Ruimin had been working for the past two days. Whenever he saw someone, he would touch his eyes and complain that his eyes hurt. His painful look made no one believe that he was just faking it. Two days later, Ruimin rubbed his eyes and faced the man who came to take over the high-speed railway pillar.

He said, "Tie Zhu, I can't stand it any more. I have to take a few days off to have my eyes checked."

"Is it that serious?" Gao Tiezhu took away Ruimin's hand covering his eyes, "Look up and let me take a look."

Ruimin had rubbed his eyes until they were red, and his eyelashes were messily stuck to his eyelids. He raised his face and half-squinted his eyes to Gao Tiezhu, "It hurts so much that I don't even dare to turn my eyes, and I can't see anything now."

I can’t see clearly either, and I’m afraid I’ll go blind if I don’t look.”

Ruimin's eyesight was not good to begin with, and he no longer pretended to have good eyesight today. Through the gap, Gao Tiezhu could clearly see that Ruimin's eyes were red, and his eyes were still blurry, as if he couldn't see the light. He nodded.

, "It's quite serious. You have to go and take a closer look."

"Then I'll go find Director Ding to ask for leave." After Ruimin said that, he packed up his things and left.

"Can you do it? How about I help you over?" Although Gao Tiezhu didn't like Ruimin, as a co-worker, he still cared about Ruimin.

"No need, I can do it." Ruimin covered his eyes and waved his hand.

In Ruimin's eyes, officials are higher than him, a commoner with a flat head. He has an innate sense of awe. He stood at the door of Director Ding's office and hesitated for a moment. Ruimin rubbed his eyes even redder.

Then I mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

"Please come in!"

Ruimin pushed open the door and entered the office. He had just entered the office from a well-lit environment. Ruimin's eyes had not yet adapted. In addition, his eyes were already blurry because of his bad eyesight. "Director Ding, oops."

!" Ruimin didn't see a chair in front of him, and his feet accidentally touched the legs of the chair. He stumbled immediately, lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Director Ding was startled, and hurriedly got up to help him, "Look, come on, why are you showing such a big courtesy?" Director Ding joked with Ruimin, and he helped Ruimin up.

While helping him pat the dirt off his body, he asked, "Did you fall?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Ruimin's face turned red with embarrassment. He lowered his head and did not dare to look directly at Director Ding.

"Shi Ruimin, do you have a problem with me?" Director Ding pulled the culprit who tripped Ruimin over and helped Ruimin sit down.

Ruimin was now in a state of embarrassment, his hat was tilted, his cheeks and eyes were red, and he was sweating because of nervousness. He raised his head and glanced at Director Ding, then quickly lowered his eyes, "Director, I, I'm here to ask for leave.

My eyes are sick, they hurt and I can’t see clearly. I have to go to the hospital.”

Director Ding suddenly realized, "Let me tell you, you can't even see such a big chair, and you even fell over."

Ruimin's behavior was clearly that of someone with bad eyesight. Director Ding did not doubt that he was there and agreed happily, "Okay, have you written the leave request? I'll sign it and you can send it to the attendance office.

"

Ruimin hurriedly took out the leave request slip from his pocket and said, "Thank you, director. I'll take two days' leave first."

"Is two days enough?" Director Ding signed his name on the leave application form and handed it to Ruimin.

"I'll take two days' leave first. If it's not enough, I'll come back and renew it." Ruimin took the leave application form with respectful hands, bent down slightly and bowed, "Thank you, director!"

"Go." Director Ding smiled kindly. He didn't have much contact with Shi Ruimin, so he knew that this person didn't like to talk or care about others. Now it seems that he is really an honest person.

Ruimin handed the leave request form to the attendance office and said hello to the squad leader. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, resisted the urge to run away, and kept grinding out of the factory gate before running home.

He has done everything that needs to be done, and the rest is up to the elder brother.

As soon as Shi Dayong got home, Ruimin couldn't wait to tell what happened, making Shi Dayong laugh out loud. Finally, he looked at his younger brother with the look of a grown-up child and praised: "You

Look, if I don't follow you, you won't be able to do things very well. You just lack exercise. You can just exercise more in the future."

"You are just a good person who doesn't teach, but teaches some crooked ways." Wang Ying pushed Shi Nian into Shi Dayong's hand, "Look at your son, I'm going to cook."

"Brother, what should we do next?" Ruimin looked at Dayong eagerly.

"Let me think about it." Shi Dayong hugged his son who was moving in his arms tightly, "I think it would be better to go to Dr. Yang and let her write a diagnosis certificate for you."

"Yeah." Ruimin relies on Shi Dayong. Whatever the elder brother says, it must be right.

The next morning, Shi Dayong took his younger brother out. When he was about to arrive at the infirmary, he said something special, "Don't tell Dr. Yang that you were born with bad eyesight. Just say that you have become like this recently. Do you know?"

?”

"Brother, don't worry." Ruimin agreed.

The two brothers arrived very early. There were no patients in the infirmary. Yang Wenhui was cleaning the room. When she heard the door, she raised her head and saw Shi Dayong coming in with someone. She took the lead in greeting the two of them, "Master Shi, this is your brother."

Bar."

Shi Dayong took Ruimin's arm and walked inside, "Doctor Yang, this is the brother I told you that day. Please help me take a look. My brother always says he can't see clearly."

"Okay." Yang Wenhui pointed to the chair by the window and said to Ruimin, "Comrade, sit here first."

"Oh." Ruimin looked at Shi Dayong and sat down on the bench obediently.

Directly opposite the chair was a vision test chart. Yang Wenhui picked up a pen and pointed at the symbols on the chart, preparing to take a simple test first.

This is the true level of Ruimin's vision. Yang Wenhui pointed from the smallest to the largest. Ruimin shook his head from unhesitating to hesitant. Ruimin could not even see the symbols on the entire test form. Yang Wenhui felt

The seriousness of the problem made her go to the faucet to clean her hands, then walked to Ruimin and said, "Put your face to the window. The light is better here. Let me take a look."

After a while, Yang Wenhui asked with a serious face: "How long have you been like this? How uncomfortable do you feel?"

Anyone who lies has a guilty conscience. Ruimin unconsciously went to see Shi Dayong first. Shi Dayong glared calmly and said hurriedly: "Well, it didn't take long. It turned out that it wasn't like this. It was just eye pain." Ruimin.

He recounted the symptoms of optic neuritis that his elder brother told him.

Yang Wenhui shook her fingers in front of him, "Can you see how many fingers I have?"

Ruimin nodded, "I can see it."

"is that clear?"

"clear."

That means being able to recognize close objects. Yang Wenhui was a little confused. The appearance of her eyes was neither red nor swollen, nor strange. If this condition had occurred recently, there would have been trauma or lesions, but she couldn't figure out what was going on.

Yang Wenhui thought for a moment and said: "Master Shi, the instruments and equipment here are not complete. I suggest you take your brother to a large hospital for a detailed examination with a slit lamp and an ophthalmoscope, so that the diagnosis can be confirmed."

"Okay, Doctor Yang, I have something to do today, so I will take him there tomorrow. There is one more thing I need to trouble you with." Shi Dayong said: "Can you help me write a diagnosis certificate? My brother will take it to the unit first.

Ask for leave."

"Does your company still need to issue a certificate when asking for leave for a day or two?" Yang Wenhui asked Ruimin.

"Well, sick leave requires a certificate." Ruimin said confidently.

"But I haven't found out what disease caused the sudden loss of vision. According to your brother, there are symptoms of optic neuritis, but from the results of my examination, it doesn't look like it. It's hard to write about it!" Yang Wenhui opened the book.

Ruimin looked at her eyelids carefully. This disease was very strange. This was the first time she had seen it in all her years of medical practice.

"It's okay." Dayong said nonchalantly: "Just write it as optic neuritis. It's just for asking for leave anyway."

"Okay then." Yang Wenhui washed her hands, returned to her desk and produced a diagnosis certificate for optic neuritis, "Master Shi." She looked up at Ruimin, frowning, and said in a worried tone, "Your brother's disease is serious.

There is no delay, you should go to a big hospital for examination as soon as possible."

Shi Dayong opened his eyes and became more and more skilled at telling lies. He immediately said: "Thank you, Doctor Yang. If I hadn't had something I had to do today, I would have taken him there today."

Yang Wenhui glanced at Ruimin again. She didn't understand. This young man seemed to be very young. Why did he still have to rely on his elder brother for everything? If his eyes were uncomfortable for so long, why didn't he know that he should go to the hospital? Of course, others

It's not easy for her to talk about family matters, she just needs to do her job as a doctor.

After leaving the door of the infirmary, Shi Dayong took his younger brother to find a secluded place. He looked around to see if there was no one. He handed the certificate to his younger brother and whispered: "Okay, you have put away your things. I will be here for the next two days."

Have a good rest at home, and I will go to your work with you in two days."

Things went smoothly and went in the direction he and his elder brother had expected. Ruimin swept away the sadness on his face and said happily, "Thank you, elder brother!"

You can't just sit at home, you have to go out and exercise more. Ruimin used to stay at home all day long and ignore people, but now he knows how to say thank you. This makes Shi Dayong feel happy, "Tsk, I can still talk to big brother."

You're so polite, thank you for what. Between us brothers, who is following the other?" Dayong patted his younger brother's shoulder affectionately, "Okay, let's go to your house, I have to get out of the car quickly."

Two days later, Dayong took Ruimin to their unit. Ruimin led Shi Dayong to the door of Director Ding's office and said, "Brother, this is it."

Success or failure depends on this one move. Whether he acts or not depends on his performance today. Shi Dayong took a deep breath, tilted his head towards the door, "Knock on the door!"

"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"

"Come in!"

Ruimin took a deep look at his elder brother before pushing the door open and entering.

"Hey, Shi Ruimin, your eyes are healed so quickly?" Seeing that it was Ruimin, Director Ding first looked at his eyes. Today's eyes are different from two days ago. They are clear and black, and are no longer red and swollen. They just feel foggy.

Yes, there is no god.

"Director Ding." Ruimin did not answer his question first, but pointed at Shi Dayong and said, "This is my eldest brother."

"Oh." Director Ding stood up out of politeness.

Shi Dayong took the lead, stretched out his hands, and held Director Ding's right hand enthusiastically, "Director Ding, my name is Shi Ruiyong. My brother's matter has caused trouble for you."

"Sit down, sit down, sit down and talk." Director Ding didn't know what Shi Dayong was here for, but as the host, he politely invited the guests to sit down and prepared to pour tea.

"Director Ding, there's no need to pour tea, I'll be leaving in a moment." Shi Dayong stopped him in a hurry, and took out a specially bought box of good cigarettes and handed them over, "Director, please smoke."

"Haha, you're welcome, I don't smoke." Director Ding really didn't smoke. He put two teacups in front of the two brothers, "Comrade Shi Ruiyong, what do you want to do here this time?"

"Alas~" Shi Dayong sighed, "Isn't he my younger brother? He said that his eyes were uncomfortable a few days ago. I was too busy and ignored him. I thought it was just ordinary eyesight fatigue, so I gave him a few

I dropped a bottle of eye drops, but I didn't expect it to get worse. The doctor diagnosed optic neuritis. Oh, this is the diagnosis certificate." Shi Dayong handed the certificate to Director Ding and said with self-reproach: "Because it was too late to see it, now

His eyesight has declined irreversibly." Shi Dayong looked sadly at Ruimin, who was restrained next to him. "My brother told me that he is burning a boiler in the workplace. There are several watches on the boiler, and his eyesight is not clear.

, I don’t dare to burn it, for fear that if I accidentally make a mistake, I will cause trouble to the director again and see if I can change my job.”

Director Ding read the certificate in detail and looked at Ruimin sympathetically. This young man seems to be quite young, and now he has this disease in his eyes. I don't know if he has a family. If he is not married, he probably doesn't even have a wife.

Good to find.

"Well..." Director Ding thought for a moment, "He is indeed not suitable for burning boilers, but his eyesight is not good, and there are not many jobs suitable for him. We can only let him go to the communication room first. There is no selection for that job, so

Okay?"
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