Yan Chen's essays actually have a somewhat diary-like feel. Most of them record what happened on that day. Although he sometimes counts the crosses hastily, it can basically show his mood at that time.

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But it is not difficult to see that Yan Chen's heart does not seem to be as happy as on the surface. Although he always has a pair of smiling eyes, Ji Ruoyu somewhat understands why he attacks every editor. It is just because he is too

I'm lonely, my world is so boring.

And he delayed the manuscript again and again, probably just to let more other voices in his world. Ji Ruoyu saw this sentence, "Sometimes when you stay alone for a long time, you feel like you can't even speak.

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She suddenly understood why Yan Chen only wrote a few hundred words to herself every day. He just wanted someone to go over and urge him on his manuscript every day, so that there would be more voices in his world besides his own.

"When I saw that the suffix after my name on the search engine was a contemporary male idol writer, I wanted to tear my face to pieces. Being too good looking is a burden. Am I jealous of talents?"

Seeing this, Ji Ruoyu couldn't help but laugh softly.

Over the course of the morning, she read Yan Chen's manuscript carefully, and organized the words he had written for this issue into documents. After completing these tasks, she stretched slightly.

When I went to the toilet, I called the number of the driving instructor that Lu Feifan sent me. After chatting about the details, I made an appointment to take the traffic regulations test. Then I returned to the office and started doing that on the page.

A kind of simulated traffic regulations test questions.

These are all common sense questions. After doing it for the first time, I almost passed the line, and I couldn't help but feel a little happy.

When he was about to get off work at noon, Ji Ruoyu made a habitual call to Lu Qingfan. If no one answered, it meant that he was not finished with work, so he could take care of lunch himself.

However, the call was made, but the voice on the other end was not Lu Qingfan, "Who are you?"

She asked doubtfully and heard a clear male voice on the other end, "Master, my name is Zhu Jiang."

Ji Ruoyu immediately remembered the doctor's face, and then smiled and said, "It's you, hello. Isn't Qingfan here?"

"Teacher, I'll be right away...Teacher, my wife's phone number."

Ji Ruoyu heard Zhu Jiang say this on the other end, and then the familiar voice of Lu Qingfan came over, "Are you getting off work soon? I'll be here soon."

"Well, don't worry, drive slower." Ji Ruoyu would always ask him to drive slower, and it has almost become a habit.

After hanging up Ji Ruoyu's phone, Lu Qingfan raised his hand and pressed his temples, and said to Zhu Jiang beside him, "I won't be here in the afternoon. Please pay more attention to the patients in the fifteenth bed. If there is an emergency, please go to the director first and then

Call me right away."

Zhu Jiang naturally understood that the patients in the fifteen beds mentioned by Lu Qingfan were all terminally ill patients transferred from the oncology department who were unwilling to give up treatment and wanted surgery.

In fact, surgery is no longer possible, and the current critical condition of these patients is simply not suitable for surgery. The body cannot bear the trauma caused by surgery. Conservative treatment can make the remaining time easier, but the attitude of the family members is different.

It was extremely bad. I always felt that the hospital wanted to give up on the patient and was unwilling to work hard on treatment. It even abused Lu Qingfan, saying that he thought the operation was risky and was unwilling to ruin his reputation.

It was precisely because of the attitude of his family members that Lu Qingfan decided not to come in the afternoon. Just now, it was because those family members kept arguing with him in the ward that he asked Zhu Jiang to go outside to answer Ji Ruoyu's call.

But when it came to the patients in the fifteen beds, Zhu Jiang also had a headache. "The operation has no effect at all. Why not make the remaining days easier? Post-operative recovery is already very painful."

Lu Qingfan shook his head, "The family always hopes for active treatment. They are already in the advanced stage. Conservative treatment is actually just waiting for death. The eagerness for surgery is just to give themselves more hope. They don't understand this either.

Post-operative recovery, whether the surgery can bring about effects, etc., I always feel that the surgery can have some effect, this is the mentality of the family members."

"Teacher, in this case, you don't really plan to have surgery, do you?"

Zhu Jiang's words made Lu Qingfan frown tightly again. It was already in an advanced stage and the lesions had spread. In this case, the operation was actually nothing more than pushing it on the table, opening it, and then sewing it up after being helpless.

So he sighed softly, "If the family members have strong wishes, I can only do my best to achieve the effect of the operation. The oncology department sent them here like a plague, and I can't let anyone push them back. Now everyone

All the indications are unstable. Once all the indications are stable, let’s do the surgery.”

Zhu Jiang frowned tightly. As a teacher, he knew very well that his medical skills were absolutely unparalleled. Although he was only the deputy director, he performed a surgery even better than Director Jiang. It was just this surgery.

, it really doesn’t make much sense whether you do it or not.

But Lu Qingfan suddenly thought of the colleague gathering that Ji Ruoyu mentioned. Yes, there is also this one. He paused, frowned slightly, and said to Zhu Jiang, "I have something to do the day after tomorrow. If I happen to be there on this day,

All the indications are stable and it's time for surgery. Just talk to Director Jiang and let him do the surgery."

After saying this, Lu Qingfan changed his clothes and took his mobile phone to pick up Ji Ruoyu.

Although Zhu Jiang agreed, he knew clearly in his heart that Director Jiang... has always been a conservative person. I am afraid that he would not want to take the risks of this operation. After all, as long as he is a doctor, no one wants to do it himself.

Someone died there.

It's hard to tell for such a critically ill patient, and it's very likely that he won't be able to get off the stage.

Ji Ruoyu naturally didn't know what was going on with Lu Qingfan, and the two of them had a tacit understanding. Under normal circumstances, they didn't discuss each other's work, and they learned to specialize.

When they got off work at noon, Ji Ruoyu and Wu Fang went downstairs together. Wu Fang was all dressed up again. Although she usually dressed up beautifully every day, it was not difficult to see that she had dressed up more deliberately today.

When they were in the elevator, Wu Fang said to Ji Ruoyu, "Ruoyu, I'll let you meet my boyfriend later."

Ji Ruoyu was stunned. Didn't this girl just fall out of love not long ago? How long has it been? She has a new partner?

Just as he was wondering, he looked at Wu Fang's sweet expression and said, "I think I'm a little stuck this time. I think I've really found my Mr. Right. Let me tell you,
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