When Liu Gen saw Xia Yang, he was shocked by the girl he saw in front of him. She was wearing a short beige windbreaker, black stockings on her legs, and a pair of black high heels. Her eyelashes seemed to have grown longer.
His eyes became bigger and prettier, completely different from the Xia Yang he knew in the past who looked like a tomboy in jeans and sneakers. He no longer carried a cross-shoulder bag, but instead carried a black leather women's bag in his right hand, which was extremely inconsistent.
What's more, she is carrying the bag containing the tennis racket in her left hand.
"Xia Yang... you..." Liu Gen glanced at Xia Yang up and down, smiling and not knowing how to praise her.
"How's it going? Brother Liu Gen, does it look good?" Xia Yang made a graceful twirl in front of Liu Gen's eyes and said with some embarrassment: "This is the clothes my cousin gave me. This is my first time wearing it."
"It's beautiful, haha...it's so beautiful!" Liu Gen said cheerfully.
"What about you, what should you do? It's getting cold. Should you go back to school and change clothes first?" Xia Yang saw that Liu Gen was still wearing his football uniform and sneakers.
Liu Gen also wanted to go back and bring some money, but he couldn't let Xia Yang buy movie tickets.
"Yes, I have to go back and change my clothes. Otherwise, others will laugh at me walking with such a beautiful girl in this outfit." Liu Gen said jokingly.
"Here, this is what I gave you." Xia Yang handed the tennis racket bag in his left hand to Liu Gen.
"What is it?" Liu Gen took it and asked.
"Tennis racket." Xia Yang smiled and said mischievously: "Didn't you say you wanted me to teach you how to play tennis? I specially selected a racket for you. From tomorrow on, you have to call me Coach Xia."
Liu Gen didn't expect that Xia Yang would take his casual and perfunctory words last night, and he couldn't refuse. He thought the racket wasn't worth much, so he happily accepted it.
At night in the South China Sea in early winter, the humid sea breeze makes people feel chilly.
Xia Yang's left hand was always stretched out in Liu Gen's right heart. The two of them spoke very little and walked very quickly.
Back in the dormitory, Zhang Jian and the other three were not there. Liu Gen washed his face in a hurry and asked Xia Yang to go to the balcony for a while. While he was changing clothes, his pager rang.
Liu Gen saw that it was a call from the surgical nursing station. He knew there was work to do, so he put on his clothes and said, "Xia Yang, wait for me in the dormitory. I have to go out first."
Xia Yang walked in from the balcony and asked, "Brother Liu Gen, where are you going?"
Liu Gen didn't say he was going to carry the dead man, but replied: "I'll be back in half an hour." He took his white coat and mask and hurried out to call Liu Jun.
Liu Jun felt unwell today. He was lying on the bed reading a book alone. When he heard Liu Gen knocking on the door, he knew there was work to do. He got up from the bed, put on his clothes and shoes, opened the door and followed Liu Gen towards the affiliated hospital.
Xia Yang saw Liu Gen take out a white coat and a mask from the cabinet. At first, she didn't realize what Liu Gen was going to do. When she thought that Liu Gen might be going to carry a dead person, she felt a little nervous and shuddered. In the dormitory
Quietly, the bright light of the fluorescent lamp made her feel as cold as being in an ice cave. She could not sit still. She opened the door and walked out of the house, just in time to see the backs of Liu Gen and Liu Jun disappearing into the corridor. She was curious about Liu Gen.
How do you make money by carrying dead people? I wanted to follow them quietly to see, so I closed the door and followed Liu Gen and Liu Jun towards the East Affiliated Hospital.
As before, Liu Gen and Liu Jun ran up the stairs without waiting for the elevator.
Liu Jun was already dripping with sweat, panting, and his face was pale. He pressed his right hand on the right rib and liver area, and endured the pain and followed Liu Gen closely.
Xia Yang ran into the hospital building and couldn't see Liu Gen and Liu Jun anymore. She didn't know which floor they went to, so she waited in the entrance hall on the first floor.
At this moment, the hospital building was still full of people, most of them visitors. Xia Yang was sitting on a plastic chair against the wall.
"Xia Yang..."
Xia Yang heard someone calling her and moved her eyes towards the door. Seeing Yang Rucheng walking over quickly, she stood up: "Uncle Yang..."
"Why are you here alone? Who is sick?" Yang Rucheng stepped forward and asked.
"I'm waiting for someone." Xia Yang replied with a smile.
"Is he your classmate?" Yang Rucheng asked.
"Yeah." Xia Yang nodded, and then asked: "Is Uncle Yang coming to see someone?"
"Look at an old friend. He is hospitalized here." After Yang Rucheng finished speaking, he thought for a moment and asked, "Your father also knows this person. Do you want to follow me up to meet him?"
Xia Yang couldn't decide at the moment, worried that Liu Gen would not be able to meet him after he left.
"Are you worried that your classmate can't find you when he comes down? Does he have a pager or phone?" Yang Rucheng saw Xia Yang's concerns.
"It doesn't matter if you can't wait." Xia Yang thought, since he learned that his father's friend was hospitalized, it wouldn't be a bad thing not to visit him. Liu Gen didn't know she was waiting for him here anyway: "What disease does that uncle have?"
"Car accident." Yang Rucheng simply replied. Knowing that Xia Yang agreed to go with him to see Li Jiahe, the elevator door opened: "Let's go."
Liu Gen and Liu Jun arrived at the sixth floor. The nurse at the nursing station said that the deceased was on the seventh floor, so Liu Gen and Liu Jun carried the stretcher to the seventh floor.
The deceased was an old man. His condition worsened on the third day after craniotomy surgery for cerebral hemorrhage. Rescue failed and he died in the intensive care unit on the seventh floor.
When Liu Gen and Liu Jun carried the dead man out, the elevator door opened and Yang Rucheng and Xia Yang walked out.
"Brother Liu Gen..." Xia Yang stepped out of the elevator and saw Liu Gen wearing a white coat and a mask. He was carrying a stretcher with his hands behind his back and walking in front. "Xia Yang... why are you..." Liu Gen saw Xia Yang still standing next to him.
Looking at Yang Rucheng, he stopped and looked at the two of them.
The nurse behind urged: "Don't stop, take me away quickly!"
Liu Gen then took a step forward and walked past Xia Yang and Yang Rucheng.
"Brother Liu Gen, Uncle Yang and I went to visit an old friend of my dad's..." Xia Yang said loudly when Liu Gen and Liu Jun disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.
"Xia Yang, do you know Liu Gen?" Yang Rucheng asked.
"The person I'm waiting for below is Brother Liu Gen." Xia Yang replied.
Yang Rucheng knew that Li Jiahe was doing this job to make money as early as when Liu Gen rescued him, so he was not surprised. He looked at Liu Gen and Liu Jun disappearing in the corridor and said: "Liu Gen is a good guy and can do big things in the future."
When Liu Gen was carrying the dead man downstairs, he thought to himself: Shouldn't Xia Yang be waiting for me in the dormitory? How could she be with Huo Yan? She also said she was going to visit her father's old friend...
Liu Jun's liver area was getting more and more painful. His feet were mixed behind him, and he said feebly: "Brother Gen, can you take a break?"
Liu Gen heard that the tone of Liu Jun's words was wrong. He put down the stretcher at the corner of the corridor, turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"I..." Liu Jun sat on the stairs, holding his right ribs with both hands, sweat dripping from his forehead: "I have a stomachache..."
Liu Gen came over and took away Liu Jun's mask and saw that his face was covered with sweat: "Is it pain in the liver?"
Liu Jun nodded and said nothing.
"Come, I'll carry you to the outpatient clinic for a checkup." Liu Gen said, turning his back towards Liu Jun.
"But...this dead man..." Liu Jun was still thinking about the dead man.
"The living are more important than the dead!" After Liu Gen said this, he grabbed Liu Jun's hands behind his back, asked him to hold his arms around his neck, picked him up and ran downstairs: "Be patient, we'll be there soon.
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"Brother Gen... you put me down... you have to carry the dead man down..." Liu Jun said on Liu Gen's back.
"Stop talking, a dead person can't run away. I will carry you to the outpatient department first, and then come back and carry a dead person!" Liu Gen felt that Liu Jun was very light, not as heavy as a dead person, and it took no effort at all: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!
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"I thought... I thought it would be the same as usual... the pain will be gone after a while..." Liu Jun said intermittently.
In less than ten minutes, Liu Gen carried Liu Jun on his back and ran to the outpatient building. Fortunately, he had money to watch a movie with him, registered, and helped Liu Jun to the doctor's office on duty.
When the doctor asked Liu Jun to lie down on a bed to check his body, Liu Gen ran back to the corridor, wrapped the body tightly with the white cloth that covered the dead, carried it on his shoulders and ran to the morgue downstairs.
"Why are you alone tonight?" Uncle Wang saw Liu Gen carrying the dead man and opened the morgue door and asked.
Liu Gen didn't answer. After putting the dead man in the refrigerator, he signed the name, took the number plate and ran back to the outpatient department.
The doctor was writing a check list for Liu Jun: "You need to do a few tests. You may not be able to do them tonight. You have to wait until tomorrow..."
Liu Jun held his abdomen with both hands, sat on a stool and asked: "Teacher, will it be serious?"
"We won't know until the test results come out," the doctor replied.
Liu Gen interrupted and asked: "Can you let him stay here tonight and give him some fluid to relieve the pain first?"
"Okay." The doctor replied.
"Brother Gen, I'd better go back to the dormitory and live there. There's no need to spend money." Liu Jun felt sorry for money.
"You're in so much pain. Let's stop the pain first. We have to have a checkup tomorrow," Liu Gen said.
After Liu Gen was busy, he paid the fee and let Liu Jun lie on the bed in the observation room. The nurse gave him fluids. Liu Gen then returned to the hospital building, loaded up the stretcher, and received two hundred yuan, thinking that Xia Yang might
Still there, so I asked the nurse at the nursing station and found out that Xia Yang and Yang Rucheng had entered Li Jiahe's ward and hadn't come out yet.
It was Zhang Qingyun who opened the door. When he saw Liu Gen, he said happily: "Our President Li also asked why Liu Gen hasn't been here for a long time?"
"Is Mr. Li feeling better?" Liu Gen asked softly. He did not see Yang Rucheng and Xia Yang in the living room. Laughter came from the ward and knew that Xia Yang was also there.
"Much better, we will start rehabilitation training soon." Zhang Qingyun replied.
"Is Liu Gen here?" Li Jiahe's voice came from inside: "Come in quickly."
Liu Gen took off his white coat, placed it on the sofa outside, walked into the ward inside, and said apologetically: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry that I haven't been able to visit you during this time."
"Aren't you here?" Li Jiahe was sitting on the bedside. The casts on his legs and hands had been removed, and he was no longer traction. He looked very energetic, with a red face, and a notebook was placed beside the bed.
Computers and documents, it seems like I have started working on the hospital bed.
Xia Yang and Yang Rucheng were sitting on two chairs, and they turned back to look at Liu Gen.
"Liu Gen, your work is done?" Yang Rucheng asked with a smile.
Liu Gen nodded, glanced at Xia Yang, saw tears in her eyes, smiled and replied: "This is a very easy job."
Zhang Qingyun moved a chair for Liu Gen to sit down.