At the same time, Zhang Ke was not idle. After leaving Sister Lan, he went to the next place without stopping - he had to go there to confirm one thing.
The entrance to Shanghai Ninth People's Hospital is crowded with people, and the dense flow of people coming in and out is no less than that of any prosperous hypermarket. The only difference is that most of the people here have sad or sick faces.
As a large city with the leading economy in the country, it is also one of the most famous large hospitals in the city. People from all over the world come to seek medical treatment every day with all kinds of strange and tricky diseases. Therefore, if locals in Shencheng usually have
I have a headache and a fever, but as long as it’s not too serious, I won’t come here to join in the fun.
Zhang Ke couldn't remember whether he had ever been here to see a doctor before, but the appearance of the hospital's facilities was undoubtedly very familiar - after all, he had "worked" here a few reincarnations ago, and he thought it was just an illusion.
It was a dream, but there was no doubt that the scenes I saw and heard at that time were exactly the same as in reality.
The appearance was completely consistent, which made Zhang Ke feel a little nervous, because the next thing to confirm was whether there was a doctor named "Zhang Shengke" in the orthopedics department.
After passing through the crowd, Zhang Ke walked directly to the nurse's desk, cleared his throat and said, "Excuse me, which doctors are on duty in the orthopedics department today? Is there a doctor named Zhang..."
"Oh, Director Zhang, you need to make an appointment in advance for the specialist clinic. Otherwise, you will be at the end of the queue. I'm afraid you will have to wait until close to get off work." The nurse said without raising her head, "I advise you not to be in a hurry.
If so, just make an appointment for next week and I'll help you register now."
"Director? No, it's definitely not a specialist clinic. What I'm looking for is a young doctor named..." Zhang Ke hesitated for a moment, then said, "My name is Zhang Shengke. Is there such a person? Or someone with a similar name?"
He was almost mentally prepared in his heart. The other party would tell him that there was no such person, and even give him a "Are you making trouble?" roll his eyes - in that case, he could leave here logically and put that absurd reincarnation behind him.
Just think of it as a false dream.
"What did you say? Who?" This time, the nurse who had been immersed in browsing Weibo suddenly raised her head in shock, as if she had heard some shocking news, and repeated in surprise, "Say it again, who
doctor?"
"Uh... Dr. Zhang Shengke, he should be new here not long ago, right? Or maybe I'm looking for the wrong hospital. If not, I'll leave right now -"
"he is."
Just when Zhang Ke couldn't help but want to turn around and leave, the nurse gave a positive reply with a surprised and curious tone: "He doesn't have anyone to make an appointment. I can register you now, but why are you
Are you looking for him? What disease do you want to see?"
"Really...is there such a doctor?"
Zhang Ke felt his brain buzzing. At the moment when he received a positive answer, he finally understood why he had been harboring an escape mentality that wanted to escape immediately and was unwilling to face it.
Because, if the life about Zhang Shengke is not a dream, if there really is a useless orthopedic surgeon Zhang Shengke in this world, who looks exactly like me, and I have even experienced his life personally, then...myself
Who is it?
Is it Zhang Ke, Zhang Shengke, or a wandering ghost who inexplicably occupies the identities and lives of others?
This lingering sense of existential vacillation and self-doubt in his heart was the foundation and reason for Zhang Ke's strange mood just now. But now the nurse's affirmative answer forced Zhang Ke to face this cruel and absurd question.
"Sir?" the nurse raised her voice and asked impatiently, "Are you still registered? What is your disease? I want to help you pre-register first."
"Oh, I just... fell and sprained my foot." Zhang Ke came back to his senses. Although the uneasiness in his heart had not diminished at all, he had already made a decision - no matter what, since he was already here, at least he could
You need to see the other person with your own eyes before deciding on your next action.
"You sprained your foot. Is it serious?" The nurse glanced at the ground and said, "It seems that your standing and walking are not affected. It should not be a big problem. In this case, just go to the community hospital. The doctor here is
There is a long queue for everyone, which is boring.”
"I'm already here. Let me prepare some medicine and then go back. Didn't you say that Dr. Zhang Shengke is here today? Just make an appointment with him for me." Zhang Ke said.
"Okay, if you insist on going, I won't stop you..." The nurse shook her head helplessly, registered the information, and gave him an appointment slip.
"What a weirdo. I have to go to that useless doctor in the orthopedics department for a minor injury. I'm afraid I'll be deceived into buying hundreds of yuan of dog-skin plaster." Zhang Ke just turned around and left. Before he could go far, he heard the nurse following him.
A colleague next to me muttered.
"Anyway, at least the plaster won't kill anyone. You can see that he walks quite normally. It's probably a very mild soft tissue contusion. He can just go home and take a nap. There's nothing he can do to stop him from giving money to that soft-boiled man.
, just let him go." My colleague also agreed.
Listening to the conversation between the two people, Zhang Ke couldn't help but smile with mixed emotions - after all, he could be regarded as "Zhang Shengke" for a day, and it really felt uncomfortable to be poked in the spine like this.
It is precisely because of this that Zhang Ke quickened his pace and couldn't help but want to see what his "other self" would be like when he was a different existence from himself.
I skillfully arrived at the familiar third floor and walked quickly to the end of the corridor. The room facing the toilet, with a crowded door and no patients at all, was Zhang Shengke's office.
Moreover, on the way up, Zhang Ke also caught a glimpse of an old man with a somewhat impressive appearance who was also registered at the orthopedics clinic. After thinking about it for a moment, he remembered that he was the man whom he had sold dog skin plaster to in the toilet before.
"Dong dong dong -" Zhang Ke knocked lightly on the door a few times, and then heard a casual "Please come in" from inside.
The other party's voice was relatively weak and cautious, and it sounded like someone who usually had little status and was used to being oppressed. Even when he spoke, he deliberately suppressed his tone, not wanting to offend others.
However, because he usually cannot hear his own voice, Zhang Ke cannot judge how similar the other party's voice is to his own, but the aura is definitely not the same.
Thinking of this, he seemed to be a little inspired, so he decisively pushed the door in and saw a man wearing a white coat sitting in front of the table with "Orthopedic Surgeon Zhang Shengke" written on his badge. The furnishings in the room were like this
Familiar, almost unchanged from when I was here in person before.
"Doctor Zhang, I——"
"A patient? Someone actually came to see me for medical treatment... Ahem, sit down first and tell me your specific situation, where the twist was, and whether the redness and swelling are severe..."
Chapter completed!