"Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"
Hanging the ward record in his hand on the baffle beside the hospital bed, Lin Zengxian looked at the patient leaning on the pillow with a smile.
A month has passed, and he has gradually adapted to life here. Although he still has language problems, he can already make do with some simple sentences.
"No, everything else is fine, thank you Dr. Lin."
The old lady, who had little strength to speak but looked energetic, gently patted the back of Lin Zengxian's hand, while the back of the old lady's hand was being stabbed with a syringe.
Different from his "serious face" during the consultation, Lin Zengxian is actually a very approachable person in private, at least that's what every patient he is responsible for thinks so.
When the grandmother's grandson was brought to visit by his parents, Lin Zengxian also brought chocolates to the child and folded a paper flower for the child who was depressed because of a relative's illness.
"Drip, slow down? Your hands are cold."
Covering the old lady's fingertips with her palm, Lin Zengxian lowered the infusion speed and looked back at the temperature displayed on the air conditioner.
It was already evening. Lin Zengxian was on duty today, so he made a special trip to take a look at each ward, so at this time, Liu Zhien, who he had successfully seconded to the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery, was not behind him.
Strictly speaking, Liu Zhien helped him a lot, minimizing the inconvenience caused by the language barrier when he first arrived.
Lin Zengxian has always been very grateful for this.
"It's okay, Dr. Lin, I'm going to take a nap, it won't affect me."
Knowing that Lin Zengxian had an outpatient clinic today, the old lady gave Lin Zengxian a symbolic push on his hand, asking him to finish checking the ward quickly and go back to her office to rest.
"Okay, if anything happens, please call."
The patient said he wanted to sleep for a while. Lin Zengxian, who had confirmed that the patient was in good condition, naturally did not stay in the ward any longer. He stood up and bowed, indicating to the ward nurse to take care of the patient, lay down, and left the ward quietly.
"There's one last one. Let's make a packet of noodles later. I'm hungry."
Thinking about whether to cook a pack of instant noodles after returning to the office later, Lin Zengxian walked to the last ward in the ward round and raised his hand to knock on the door. He stopped and did not continue.<
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The focus of his eyes fell on the door number of the ward. Lin Zengxian hesitated for a moment and raised his eyebrows.
[Patient:K.T.Y]
At the request of the woman with very colorful hair and light eyebrows, her full name was not written on the door number of this VIP ward, but only a few letters were used instead.
"Grilled dumplings?"
Lin Zengxian once used the input method that comes with his mobile phone to input these three letters, and the intelligent spelling result he got was these three words.
At first glance, it seems to have a cute and relaxed atmosphere.
However, this kind of atmosphere is limited to these few words and has nothing to do with the real person.
Lin Zengxian raised his head and looked at the small window on the door frame. There was no light inside.
Have you gone to bed already?
Strangely, this woman has never rested so early since she was hospitalized.
Tuk Tuk...
The knuckles of my fingers used a lot of force, but they tried not to use too much force when they landed on the door.
Tuk Tuk...
There was no sound in the ward.
Having done all the courtesy, Lin Zengxian, who was worried about the patient, held the doorknob and slowly opened the door a crack.
Slightly startled, Lin Zengxian stood on the spot, even breathing lightly.
There were no lights on in the ward, and it was pitch dark, but it wasn't so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.
The curtains in the ward were opened, but the windows were not closed tightly. The evening wind blew in, blowing a corner of the curtains.
There is a full moon in the sky outside the window. The silvery light of the moon is like clear water in a cup. It is poured into the human world by the full moon goddess Pandya, and also enters this ward through the window.
It seems like a forest that has been designated as a forbidden area by the elves in fairy tales.
And Lin Zengxian is a distant traveler who strayed into the forest late at night.
Do as the Romans do, whether it is to understand the environment or to appear more gregarious, Lin Zengxian has heard more or less news about the local entertainment industry these days.
Fans are crazy about pursuing them, and black fans are criticizing without mercy;
The press release from the brokerage company praises in a stereotyped manner, while the reports from entertainment news agencies speculate in a unique way;
Falling in love is human nature, falling in love is disqualifying for idols;
The team’s glorious past, the individual’s unknown future;
In the eyes of the juniors in the same company, she is a senior with a high status, and in the hearts of her colleagues in the opposite company, she is an "old woman" who can finally make room for herself;
Or is it a money-making machine who walks on the stage with fancy hair, scheming and wants to climb up the ladder, or an ordinary human being who walks off the stage with light eyebrows, lives slowly and wants to sing.
Lin Zengxian didn't know what "roasted glutinous rice balls" looked like, and he wasn't interested in knowing.
However, "Baked Tangyuan" is the patient he is responsible for treating, and it is his responsibility to ensure that "Baked Tangyuan" is discharged from the hospital in good health.
As if he was afraid of waking up the "roasted glutinous rice balls" who had already fallen asleep, and as if he didn't want to destroy the tranquility of the "forest" in front of him, Lin Zengxian slowly opened the door a little more, without rushing in.
Sitting on the hospital bed, that woman has neither the beauty of an "elf" nor the cuteness of a "roasted glutinous rice ball". Her unusually fair skin is outshone by the silver light cast by the goddess of the full moon. She is just a person who can reach out and touch the moonlight.
, but not touched by the moonlight, quietly in a daze.
There is no sadness or joy.
Here, time seems to no longer rush, leaving a blank space.
Lin Zengxian saw her eyes on that expressionless face.
Eyes cannot speak, and stars cannot be hidden in them. What Lin Zengxian saw in her eyes was himself.
Support from friends, attack from opponents;
The students were forced to shut up in the face of absolute strength, and the teacher could not do much in the long-term environment;
You will be ridiculed when you are thought to be incompetent, and you will be suppressed when you are thought to be capable;
Curing the patient is a matter of course, and being unable to do anything means not trying your best;
Successful surgery means a cure for all diseases; failure to cure it means failure of the operation;
In the eyes of the nurses in the operating room, he is a young and promising elite surgeon, but in the eyes of the surgeons in the same department, he is a young boy who does not know his capabilities;
Or are they insidious foreigners who deliberately try to suppress "good people who work hard" and play tricks on their minds, or are they ordinary human beings who stand in front of the tombstone of their loved ones and vow to never allow themselves to fail?
Tuk Tuk...
Lin Zengxian knocked on the door, the sound was neither loud nor soft.
"Dr. Lin."
Ordinary Human No. 1 stopped in his daze, immediately showed a professional smile, and looked towards the door.
Ordinary Human No. 2 walked into the ward, followed professional procedures, and gently picked up the ward records.