What was his next step?
The middle-aged man thought about it and said with some longing, "I know that I don't have many years left to live, so I hope that I can do more good deeds while I'm alive to make up for the sins I committed in the past. I hope to help more people."
"I will continue to make money and donate to those children who have no money to go to school and those who are sick. They are the hope of the future of society and also my hope."
Fang Qiu did not speak again and continued to treat in silence.
Although there was not much emotional fluctuation on the surface, he was deeply touched in his heart.
People could be evil or good.
Good and evil were between one's thoughts.
Good was a force from the heart. It could bear everything and change everything. Even the worst land could bloom the most beautiful flowers, as long as there was good!
Like a lotus growing out of the mud!
Like a Buddha growing out of Saha!
As long as the heart was good, no one could stop it!
But how many people went astray because of a wrong thought. They prayed that these people would be good and repent.
The middle-aged man continued to tell.
Fang Qiu continued to treat quickly.
Soon.
He stopped.
"All right."
Taking a deep breath, Fang Qiu said, "Your spine has been completely restored, but in the next month, you must take good care of yourself and don't move."
"I have a cheap life. I don't have time to rest."
Climbing up, the middle-aged man shook his head with a smile and said, "Thank you, doctor."
As he said, he bent his waist and bowed deeply to Fang Qiu.
"And thank you for helping those poor students in the mountain area."
Fang Qiu immediately took a step back and bowed deeply to him.
"Alas …"
Fang Qiu's action, startled the middle-aged man.
He hurriedly said with some fear, "That's what I should do. How dare I accept your gratitude."
Fang Qiu smiled.
"Well."
Looking at the middle-aged man, he said, "The treatment fee is waived."
As he spoke, he took out 50 yuan from the drawer of the desk and handed it to the man.
"That's not good."
The man shook his head quickly and said, "It's reasonable to pay for medical treatment. Thank you!"
After that, he turned to leave.
"Can you give me your contact information?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"I don't have any contact information."
The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly.
"Where do you live?"
Fang Qiu asked.
"I live … I live in the Bridge of Light in the west of the city."
Fang Qiu was shocked.
Bridge opening?
He did not expect that the other party would actually live under the bridge. After working so hard for three years to earn 150,000 yuan, he did not even have a place to live. He would rather live under the bridge than spend a few hundred yuan a month to rent a place.
Yet, he donated every single cent he had.
For some unknown reason …
Fang Qiu's heart suddenly surged with a trace of inexplicable sorrow and shock.
"Alright, I'll visit you when I have time."
Fearing that the other party would feel embarrassed, Fang Qiu could only force a smile and said.
"No need, no need, my place is too dirty …"
The middle-aged man quickly waved his hand and said, "That place is not suitable for you, and I don't have anything to see. I know you are a good person, thank you."
With that, he turned around and left.
He stood in front of the consultation table.
Looking at the back of the middle-aged man leaving, Fang Qiu was silent for a long time.
Today.
This middle-aged man had taught him a lesson.
A soul-stirring class!
In the waiting area.
"Kacha …"
As the door of Fang Qiu's consulting room opened, Han Zhen and the intern, who had been sitting in the waiting area, immediately looked up.
Reflected in their eyes.
It was a middle-aged man dressed in rags and was a little dirty.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this person, Han Zhen was stunned at first, but then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In his opinion.
This patient was either a tramp who picked up rags or a bottom-level worker.
This kind of person should not know how to vote.
And did not know how to vote.
His heart skipped a beat.
Han Zhen immediately turned his head and cast a look at the intern next to him, asking him to follow up and see if the patient would vote for Fang Qiu.
Received instructions.
The intern immediately got up and walked into the same elevator as the patient.
Three minutes later.
The elevator arrived.
The intern smiled and trotted all the way to Han Zhen, whispering happily in his ear, "He didn't vote. That tramp didn't know about voting at all and left the hospital directly."
Han Zhen smiled.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He won!
His heart, which had been hanging in the balance, was finally at ease.
Although it was a bit unfair, a win was a win. What he wanted was the result, not the process.
"Let's go."
Han Zhen got up and glanced at Fang Qiu's consulting room with a smile, ready to leave.
The intern nodded with a smile.
"Aren't you going to see Dr. Xiao Fang?"
Cao Ze, who had been waiting beside him, asked curiously.
"No."
Han Zhen shook his head and smiled proudly, "The result has been decided. I won't be an eyesore. After all, Dr. Xiao Fang has lost. If I go, he will inevitably be embarrassed. It's better not to go."
Cao Ze raised his eyebrows.
He was a little unhappy.
Why did his words sound so shameless?
Although he personally did not care about the result between Han Zhen and Fang Qiu, Fang Qiu represented the orthopedics department on the seventh floor after all. Han Zhen's words not only mocked Fang Qiu but also the orthopedics department. As a member of the orthopedics department, Cao Ze was very unhappy, but he could not say much. After all, there was still a gap between his identity and Han Zhen's.
"Let's go."
Han Zhen turned around with a smile.
The intern doctor followed behind him obediently.
But at this moment.
"Ding —"
The sound of the elevator came.
Before the two of them reached the elevator, the elevator door opened.
The next moment.
A group of people rushed out of the elevator.
The leader was a middle-aged man in an old suit who looked quite spirited.
This person was holding a yellow embroidered flag on a red background.
"Where is Dr. Xiao Fang?"
Bumping into Han Zhen and the intern head-on, the leader asked eagerly, "Has he left?"
The two of them were stunned.
On the side.
Cao Ze immediately came forward and said, "What do you want to see Dr. Xiao Fang for?"
His eyes glanced at the banner over there.
"Tell me first, has Dr. Xiao Fang left?"
The middle-aged man looked at Cao Ze anxiously and asked.
"Not yet."
Replied Cao Ze.
"That's good."
The middle-aged man in the lead immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Behind him, the seven or eight people also laughed.
"Fortunately, he made it."
"Yeah, I thought Dr. Xiao Fang had left."
"Dr. Xiao Fang is so dedicated."
The group of people laughed and talked.
Here.
Cao Ze glanced at the crowd carefully. The more he looked, the more familiar he felt. He asked uncertainly, "You are all drivers who came to see the doctor this afternoon, right?"
Everyone nodded.
Cao Ze's gaze once again fell on the banner in the leader's hand.
He was shocked.
Could it be that these people came to send the banner to Fang Qiu?
Not only Cao Ze.
Han Zhen beside him also thought of this.
He was not stupid.
These people came for Fang Qiu and they were holding the banner in their hands. The situation was already very obvious.
Thinking that Fang Qiu had only been on the job for a few days and someone actually sent him a banner, Han Zhen's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Here.
Fang Qiu was lost in thought in the consulting room for a long time before he gently exhaled, took off his white coat, and walked out.
Just out of the consulting room.
Fang Qiu stopped his steps.
Looking ahead, there were so many people in the waiting area in the middle of the corridor. He suddenly became confused.
"Dr. Xiao Fang came out!"
A shout came from the crowd.
Whoosh!
This group of drivers immediately turned around and surrounded Fang Qiu excitedly.
"This is?"
Looking at this group of people, Fang Qiu was a little hesitant.
"Dr. Xiao Fang, it's great that you haven't left yet! We finally caught up with you in a hurry! "
The leader walked up to Fang Qiu and said with a smile, "We're here to send you a silk banner to thank you for curing our illness."
"I'm a doctor. It's my duty to treat patients. It's what I should do."
Fang Qiu said politely.
"This is not the same!"
The leader immediately shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "There are so many doctors in the world. We old drivers have been suffering from occupational diseases for many years and no one has been able to cure us. But Dr. Xiao Fang, you are different. You really have great skills and you really care about us patients. We admire you and thank you!"
"Yes, Dr. Xiao Fang, you are a good doctor!"
"It's the first time I met such a good doctor like you, Dr. Xiao Fang."
"For so many years, I have been to so many hospitals but they couldn't cure me. You cured me with just one treatment. Your medical skills are really good. Just accept the banner!"
A group of people echoed one after another.
It made Fang Qiu a little embarrassed.
It was the first time for him to experience such a scene.
"Dr. Xiao Fang, please accept it!"
The leading middle-aged man raised the silk banner in his hand and handed it to Fang Qiu, saying, "On behalf of all the old drivers in Jiangjing, I present you this silk banner to thank you for curing our illness."
"This …"
Fang Qiu pondered for a moment.
For a moment, he didn't know whether he should accept it or not.
"Dr. Xiao Fang, we specially went to plant this banner. We didn't rush to get it and it's beyond your time to get off work. I didn't expect that you didn't leave. This is the will of God. You must accept this banner."
"You must accept it."
"If you don't accept it, who else in the world dares to accept the banner?"
"Yes, Dr. Xiao Fang, you must accept it."
Everyone came forward to speak.
Cao Ze on the side looked anxious for Fang Qiu.
"They are kind enough to send a banner. Why don't you accept it?"
"I won't accept it. Moreover, it's so good-looking and dignified to hang it in the consulting room!"
However, this time he was really convinced.
"What does it mean when someone sends a banner?"
"This is not only the recognition of medical skills, but also the recognition of medical ethics!"
"The most important thing is."
"How old is Fang Qiu?"
"Moreover, he is not a formal doctor, just an assistant physician."
"When he is in school and working part-time in the hospital, someone sends a banner. This can be regarded as a miracle!"
"How many people in the hospital can do it?"
"At least, Cao Ze has never seen one."
"The best one is an intern nurse who got a thank-you letter from a patient, which spread in the hospital and got a great commendation."
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