Discharge and go home!]
The exclamation mark was very conspicuous. When Zheng Ren saw it, he did not feel gratified. Instead, his heart skipped a beat. Then, some indescribable emotions lingered in his heart.
According to his judgment, the little boy should only have about three months to live.
However, all she said was that her condition had improved and she was looking forward to going back to school. This was what Zheng Ren thought was abnormal.
He looked at the message from 12 minutes ago, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
After a moment of hesitation, he tapped on the phone screen a few times, opened the chat interface, and typed a line of words.
[Are you alright?]
Four simple words with no punctuation marks. Zheng Ren's finger hovered over the send button for a long time.
"Boss Zheng, why didn't you read today?" Lin Yuan asked from the side.
Zheng Ren raised his head and smiled at Lin Yuan. "I'm chatting with a kid."
"A minor patient? You met her in Sea City, right? "
Zheng Ren did not explain in detail to Lin Yuan. He wore a habitual smile on his face, as if the whole world would become more docile and kind when he did so.
There was nothing to hesitate about. His gaze returned to his phone and he pressed the send button.
Zheng Ren looked at the four words he had sent and waited quietly.
As for what they were waiting for, he had no idea.
Perhaps it was a piece of news.
Perhaps it was a reply.
Perhaps there were many "maybe" s.
But most likely, there wouldn't be any reply.
"Boss Zheng, the Nobel Prize will be judged in a few days. The results should be announced. Are you nervous?" Lin Yuan chatted with Zheng Ren as he wrote the medical record.
Gao Shaojie paused for a moment. He pricked up his ears and listened to Boss Zheng's answer seriously.
From the analysis of all the signs, Gao Shaojie believed that Su Yun's 50/50 chance was not an impossible task. However, as the day gradually approached, he began to feel a little nervous. However, Boss Zheng was young and mature, so he could not see the slightest change.
He was as calm as a mountain. Every day, he only carried out normal medical treatment and broadcast surgeries. His emotions never seemed to fluctuate.
Although he had doubts in his heart, Gao Shaojie did not dare to ask. He quietly waited for Zheng Ren's answer, trying to find some answers from his words.
However, Zheng Ren did not say anything. His phone vibrated and his eyebrows furrowed.
[Who are you?]
A reply appeared in front of Zheng Ren.
[I'm a doctor from the 912. We met at the entrance of the ultrasound room half a year ago. Do you still remember me?]
[You … Where are you? Can I see you?]
[Department of Interventional Medicine, doctor's office.]
After Zheng Ren replied, the chat interface on the phone went silent. The little boy on the other side of the phone stopped talking. In fact, Zheng Ren had a feeling that the person on the other side of the phone was not the little boy himself.
His tone was different, completely different from the child in Zheng Ren's memory.
Zheng Ren stood up and walked to the door of the doctor's office.
He squinted at the entrance of the ward. There were people coming and going. Zheng Ren hoped that he could see the little boy's figure.
Even if the System Panel was blood-red, even if the System Panel was pale and bloodless, as long as he was still alive.
As a doctor, he was used to seeing life and death, but he could not be torn apart by the great power between life and death. It was difficult, too difficult, to do this.
Even Zheng Ren, who had the System, could not do it.
Su Yun always mocked him for being like an ostrich. Zheng Ren felt that he was not an ostrich, but an injured wild wolf. In the dead of the night, he licked the wounds in his heart alone in the System space. He did not want to affect his work the next day.
Day after day, month after month, year after year.
Some people ran away, some people faced it head-on. No matter what choice he made, it was not bad.
Just as his imagination was running wild, a hoarse voice asked, "Doctor, were you talking on QQ just now?"
As expected … Zheng Ren's heart sank.
There was a middle-aged woman standing beside him. She was not at all the charming woman in her thirties that Zheng Ren remembered.
The woman's hair was messy. A few strands of hair were messily stuck to her cheeks, with some gray color. The sun shone on the woman's face from behind Zheng Ren. The gray in the mottled light and dark could not be dispelled.
It had only been half a year. How did it become like this? In fact, Zheng Ren already knew the answer, but he did not want to think about it.
He nodded. Zheng Ren's lips moved slightly, but he did not make a sound.
The woman looked at Zheng Ren. She vaguely knew him. She habitually wanted to smile to express her respect for the doctor and gratitude to the person who had been thinking about her child.
However, the smile did not appear at all. The corner of her mouth twitched twice. There was a dead gray in her eyes, and there was no spirit.
They looked at each other for a few seconds. The woman used her hand to smooth the strands of hair to her ear.
Her hair was gray, and her eyes were gray. Her entire body was gray, which was incompatible with the afternoon sun.
"Thank you." The woman bowed deeply. Her movements were slow and stiff.
"You're welcome. Please come in," Zheng Ren said softly.
"No," the woman said. "I still have to go through the discharge procedures."
"The child …" Zheng Ren asked softly.
"There's no treatment." The woman's tone was a little strange. Zheng Ren was 40% confused, 30% unwilling, 20% relieved, and 10% indifferent.
Zheng Ren did not know whether it was because of the drama in his heart or something else, but he could hear such complicated emotions in an instant.
He did not say anything. He just quietly looked at the woman who had aged 20 years in half a year. Her life had changed from colorful to gray. He could not empathize with what she had experienced in the middle.
"The child has suffered too much," the woman said faintly. "He's very strong. I know he wants to accompany me. There's no need. We're going to spend the rest of our time looking at the sun, the grass, and quietly chatting. "
Her words were very scattered, like sand in an hourglass falling to the ground. There was no way to pick it up.
However, Zheng Ren understood what she meant. This was the last time they could be together. She did not want to waste it in endless painful treatment.
When he was in Sea City General Hospital, Zheng Ren had seen many patients who had given up on resuscitation. Sometimes, he even had to persuade the patient's family that this kind of diagnosis and treatment was a bottomless pit that could not be filled. They had to act according to their capabilities.
In the end, there was a high probability that both the person and the money would be lost. If the other person was not retained, the family would not be able to live.
However, looking at the woman in front of him, Zheng Ren could not say a word.
"My tears have dried up, but there's really no other way now," the woman said softly. The woman said softly, "I came to see you because I want to see everyone who has interacted with him. I want to preserve every memory."
As she said that, the woman bowed deeply again. "Thank you, doctor. Thank you for still thinking about him. Don't worry, he won't be lonely. "
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