Yan Xiao couldn't help but perked up when he saw the call from his boss on the screen of his mobile phone. He answered the call nervously like a student whose homework was being checked.
My breathing became a little tighter.
"Hello? Hello, Mr. Wang!"
After the call was connected, Yan Xiao greeted him very skillfully.
A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end, which seemed a little angry:
"Xiao Yan, why didn't I see you in the office? Where have you been? Didn't I ask you to work overtime on that report about NT Company? Why haven't you seen me before you get off work?"
"Mr. Wang, as I reported to you this morning, I took an afternoon off today. I haven't been feeling well these past few days and I need to go to the hospital for further examination."
Facing the boss's somewhat angry accusation, Yan Xiao kept reminding him softly.
Although Mr. Wang forgot to ask for leave, he acted as if he had done something wrong.
Hearing what Yan Xiao said, the attitude on the other end of the phone softened a bit, but the voice was still cold:
"I remember you just asked for leave two days ago, right? You young people, you have to ask for leave for big things. You ask for leave for this and that for that. Do you still need to do the work? How can the company run if you are like you?
Go down?"
"Well, I will try my best to avoid asking for leave! I went to the hospital for a check-up two days ago. The check-up report came out today, and the hospital notified me to go and pick it up."
Yan Xiao suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said respectfully.
Today is obviously Saturday, so I have to take a day off!
He even has to speak respectfully to his boss like a grandson.
The pressure of life forced Yan Xiao to be angry and dare not speak out.
I originally agreed to have weekends off when I joined the company, but as a result, I have never stopped working overtime since I entered the company. As a result, it has been two full years since I joined the company, and I have not yet enjoyed the joy of weekends. I work overtime every weekend, which can be said to be almost full time.
Year after year!
However, the boss still felt that he did too little and his working hours were too short.
Overtly and covertly, Yan Xiao was ‘instructed’, asking him to come in early, leave late and work overtime, and even made all kinds of fatal calls on weekends!
The dark circles on Yan Xiao's face now are numerous 'evidences' of exploitation by his boss.
Although he felt very uncomfortable, Yan Xiao could only lower his bottom line again and again for this job.
There is no other way. If you want to survive, you can only make do with compromises.
Faced with the boss's sinister tone, he mercilessly blamed himself and urged things to happen at work.
Yan Xiao replied calmly and in a respectful tone:
"Ah? Does it have to be completed within today? I remember that you don't seem to be in a hurry, right?"
"Uh, okay, I understand."
"Then I will work overtime at night, don't worry!"
"Okay, that's nothing. I'll hang up now! You're busy!"
After agreeing to the unreasonable request to work overtime, he hung up the phone.
Yan Xiao is different from those veterans who have been working in the company for many years. After graduation, he worked hard outside for several years, saved some money, and learned relevant knowledge for a period of time. He finally squeezed into this investment company and has just become a full-time employee.
One year.
According to the boss, it is a good time to work hard and study hard.
Therefore, even though he worked endless overtime, Yan Xiao endured it, thinking that if he stayed in the company well, he would definitely get better in the future.
"well!"
After hanging up the phone, Yan Xiao felt very decadent.
I remembered the text message that I wanted to see the examination report from the hospital, so I quickly clicked on it.
There is a general indication of the condition, saying that hospitalization may be required or something.
The specific condition was not stated in the text message, but he was informed to go to the hospital to get a specific examination report.
I remember feeling sick and uncomfortable every night during this period.
Yan Xiao was even more convinced that he was sick.
If I couldn't bear it, I wouldn't have asked for leave to see a doctor.
Holding the briefcase in his hand, he quickly took a taxi and went directly to the hospital.
...
ten minutes later.
Qingyang County Hospital.
Yan Xiao had dark circles under his eyes and was wearing a black suit, a white shirt, leather shoes, and a black briefcase in his hand.
He walked into the hospital slowly, looking like a professional working man.
I looked at the functional navigation in the lobby on the first floor and determined the place to pick up the physical examination form.
Before he reached the place where he received the medical examination form, he heard bursts of sobbing and crying in the distance, mixed with the special smell of medicine in the air, which made Yan Xiao frown and feel a little sick.
In front of the window for receiving the examination form, an old man burst into tears after receiving the form. He seemed to be crying about the unfairness of life. He held the form with his trembling hands and wanted to crush it. The black and white words on the paper were engraved with ruthless cases.
Regarding this.
The staff looked helpless and asked the old man to be taken away.
This checklist is like a judgment book. It does not give people any chance to regret. The 'mistakes' they have made in treating their body will appear on this list with corresponding causal relationships. No wonder others don't value themselves.
no way.
The window staff continued to shout:
"Next person!"
Seeing the old man being dragged away, Yan Xiao felt even more sick to his stomach.
Very uncomfortable.
The bridge of my nose felt even cooler, as if I had inhaled some cold air, which was very strange.
Knowing that it was a psychological effect, Yan Xiao quickly adjusted his mentality, took out his mobile phone and walked to the window:
"Hello, I'm here to pick up my checklist. This is my pick-up code!"
"Okay, I'll scan you!"
The staff inside were wearing masks and could not clearly see their expressions, so their eyes were numb as they scanned the scanner.
Then, a white sheet was printed.
The staff didn't even look at it and handed it to him directly:
"Here's your checklist, grab it! Next one!"
After taking the checklist, Yan Xiao glanced at it subconsciously.
On the white paper, his various examination reports, case analysis, and treatment suggestions were clearly written.
Suddenly, his brows trembled fiercely!
Look at the four words above that are particularly glaring: terminal cancer.
The corners of Yan Xiao's mouth twitched, and he couldn't care less. He quickly asked toward the window:
"I...did I print it wrong?"
"Hello, no! If you have any questions about the examination results, you can go to the doctor. There is a corresponding examination doctor on the list. You can ask him to review it!"
The staff member answered professionally, blocking Yan Xiao's words that he still wanted to argue.
You can only follow the doctor's check-up list, register and inquire.
Half an hour later,
Yan Xiao walked out of the hospital with dull eyes.
Walking to the street, he paused, rubbed the inspection report in his hand, and threw it into the trash can.
He groped for a pack of crumpled cigarettes on his body, lit it, and stuffed it into his mouth.
He took a sip with a numb face.
As he breathed, gray smoke slowly emerged from his nostrils and dissipated in the air.
I am still thinking about what the doctor said to me.
"With active treatment, you can live for two more years!"
This sentence is like a curse, constantly appearing in my mind.
I put out the cigarette butt, and my fingertips trembled, feeling the burning sting.
A nervous smile suddenly appeared on Yan Xiao's face:
