The surgical department in the inpatient building of the affiliated hospital occupies a total of two floors. The sixth floor is mainly the operating area and general wards. The seventh floor is all wards, and one-third of them are senior wards.
Ward 708 is a luxurious suite in a high-end ward, almost on par with an executive suite in a five-star hotel. It just has more testing equipment and the bedroom is not equipped with a comfortable twin bed, but a surgical
Dedicated hospital bed.
Although Yanagi was very weak, he still accompanied Xiangzi to the hospital building. He asked Xiangzi to wait downstairs while he took the elevator directly to the seventh floor.
A nurse at the nursing station on the seventh floor seemed to have already known that Liu Gen was coming. After hearing his name, she took him into Ward 708.
After entering the door, Liu Gen saw a reception room.
"Mr. Zhang, this is Liu Gen who you made an appointment to see Mr. Li." After the nurse came in, she introduced the man with glasses who was sitting on the sofa and talking to two men and a woman.
The man named Zhang immediately stood up, stretched out his hand, and lowered his voice, but said clearly: "Liu Gen, we have met before. My name is Zhang Qingyun, and I am Mr. Li's secretary." After saying that, he gave a speech to the two men sitting around the sofa.
The woman introduced Liu Gen: "This is Liu Gen who carried Mr. Li back from the morgue, drew 500 milliliters of blood, and saved Mr. Li's life."
One of them, a man in his late fifties with thick eyebrows and short hair, stared at Liu Gen.
Liu Gen nodded and smiled at the people present with some restraint, and then asked Zhang Qingyun: "Is Mr. Li feeling better?"
"Please wait a moment, Dean Li is checking Mr. Li." Zhang Qingyun whispered: "Please sit down, Liu Gen." After Liu Gen sat down, Zhang Qingyun began to introduce the three people present to Liu Gen one by one from left to right.
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"This is Deputy Director Wang of the Municipal Government Office." Zhang Qingyun pointed at a man in his forties with a slight bald head, glasses, and a slim build.
"Hello." Liu Gen said hello.
"Young man, you have done a very remarkable thing." Deputy Secretary-General Wang leaned his head over and whispered.
Liu Gen felt funny in his heart. He just saved a person. This small thing came from an official's mouth and turned into a "great thing".
Zhang Qingyun then introduced the woman in her thirties: "This is Mr. Du, the financial director of our company."
"Hello." Liu Gen nodded to Mr. Du.
"Thank you for saving our life, Mr. Li." Mr. Du said with a smile.
"This is Captain Yang of the Nanhai Criminal Investigation Detachment." Zhang Qingyun finally introduced the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
When Liu Gen heard this, he raised his buttocks in shock. It turned out that he was the famous "Fire Eye". He stared blankly at Yang Rucheng in casual clothes: "Hello..."
"Liu Gen, I have heard of your name, haha..." Yang Rucheng looked into Liu Gen's eyes with his suspicious eyes and said, "You are the left winger of the football team of Nanhai Medical University, right?"
Liu Gen thought to himself, this must be Yang Guanghui's complaint about being expelled from the school team to his father. Like son, like father. It seems that this 'eye of fire' in front of him will not be a good thing.
Thinking of this, Liu Gen put away his smile and replied coldly: "Yes, I am the Liu Gen you have heard of."
"Detachment Yang, how come you have heard of Liu Gen's name?" Deputy Director Wang asked strangely.
"My son studies in the same school as Liu Gen, and they play football together on the school football team." Yang Rucheng looked at Liu Gen and answered.
"Let me tell you, that's what happened. It made me mistakenly think that your 'Fire Eyes' were working. Haha..." Deputy Director Wang laughed loudly. He realized that he was too loud and stopped laughing immediately.
The door to the ward that separated the living room from the inside suddenly opened, and a doctor of medium height, gray hair, and wearing a white coat walked out of it, followed by a nurse.
Everyone stood up and greeted the doctor.
Liu Gen stood up and did not move forward. He looked at Principal Li, whom he had heard of countless times. Originally, he should have met Principal Li at the mobilization meeting for entrance education and military training, but he was late that day and did not enter the auditorium, so
I just met the legendary number one figure of Nanhai Medical University in person today.
Yang Rucheng and Principal Li seemed to be very familiar with each other. They didn't call Principal Li by title, but by nickname: "Little Li Feidao, how are you? Jiahe should be out of danger?"
When Liu Gen heard this nickname, he almost laughed out loud. It turned out that Principal Li also had a nickname, and it was "Little Li's Flying Knife" that killed people.
"What matters now is not the injuries on his body, but the pain in his heart, the pain of losing his wife and children." Dean Li said: "Traumas are easy to treat, but heart diseases are difficult to treat. Jiahe needs to cheer up, and he has to rely on himself.
Go hard, no one else can help him." As he spoke, he glanced at Liu Gen and gave Liu Gen a smile.
When Liu Gen saw Principal Li turning his attention to him, he quickly nodded and smiled and said, "Hello, Principal Li."
Principal Li walked up to Liu Gen, looked Liu Gen up and down, frowned and asked, "Are you sick? You don't look as energetic as you did during military training."
"I... I've had diarrhea in the past few days, haha..." Liu Gen's face turned red. He was not good at lying.
Principal Li did not ask further questions, but patted Liu Gen on the shoulder and said to the others with a smile: "This is the top scorer in the college entrance examination recruited by our school this year. During the military training, during the first target shooting, Xu, who is known as the top marksman in the military training base, shot
The military training student was defeated by the instructor, and Commander Wang of the military training base wanted to recruit Liu Gen into the army."
When Yang Rucheng heard that Liu Gen could defeat the army's sharpshooters, he felt a little unconvinced. He walked up and punched Liu Gen in the chest and said, "Liu Gen, find some time and I'll take you to the detachment shooting range to try out your marksmanship. I'd like to see it."
Let’s see how capable the top scorer in the college entrance examination who is so appreciated by Xiao Li Feidao is.”
Principal Li joked: "Speaking of Lao Yang, I bet that none of the snipers in your detachment can be Liu Gen's opponent without a scope."
"Really? Those snipers of mine are all from the shooting team. The best one even won the runner-up in the National Games. How can he not beat you, the top scorer in the college entrance examination from Nanhai Medical University!" Yang Rucheng was not talking about it.
Literally, there is a small team of snipers in the special police brigade under the criminal investigation detachment, and all of them are experts who are selected from the local shooting teams.
"If you don't believe it, let your snipers compete with Liu Gen someday." Principal Li said confidently.
When Yanagi heard that he had the opportunity to practice shooting, he was extremely happy. Since he practiced shooting with Xiangzi, he fell in love with this exciting shooting sport, and asked: "When?"
"Haha... Listen, Liu Gen can't wait any longer." Principal Li and Yang Rucheng both laughed.
"You can do it at any time. They have nothing to do. They have live-fire shooting exercises every day." Yang Rucheng patted Liu Gen on the shoulder and said, "Find a weekend time and I'll let Guanghui take you there."
"But now, Liu Gen, you have to do us a big favor." Principal Li put away his smile and said, "When Jiahe woke up, I learned that you saved his life. The first person I met was you. He is mine.
A friend is in a very bad mood right now. In the name of his friend, I ask you to enlighten him and just don't mention his dead wife and children in front of him."
"But... what if he asks?" Liu Gen said a little embarrassed.
"Then change the topic!" Yang Rucheng interrupted.
At this time, Zhang Qingyun came out of the inner ward: "Liu Gen, Mr. Li can see you now."
"Go, do as I say." Principal Li gently pushed Liu Gen's back and said.
Liu Gen walked to the door, Zhang Qingyun pushed the door open for Liu Gen, let him in, and then closed the door gently.
On the left hand side of the door was the bathroom. Liu Gen walked through the bathroom and saw a white bed inside. Lying on a white bed, an oxygen tube was inserted into one nostril. A medical net bag was used on the head to cover the man whose head was wrapped with gauze. His left foot was being traction.
The whole leg was covered with a plaster, and his right arm was wrapped with a bandage and placed on his chest. Testing instruments were placed on both sides of the bed. Various vital signs indicators could be seen on the screen. Liu Gen also saw
Not understanding this, he walked over very lightly.
The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes without moving his head. He only looked sideways towards Liu Gen from the corner of his eyes, moved his mouth twice, and then said: "Are you Liu Gen?"
"Yes, I am Liu Gen." Liu Gen replied.
"My name is Li Jiahe, can you come closer?" the man said with a smile on his face.
Liu Gen walked to the bed and stood with his body slightly bowed down so that the other party could see his face clearly.
Li Jiahe looked at Liu Gen quietly, tears welling up in his eyes. He slowly raised his left hand and stretched it across his body towards Liu Gen.
Liu Gen was standing on the right side of the bed. He quickly stretched out his hands and took his left hand. It was a very warm and thick hand. It was so warm that Liu Gen felt that his own hand was a little cold.
"Thank you, Liu Gen." When Li Jiahe spoke, two drops of tears fell from his eyes.
"You're welcome." Liu Gen replied softly.
"My wife and son..." As soon as Li Jiahe finished speaking, Liu Gen immediately interrupted him.
"Mr. Li, how are you feeling now?"
"You carried them to the morgue, right?" Li Jiahe ignored Liu Gen's interruption and still asked him what he wanted to know. At the same time, he squeezed Liu Gen's hand tightly.
Liu Gen hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."
"My wife..." Li Jiahe choked on his words: "Isn't she very peaceful?"
"Yes, very peaceful." Liu Gen answered according to Li Jiahe's words. In fact, he couldn't tell whether the woman was peaceful at all because her face was covered with blood.
"Where is the child? How is he...how is he..." Li Jiahe's tears kept pouring out of his eyes.
Liu Gen could feel the pain of losing a loved one from Li Jiahe's questions and his tears.
"The little guy looks like he's fast asleep." Liu Gen thought of the child's missing arm, but his facial expression was indeed as cute as if he was asleep.
Li Jiahe took away Liu Gen's clenched left hand and covered his mouth with his palm: "I...I'm sorry...I'm not a...good husband...not a...good father...I'm sorry..."
Liu Gen sat down slowly. He felt very uncomfortable. He regretted not telling Li Jiahe about his wife and children. He sat there quietly, listening to Li Jiahe crying. Liu Gen didn't know what to say.
What words can I say to comfort him?
After a few minutes like this, Li Jiahe slowly stopped crying: "Liu Gen, I want to ask you to do something for me, can you?"
"Mr. Li, please speak." Liu Gen stood up from the chair beside the bed and looked at Li Jiahe.