"Your trachea is blocked and your brain is blocked? Wake up. It's not me you owe a favor to, it's your mother, it's your son. If it weren't for them, do you think you can still live? Apart from them, who else cares about you in this world?
Life or death!" She snorted, "Do you think you are torturing me? Wake up, fool! Except those who love you, who can you hurt? Are you dead, alive, happy, sad, or enjoying happiness?
Who cares about suffering! Look at your stupidity, it’s so ridiculous!”
In the quiet room, Doctor Zhou laughed out loud again.
"That's right, that's right." He nodded and said.
Liu Pucheng looked at him helplessly.
Mrs. Xie came over tremblingly and took Mr. Xie's hand.
"Zhengmei, Zhengmei." She shouted, "I've already sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person once, don't let me do it again..."
She couldn't go on at this point, tears streaming down her wrinkled face.
Mrs. Xie looked at her, finally let out a sob and shed tears, and held Mrs. Xie's hand tightly.
Chang Yuncheng also walked over and knelt beside the bed, holding Xie's other hand.
"Don't let her cry, it's not good for the wound." Qi Yue said.
In fact, it was obviously you who made her cry...
Of course no one dares to say this.
Her words were like an imperial edict. Mrs. Xie immediately stopped crying and hurriedly wiped Mrs. Xie's tears.
"No more crying, no more crying, just wait and cry as much as you want," she coaxed.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the room was a little moved, except for Dr. Zhou and Qi Yue.
Qi Yue sighed.
"Master was also moved?" A disciple couldn't help but ask.
Qi Yue shook her head and stood outside the ward door, looking at the yard.
"Such a hateful person is still cared for and loved by others. It's really..." She shook her head and sighed, "It's unjust."
This, what does this mean?
Could it be that Master just said what he said to persuade the patient? But was he really... scolding?
"Of course I really scolded her." Qi Yue was playing with her quill in the room and said to Aru who was bringing the food, "I feel annoyed when I see her! She is totally crazy!"
She said this and stabbed the orange peel on the table hard with her quill.
"Don't play with this." Aru reached out and took away the orange peel. "It's hard to wash your hands if they are stained."
"I don't want to eat." Qi Yue pushed open the lunch box and said.
Aru looked at the barely touched meal.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked, "Are you tired?"
Qi Yue said lazily.
"Then go to bed early. I will be on duty for the first half of the night today. I will call you when you go to bed, and then prepare some midnight snacks." Aru said, while clearing the dishes.
There were footsteps outside the door.
"Your Majesty." A'ru looked back and hurriedly saluted.
Chang Yuncheng walked in.
Qi Yue was still lying on the table lazily.
"How is Madam?" Aru had to take the initiative to ask.
"I took the medicine and went to sleep." Chang Yuncheng said, "I asked someone to send my grandmother back."
"There is a nurse here, so you don't have to keep watch over me." Qi Yue said, leaning on the table and sitting down, looking at Chang Yuncheng, "You should go and lie down quickly, you haven't slept for a few days and nights."
Chang Yuncheng looked at her and lowered his eyes to block the red threads that were already spread inside.
"Have you eaten, Master Shizi?" Aru asked.
Chang Yuncheng said nothing.
"He doesn't care about eating." Qi Yue said, "Go to the cafeteria and get another one."
Ah Ru responded.
Chang Yuncheng sat down and looked around the room.
"How is it? My office is pretty good, isn't it?" Qi Yue leaned back on the chair, stretched out her hand and asked with a smile.
There are two rooms inside and outside, with bamboo curtains hanging down. In the outside room there is a table, a cabinet, a small bed, clothes racks, books and pens on the table, and two pots of green flowers and plants. A bamboo tube comes in from outside the wall, and there is a pool below.
There is a large pot of green leafy plants beside the pool.
She doesn't like flowering plants and always keeps some green spider plants with only leaves.
Overall, everything seems so familiar, just like at home.
However, he is no longer in this family.
"Why don't you eat?" Chang Yuncheng turned away and fell on the table.
Ah Ru didn't take away the lunch box, but Qi Yue's was still on the table.
Qi Yue groaned, but didn't say anything.
"You woman..." Chang Yuncheng looked at her, but did not say any more. Instead, he leaned forward and picked up the chopsticks, "Eat."
Qi Yue sighed and leaned on the back of the chair again, as if raising her legs.
Chang Yuncheng stretched out his hand holding the chopsticks insistently.
Comparing endurance with the doctor? Qi Yue looked at him with a smile.
Chang Yuncheng took back his hand, picked up his chopsticks, and started eating Qi Yue's meal.
"Hey!" Qi Yue said, sitting upright.
This time Chang Yuncheng ignored it and ate by himself.
"It's cold!" Qi Yue said.
Chang Yuncheng paused for a moment as he brought the rice to his mouth. He felt his throat was burning and his eyes were sore, but he continued to eat.
Aru came in with the food and was stunned when he saw it.
"Give me this." Qi Yue said, reaching out.
Ah Ru hurriedly carried it over and put it down.
Qi Yue picked up the chopsticks and started eating too.
The two people in the room were eating quietly without talking. Aru watched and gradually stepped aside, looking at the two people who were engrossed in eating across a table. She felt sad for some reason. She turned around and borrowed
He cut his hair and wiped away the tears that welled up in his eyes.
The simple meal was eaten quickly, and Aru packed up and left.
"I don't have much good tea here." Qi Yue poured him a cup of tea and said.
Chang Yuncheng reached out to take it, but before he could receive it, Qi Yue took back his hand.
"Cool it before you drink it. Don't just pour it into your mouth regardless of whether it's hot or cold," she said.
Chang Yuncheng looked at her.
"Okay, I remember." He said.
Qi Yue then pushed the cup to him and stood up.
"I'm going to see your mother while she's asleep," she said.
Chang Yuncheng stood up and Qi Yue had already walked out.
After all, she didn't want to spend too much time with herself, and she didn't want to say anything more to herself...
Yes, she cares about him, considers him, understands him, and maybe likes him, but she can not want him.
When Qi Yue came in again, she found that Chang Yuncheng had fallen asleep on the small bed outside.
"Wake him up?" Aru asked in a low voice.
Qi Yue shook her head.
"Obviously he is very sleepy. He doesn't need to be guarded in the ward over there. If he is guarded, he won't be able to sleep well, so let him rest here." She said in a low voice.
"You go to my place and sleep for a while." Aru whispered.
Qi Yue nodded and Aru went to clean up first. She stood at the door and finally walked in.
This small bed is not a bed for rest, but a bed for checking patients, so it only has sheets and no pillows or quilts. Of course, it will not be comfortable to fall asleep hard.
Qi Yue opened the curtain and went into the inner room, taking her own pillow and quilt.
The man was sleeping deeply, so Qi Yue spent a lot of effort to raise his head, put the pillow in place, took off his shoes, put a thin quilt on his waist, lowered the curtains, and then walked out.
The door was gently closed and the footsteps faded away. Chang Yuncheng curled up on the bed, his eyes still closed and closed even more tightly. He reached out to his side and hugged the pillow tightly, burying his head on the pillow.
Just let him be such a rogue once, and only then can he get close to her again and have her breath again.
Chang Yuncheng slowly bent up. The pillow was no longer under his head, but was held tightly in his arms. On the small bed, the tall man looked so lonely.
At first, he really just pretended to be asleep, thinking that he would enjoy the feeling of her by his side again. With Xie's condition now, he would definitely not be able to sleep, but he didn't expect that he actually fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that it was already dark outside.
quiet.
It's probably because of peace of mind.
Chang Yuncheng stood up, looked at the quilt and pillow in his arms, slowly arranged them, and placed them neatly on the bed. Then he looked inside the room. He couldn't see anything clearly in the night, but he still understood bit by bit.
Looking over, he seemed to want to imprint all this in his heart, then turn around and walk out.
There was only one lamp hanging in the yard, which reflected the light from a ward.
Chang Yuncheng walked over and saw Qi Yue's figure inside through the bamboo curtain.
"Master, don't people commit suicide by cutting their throats? Why can cutting their throats kill people but also make them live?" Two disciples asked at the side.
Qi Yue, who was looking at the blood pressure monitor, smiled.
"Then how do you cut it? It's just like arsenic. It's poisonous. If you eat it, you'll die. But when you use it in medicine, it can cure diseases." She laughed.
The disciples shook their heads and laughed.
"Master is so awesome, how did you come up with this idea?" they said.
"I'm not great. This is the experience accumulated over many lifetimes." Qi Yue stood and looked at the wound on the sleeping Xie's throat. At this time, the most breathable cloth was placed on the throat to prevent dust contamination.
, "Countless failed experiences have created the magical skills that seem incredible today."
When she said this, she looked at the two disciples.
"So, we should never be afraid of failure. It may seem like a failure, but we provide experience to those who come after us. The experience of failure is also a success," she said.
If you tell your disciples, you are also telling yourself.
The two disciples stood up straight.
"Yes." They responded solemnly.
"Don't be so formal." Qi Yue smiled and directed them, "Come on, let's do the atomization."
The two disciples responded and began to play with the small smoker on the charcoal stove.
"..Master, will your throat feel better if you suck this?"
"Yes, it can prevent dryness."
"But, Master, you were so powerful at that time that you dared to stab me like that..."
Having said this, Qi Yue smiled.
"Actually, I'm not that great." She recalled with some recollection, "I once saw a patient suddenly suffocate. At that time, there was nothing. The old doctor stabbed the throat with his own pen and fought for the patient.
Time to save your life..."
She said and looked at the disciples.
Are you surprised? Shocked?
The disciples nodded and widened their eyes.
"Master, what is a pen?" one of them asked with curiosity on his face.
The concerns of the ancients were always out of sync with hers...
Qi Yue let out a frustrated breath.
"It's a kind of pen, pointed..." she said bitterly.
Disciple said oh.
"Is it similar to the quill you use, Master?"
"..Steel, steel is different from feathers, right?"
"..What is steel?"
Seeing that the topic had gone wild, Qi Yue smiled and shook her head. The latter half of the night was the sleepiest time, so it would be good for everyone to chat. She smiled and turned around, carefully checking Xie's whole body to see if there was subcutaneous emphysema.
Under the dim lights, the busy figures in the room look so warm.
Chang Yuncheng withdrew his gaze from the window and turned to look at the yard.
The night gradually faded, the morning fog lifted, and people gradually began to walk on the street. Suddenly, the walking person stopped and let out a scream.
He was so frightened that he squatted on the ground. It took him a while to regain his senses. He didn't see the danger approaching, and then he cautiously raised his head and looked over.
There was a row of people kneeling on the street not far away, wearing white mourning clothes.
Seeing it so early in the morning is really scary!
What is this for!
The passers-by murmured and came closer out of curiosity, and then saw clearly that in front of the door of Qianjin Hall, apart from the women and children wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning, there was a door panel in front of them, with a...dead person lying on it.
The passerby finally screamed again, turned around and ran away.
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I clenched my fists and shouted! I was so moved that my face burst into tears. I prayed that I would maintain this state of being in a good state, so that being in debt would not be a terrible thing!
I will code again, but there will be no updates today. I will write tomorrow!*** (To be continued)
