At nearly ten o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhiming, accompanied by Zhang Hai, hurriedly arrived at a small auditorium next to the Organ Transplantation Center of Huashan Hospital.
This is the hospital's designated venue for farewell ceremonies.
Huashan Hospital regularly receives organ donations and body donations, so there must be a place for family members to say goodbye.
Yu Zhiming walked into the solemn small auditorium and unexpectedly found that there were quite a lot of people.
He glanced at the people sitting on the benches in the small auditorium and saw that there were thirty or forty people in total.
Zhou Mo, who had been busy in the small auditorium, came over and handed Yu Zhiming a bouquet of white lilies.
She leaned closer to Yu Zhiming and said, "Doctor Yu, the boss of Xu Yang's company, brought everyone here."
Yu Zhiming said softly, took a few steps to the front of the small auditorium, and stopped.
Right in front of him was Xu Yang's body, surrounded by flowers and lying in a transparent glass cover.
Yu Zhiming bowed seriously to the body three times, took two steps forward and placed the flowers next to the glass cover, together with the flowers placed by others.
Then, he circled around the body.
Xu Yang inside the glass cover was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a red cloth covering his body and makeup on his face, making him look quite natural, as if he was asleep.
After paying homage to the remains, Yu Zhiming was guided to the podium by Zhou Mo.
Standing on the podium, Yu Zhiming noticed dozens of pairs of eyes in front of him looking towards him.
He took a deep breath and said slowly: "I am Dr. Yu Zhiming of Huashan Hospital. Thank you for coming to Mr. Xu Yang's farewell and memorial service to let him know that there are so many people who care about him."
"Thank you again!"
After a pause, Yu Zhiming added: "I never knew Mr. Xu Yang, but I was his last contact and authorized client during his lifetime. This fate has allowed me to stand here."
"You must know Mr. Xu Yang better and deeper than I do. I will tell you the last voice message he sent me."
Next, Yu Zhiming read Xu Yang's voice message word for word while recalling it.
After he finished reading, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "At the last moment, Mr. Xu Yang still showed courtesy, care, dedication and love."
"It can be seen that his performance in life and work must be remarkable."
"If there really is another world, I would like to say to Mr. Xu Yang, live more freely and freely, and don't be too tired."
After saying this, Yu Zhiming got off the podium and walked straight out of the small auditorium.
Zhou Mo's voice then sounded, "Who wants to come up and talk about Mr. Xu Yang?"
Just a few steps after Yu Zhiming walked out of the small auditorium, he heard the sounds of chasing footsteps and shouts.
"Doctor Yu...Doctor Yu..."
He stopped and turned around to see a short-haired woman in her thirties and chased after her.
Yu Zhiming noticed that the man's eyes were red and swollen like peaches. Was this caused by crying sadly for Xu Yang?
"Doctor Yu, Doctor Yu, I am Xu Yang's colleague and friend. My name is Cui Lin."
Cui Lin introduced herself and then asked: "Um, Doctor Yu, I want to ask, was it painful for him to leave?"
Yu Zhiming said vaguely: "Because the blood loss is rapid, the pain will only last for a few seconds at most, and then nothing will be known."
Cui Lin wiped her eyes and asked again: "Dr. Yu, can you forward a copy of the voice message Xu Yang sent you to me?"
She further explained: "I just want to keep his last voice in this world as a memorial."
Yu Zhiming said: "Well, you have to go find the girl named Zhou Mo who is hosting the memorial service inside."
"The voice message is on her mobile phone."
After a pause, he couldn't help but ask: "May I ask, what is your relationship with Mr. Xu Yang?"
Cui Lin had a painful expression on her face and her eyes were filled with tears. She choked and said, "Xu Yang once pursued me. I was worried that I would drag him down, so I rejected him cruelly."
"A drag?" Yu Zhiming caught the key word.
Cui Lin explained: "I am divorced and have a six-year-old daughter. My daughter was injured in an accident and her face was disfigured."
"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that I have a father who does nothing but eats, drinks, whores, gambles, and does everything. I can't get rid of him, and I can't bear to let a good man like Xu Yang step into this pit of fire again.
, suffer with me.”
After a pause, Cui Lin cried again and said: "Just yesterday, after I went to work, the front desk handed me a package, saying that Xu Yang asked her to deliver it to me."
"I opened it and saw that it was money, a total of 164,800 yuan. The note left by Xu Yang said that he was going to do plastic surgery for my daughter, woo woo woo woo..."
Cui Lin burst into tears and said: "I had a very bad premonition at that time. Unexpectedly, I received a call from the hospital the next moment, woo woo..."
Yu Zhiming looked at Cui Lin who was crying so hard that she couldn't help but sigh.
He asked: "Does your daughter have a good plastic surgeon for facial plastic surgery?"
Cui Lin tried hard to hold back her tears and said, "No, I just took her for a few consultations. They all said that the wound was a bit deep and complicated. It would be very difficult to recover as before, and it would cost at least one or two hundred thousand yuan."
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"It's just that I have a father like that, so I can't save any money at all, ugh..."
Yu Zhiming thought for a moment and said, "You can take your daughter to the Oriental Hospital Plastic Surgery Center to consult Dr. Tong Yu, give me my name, and ask how far she can recover."
After saying this, Yu Zhiming looked at the man next to him.
This man, who was about thirty years old, came out of the small auditorium not long after Cui Lin chased him.
Then, he waited aside.
Yu Zhiming asked: "What's the matter with you?"
The man took a step forward and said, "Doctor Yu, I am Xu Yang's family representative, and I am his brother."
"Brother?" Yu Zhiming frowned.
"He's a cousin, a very close cousin!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The man explained, and then said: "Well, cousin Xu Yang saved eight people by donating his organs this time."
"After saving so many people, why should we give some compensation and condolences to his family?"
Hearing what the other party said, Yu Zhiming didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and turned around and left.
"Hey, hey, don't go." The man started to chase after him, but was stopped by Zhang Hai standing beside him.
The man shouted again: "We can discuss compensation later, but you have to reimburse me for the high-speed rail tickets, food, accommodation and other expenses I paid for coming here..."
Yu Zhiming returned to Zhizhen Building and was busy until 12 noon. When he returned to his office, he saw Zhou Mo setting lunch on the coffee table in the reception area.
"Is the memorial service over?"
Zhou Mo hummed, and then introduced: "A total of eleven people came up to speak. They talked about Xu Yang's time in college, work, and life."
"Well, to put it simply, he is a good person who is considerate of others, will only wrong himself, and is hard-working and hard-working."
She sighed again: "Dr. Yu, your wish for him in another world is right. If he can be more self-sufficient and wanton, he won't be so overwhelmed with thoughts."
The next moment, Zhou Mo turned to his voice and said cheerfully: "Doctor Yu, let me tell you another happy thing."
"Something happened to the man and woman who wasted our time by taking the elevator, and it was not a big deal."
After simply washing up, Yu Zhiming sat down at the coffee table and asked casually: "What happened to them?"
Zhou Mo said hey: "After we left, the two of them had a fight in the underground parking lot, and then they started fighting."
"The man slapped the woman first, and the woman retaliated by kicking the man on the vital area."
"Dr. Yu, guess what happened?"
Zhou Mo didn't wait for Yu Zhiming's response, and said with a hint of schadenfreude: "I directly kicked one of the man's balls//balls, not only that, but also made the man's heartbeat stop."
"So serious?" Yu Zhiming was very surprised.
Zhou Mo nodded and said, "That's it. When the woman saw that the situation was not good, she was scared away."
"Fortunately, the man's life should not have been cut off. Someone happened to come to the underground parking lot and saw the man lying on the ground. They gave him artificial respiration and chest compressions."
"The property owner also noticed something was wrong during the surveillance and called the police and an ambulance."
Zhou Mo asked curiously: "Doctor Yu, can the broken egg//egg cause cardiac arrest?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "A man's egg//The nerve distribution in the egg is very rich. The pain caused by rupture is unbearable and will cause severe nerve reflexes."
"If the guy has some heart problems, the severe pain may stimulate the vagus nerve, trigger cardiac arrest, and eventually lead to sudden death."
"Also, the severe pain of the egg//egg can also cause the secretion of a large amount of adrenaline, and the sudden high concentration of adrenaline in the blood may also induce heart disease, such as cardiac arrest."
Zhou Mo let out a light sigh and said, "I understand. In other words, that guy has some problems with his heart?"
Yu Zhiming nodded and replied: "It's possible."
"Not only severe pain, but also excessive emotional stimulation, such as excitement, sadness, fear, etc., may also induce heart disease and lead to cardiac arrest. Therefore, high and low emotions are also very harmful to the body."
He confirmed and asked: "The man was finally rescued?"
Zhou Mo snorted and said, "The heartbeat has recovered, but the egg//the egg is not there. It was removed by surgery."
"Also, there are some minor irregularities in his heartbeat. I don't know if it was there before or if it was caused by this cardiac arrest."
"So, that guy's parents just asked someone to contact me and want to ask you to give him a heart check-up."
Zhou Mo added: "I replied to them that you are very busy and don't have time."
Yu Zhiming chuckled and said, "Yes, just reply to them like this."
"Originally, I had a few minutes to spare, but it's a pity that it was wasted..."
