist between the fingers.

The surgical instruments made a crisp sound when they collided, and he cleaned them one by one and placed them neatly.

The dark green surgical gown has short sleeves and a pointed collar, and the mask tie is tied behind his head. Zhu Yu's face was originally small, but now it is covered with only a pair of eyes.

His eyes were slightly red from staying up late, and his downcast eyes revealed a little tiredness.

He looked up at the clock, it was 10:[-] in the afternoon, [-] minutes before he got off work.

This time card is really good.

The foam hole shoes kicked open the induction door, and Zhu Yu took the case to change clothes.

A simple black turtleneck sweater, plus a doctor's standard white coat.

The room temperature in the hospital is constant, and even though it is mid-winter in February, a single piece of clothing is not very cold.

He fastened the button, checked the badge, finally took the case, and went back to the office to deal with the follow-up work.

After working for about ten minutes, the phone screen on the table lit up, showing an unread message.

Zhu Yu swiped open the lock screen, and the other party noted that his name was Lin Wei.

- Are you off work?I'm downstairs in the hospital, let's eat together?

Zhu Yu's thumb was hanging in the air, he was silent for a moment, and then sent a "good" word.

-Thank you for your kindness to the doctor.

Zhu Yu put down his cell phone, and just got up to get his coat when the landline phone on the table rang.

When the phone in the hospital rang, there was definitely something wrong.

He sat back on the stool and picked up the phone.

On the other end of the phone was his mentor's voice: "Are you gone?"

"No," Zhu Yu said in a calm voice, "Teacher, tell me."

"A patient was sent to the emergency department, and now he is going to be sent to do a bridge."

Zhu Yu suddenly understood: "Okay, I will prepare now."

The patient came to the emergency room, went through internal and external consultations, and was sent directly to the operating room. It was probably a sudden attack.

Zhu Yu took a look at the medical records. Fortunately, the patient just came to the hospital for an examination a few days ago, and now he can be sent to the hospital in time for emergency treatment.

He quickly washed his face, got up and went to the operating room again.

Before the patient was delivered, Zhu Yu went in and changed his clothes first.

"Doctor Zhu, are you off work?" A colleague walked by and asked him.

Zhu Yu looked up and saw that the other party was Pei Xi, who had just arrived at the hospital this year.

"A patient was sent to the emergency department."

He lowered his head to change his shoes, then took out a mask from the cabinet, and tied it behind his head with his hands.

"Mr. Meng's one?" Pei Xi talked to him with a serious expression, "There have been a lot of major operations recently."

Zhu Yu didn't continue talking, just nodded slightly, then turned and left.

After he left, Pei Xi rubbed her arms, turned to another colleague and said, "I'll go, it's so cold."

"The entire department knows that he doesn't talk much, so you still go over to chat with him," the man curled his lips, "You should put your hot face on your cold ass!"

Pei Xi shook her head: "Do you know what this is?"

"What is it?" asked the colleague.

"Above the peak," Pei Xi exaggerated, "Lonely seeking defeat."

The colleague snorted: "Isn't it?"

"Why not? When I saw Dr. Zhu's resume, my jaw almost fell to the floor. The college entrance examination is the top three in the province, a prestigious school with a bachelor's degree and a Ph. After studying for seven years plus one year, the doctoral degree certificates are complete!"

Pei Xi's eyes were shining brightly, like a little fanboy: "Isn't this enough?!"

"I'm going, so powerful?" Colleagues were also stunned, "Then why is he here? Are outstanding young people going to the countryside to help the poor?"

"I don't know," Pei Xi shrugged, "Maybe my family is here?"

The two chattered out of the operating room, and happened to meet the patient who was being pushed to the operating room in the elevator.

"This is probably Teacher Meng's one?" Pei Xi guessed.

"It's so miserable," the other person shook his head, "I have to work overtime again."

In the operating room, Zhu Yu was standing inside the door, and continued to look at the patient's case while the patient was still alive.

The patient is an elderly woman who lives in Yuanzhou, has a history of coronary heart disease and has high triglycerides.

I just came to the hospital for a checkup a few days ago. I was hospitalized for observation for a few days, and went back after nothing happened.

It is estimated that these few days are during the Chinese New Year, and within a few days after returning home, he suddenly fell ill and was rushed to the hospital.

Zhu Yu flipped through the pages one by one, and finally stopped at the signature of the family members.

The slightly familiar font stunned him, and his brain stopped for a moment, and he didn't read the specific bytes of the signature until a few seconds later.

Fu, Ci, Zhou.

"squeak--"

The side sliding door of the operating room opened from the outside, Zhu Yu subconsciously raised his head and looked outside the door.

The patient was lying on the cart and was sent directly to the operating room. A familiar face came into his sight. Fu Cizhou frowned and appeared in front of him unexpectedly.

At that moment, Zhu Yu's heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible palm. The impact was too powerful for him to deal with it immediately.

"mom!"

Fu Beibei, who was crying into tears, was stopped outside the operating room, and Zhong Yan stood aside to support her, comforting her uncontrollably.

"Is the operating table empty?"

"One just got off."

Zhu Yufei blinked quickly when the conversation among colleagues rang in his ears, and then turned back to the first page of the case on his hands with his head lowered.

"I wish..." Fu Cizhou froze in place, but only read out a surname.

Even though the mask covered almost the entire face of the other party, Fu Cizhou could still remember those exposed eyes no matter what.

The doctors handed over the surgery in front of the car, and Zhu Yu seemed to come to his senses and walked over to hand over the medical records.

He followed the cart and turned into the operating room, but suddenly turned his head after taking two steps.

"Xiaozhou? What's the matter?" Zhong Yan asked beside Fu Cizhou.

The waiting hall outside the operating room was dimly lit, but the operating room was as bright as day.

Not more than ten meters away, but it seems that life and death are separated, unreachable.

"Grumble-"

The car accident was driving on a smooth surface, and Zhu Yu looked away at the last moment.

With a soft "squeak", the door was closed.

Fu Cizhou watched the other party turn his head away, and the sensor door finally closed.

His voice was so low that no one could hear him except himself.

"Congratulations..."

The few hours of waiting for the operation were very painful. Fu Cizhou was in such a state of confusion that he sat on a chair and turned the switch of his mobile phone to and fro.

After a while, Fu Yanting also rushed over.

It's no use just rushing here, I'm still waiting outside.

Fu Beibei was still crying, and after a while her husband also came.

Fu Cizhou became a little upset when there were too many people. The eyes he saw the moment the operating room door closed just now must be Zhu Yu.

For so many years, I don't know whether it is Fu Yanting who is behind the scenes, or Zhu Yu himself is avoiding.

Since Fu Cizhou returned to China, he traveled all over the cities near Nanhuai Yuanzhou, and kept in touch with all his high school classmates. Even so, he couldn't find a trace of Zhu Yu.

It was as if the world had evaporated, and even the original compound was sold and replaced with a new owner.

For seven whole years, Zhu Yu disappeared completely.

Fu Cizhou bowed and rubbed his face with his hands. He wanted to check the doctor's profile in the hospital, but his grandma was still being rescued, so he was not in the mood.

The two kinds of anxiety and boredom collided together and became a depression that could explode at the touch of a button.

The door of the operating room opened, and the waiting people all stood up and stepped forward.

Pushed out was a man with a breathing mask on his face.

The doctor following him read the patient's name aloud, and after a while someone slowly walked over.

Fu Beibei couldn't help crying again, Fu Cizhou turned his face to one side, feeling restless.

"Doctor Lin, are you looking for Dr. Zhu again?"

In the corridor not far away, Fu Cizhou heard such a question.

He couldn't hear it clearly in the noisy room, but the surname was pronounced clearly, which caught his attention.

"Yeah, I just made an appointment for dinner, but I didn't see anyone for a long time, so I came up to take a look."

Fu Cizhou walked towards the corridor expressionlessly, and saw a tall man in a windbreaker.

"I wish the doctor had an extra bed operation." Pei Xi spread his hands helplessly, "You know, work overtime."

"Oh," Lin Wei also sighed, "This man is really, he didn't tell me a word."

"I probably forgot," Pei Xi scratched her head with a smile, "I didn't get much attention when I talked to Dr. Zhu."

"He treats everyone like that," Lin Wei raised his eyebrows, "Now he is much friendlier."

"What's the name of Doctor Zhu?" Fu Cizhou stood beside them and asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Pei Xi turned around and saw Fu Cizhou, and immediately answered him enthusiastically, "It's Dr. Zhu Yu."

"I wish... Zhu Yu." Fu Cizhou hadn't heard this name for a long time, and was even a little dazed at that moment.

Lin Wei noticed the slight change in Fu Cizhou's expression, and looked him up and down calmly.

Fu Cizhou looked at Lin Wei, and the eyes of the two men collided in the air.

For some reason, Lin Wei keenly sensed the sudden hostility from the other party.

"Do you know Zhu Yu?" With a standard smile on his face, he seemed to be calm and unrestrained.

Fu Cizhou didn't answer his question: "Who are you?"

"My name is Lin Wei, and I'm Zhu Yu's friend." Lin Wei smiled and took out a business card from his wallet and handed it over, "You can contact me anytime if you have anything to do."

Fu Cizhou looked down at the business card handed over by the other party.

Black lettering on a white background, simple and elegant.

But he didn't pick it up right away.

Best wishes to my friends.

It wasn't Yuan Yixia, nor Wang Ying, but a friend Fu Cizhou didn't know.

Lin Wei's hand hung in the air for a moment, and then turned his fingertips, intending to withdraw it.

Fu Cizhou pinched the business card at the last moment and took it over.

Pei Xi watched from the side, feeling that this stranger's attitude towards Dr. Lin was not so friendly.

At the very least, after someone handed over the business card, do a simple self-introduction!

But Fu Cizhou didn't say anything.

He casually squeezed the business card into his palm, turned and left.

Lin Wei looked at the figure from behind, paused for a while, and suddenly called out a name.

"Fu Cizhou."

Fu Cizhou's body froze, he turned around in surprise, his eyes were full of shock that couldn't be concealed.

"Hey..." Lin Wei sighed softly, and couldn't help but lean back a little in surprise, "Really?"

"Do you know Dr. Lin?" Pei Xi felt that the two people's words were encrypted, and she couldn't understand them at all.

Fu Cizhou clenched his five fingers and crumpled the business card.

"squeak--"

The door of the operating room opened again.

"Fu Cizhou, are you there?"

Fu Cizhou was startled, it was Zhu Yu's voice.

He hurried to the door of the operating room.

Passing through a slightly dense crowd, I finally saw a man in a dark green surgical suit standing by the door of the operating room.

"Zhao Fengnian's family?" Zhu Yu looked at the notice with lowered eyes, deliberately avoiding Fu Cizhou's gaze.

Fu Cizhou clenched his teeth, suppressing his trembling voice: "Yes."

"The patient's condition is not very good, and he may not be able to make it through." Wearing a mask, he finished reading the passage without any ups and downs. "Now, the critical illness notice is issued. If the family members express their understanding, sign here."

Zhu Yu's finger pointed at a horizontal line in the lower right corner, and handed the other party a ballpoint pen.

Fu Cizhou was a little dazed, his eyes fixed on the piece of paper, and he took the notice slowly.

"Doctor," Fu Yanting asked anxiously standing aside, "What's going on now..."

However, when Zhu Yu raised his eyes to meet his, Fu Yanting's questioning stopped abruptly.

Zhu Yu took back the signed notice and lowered his eyelashes again.

He continued to answer mechanically just now, talking to the few people waiting outside the door.

"We will actively rescue and hope the family members can cooperate."