Zhu Jiujie never imagined that the place Dean Fu asked him to go to was the morgue.
Originally, the hospital morgue was managed by Lao Lin, who loved to drink. After drinking too much, he would not know where to sleep. The door of the morgue could not be opened. Sometimes in the middle of the night, comrades from the funeral home would bang the door.
The medical staff at the hospital all expressed their opinions, saying that the sound coming from that place was very scary.
Someone suggested paying the dean to replace him.
People cannot be replaced, because Old Lintou is also an old comrade with forty years of service. Besides, who doesn’t drink in this kind of position?
Drink to strengthen your courage, it is worth understanding.
Zhu Jiujie came to the morgue.
He went out from here, and he had some affection for this place. As he opened the door, Old Lintou said: "Doctor Zhu, I never expected that you would come to this place."[
"What's going on here? Isn't it good?"
Old Lintou shook his head: "At your age...well, it's a pity."
The door opened, and there was a bed placed against the wall, which was where Zhu Jiujie was reborn.
Zhu Jiujie lay down.
"Get up quickly, this is very unlucky." Lao Lintou pulled Zhu Jiujie up.
"What's wrong? I can't sleep in this bed?"
"This is for people who have just taken their last breath. After the family members identify the body, they will go to the cold storage room."
With that said, Old Lintou opened another door in the back.
A cold wind blew in my face.
Zhu Jiujie glanced inside and saw that it was dark inside, with streaks of white light.
Old Lintou stood at the door and pointed inside: "Did you see that there are dead bodies here? They have been numbered. Maybe one night a week, the comrades from the funeral home will come and take them away."
Zhu Jiujie exclaimed: "Isn't this Yizhuang?"
"Yes, it was called Yizhuang in ancient times, but now it's called Morgue."
Lao Lintou looked at Zhu Jiujie and saw that his face was calm. He smiled and said: "You are very courageous. Most people's legs will already be shaking when they get here. No wonder the dean sent you here."
Zhu Jiu said warily: I am dead to begin with, what is alive is only my soul, what else is there to be afraid of?[
Old Lintou took Zhu Jiujie to the lounge again and gave Zhu Jiujie an extra bed.
Zhu Jiu said warily: What, am I going to sleep here from now on?
Old Lintou seemed to have read through his mind: "We will take turns, you will be on duty for one week, and I will be on duty for one week. In this way, I, Old Lin, will also have time to go fishing, and you will not miss the chance to reunite with your wife."
Zhu Jiujie said: "Your surname is Lin?"
Old Lin was stunned and said with a smile: "I forgot. I heard that you came back from the dead and forgot a lot of things."
"Yes, I have forgotten many things."
"It's better to forget it. There are many things that have passed and you shouldn't keep them in your heart. Carrying them around is a burden, a heaviness, and a worry."
Zhu Jiujie was stunned and said to himself: What this old man said is quite interesting.
"Fortunately, you don't owe me any money." Old Lintou smiled.
Zhu Jiujie also laughed.
Zhu Jiujie noticed that Lao Lintou was chattering and talking endlessly, and thought: No wonder, this job is so leisurely. If he didn't talk to him usually, he wouldn't be lonely to death. Zhu Jiujie looked at the office outside.
Lou, I was thinking about the conversation between Dean Fu and myself: It turns out that Dean Fu has bad intentions. I thought he had found some kind of position for me.
Lao Lintou was sorting things and chattering. He turned around and saw Zhu Jiujie was lost in thought, so he asked: "Doctor Zhu, why did you go to the gynecology department?"
"This..." Zhu Jiu said warily: How do I know? However, the gynecology department looks much better than here.
"By the way, I forgot about your amnesia. The gynecology department is a place for men."
"But the gynecology department is better than here. After all, we deal with living people there, but here, haha."
Old Lintou took off a bunch of keys from his waistband and hung them on the wall: "This is the key to the morgue. I haven't gone fishing for a long time, so I'll go see those old friends while you are here."
"Old friend? Who?"
"Fish, who else? I, Lao Lintou, am in his early sixties and a bachelor. If I hadn't been greedy for talking to those fish and shrimps, I would have been lying in the morgue long ago."
"So, you have no relatives in this world?"
"Yes, you have a wife. My wife has been dead for more than ten years. However, I have a adopted daughter. Her surname is also Lin. You should know her. She is Nurse Lin from the gynecology department."
"Well."
Old Lintou took the fishing rod, took out a 60% new pedal tricycle from the shed behind the house, and then rode on it, accompanied by the sound of "squeaking" and "squeaking".
Zhu Jiujie lay on the bed and rested for a while. He felt hungry, so he rummaged around and found a few raw cucumbers and ate them. Still not full, he looked at Lao Lintou's cooking utensils and didn't know how to use them.
Zhu Jiujie touched his pocket and took out a few bills. He had never seen banknotes before, so he thought they were waste paper, so he threw them on the table and took out a mobile phone. Zhu Jiujie and Chang Yue had learned this.
, knowing that it was Chang'e who put it in his pocket, and after operating it for a while, he finally found the way, so he opened the phone book and saw Chang'e's number. He wanted to call it, but then he thought, forget it, this shrew is angry, or is it?
It would be better not to offend her less. Below Chang'e was Chang Yue's number. Zhu Jiujie's heart moved and he dialed it.
"You still have the nerve to make a phone call."
Chang Yue's resentful voice came from the other side.
Zhu Jiujie said cautiously: Xiaonizi is angry. He wants to get her heart first, and then her people. Thinking of this, Zhu Jiujie said: "Chang Yue, I'm sorry, this morning..."
The other end of the phone was silent for a long time before Chang Yue's voice came over: "Brother-in-law, you...how could you do that?"
"It's my brother-in-law's fault. As you know, my brother-in-law has lost his memory and forgotten his identity. He regrets it now. Can you come to the hospital?"
"What for? I'm not going."
"Don't be afraid, I will never do that to you again."
"I dont go."
"Chang Yue, to tell you the truth, your brother-in-law is hungry right now."
"Didn't my sister put money in your pocket?"
"Money, what money? Ah, these pieces of paper are money?"
"Yes, there are 100 yuan, 50 yuan, and anything with rounded corners."
"Can I buy something from this?"
"Nonsense, what can money buy if it can't buy something?"
"Then...then I'll go out to have some food, and we'll talk later. Remember, don't be angry with your brother-in-law. When he sees you, he will solemnly apologize to you."