Zhang Tianyang did not wait for the operation to end.

The people on the verge of collapse in the emergency room were all replaced in advance, and like Zhang Tianyang, they refused to leave outside the emergency surgical room.

Now, without worrying about the patients, they are really breaking down.

The trainee nurse was crying outside the operating room, and she was afraid that her crying would affect the operation inside, so she had to keep her voice silent.

But the more I endured it, the more I wanted to cry, and I couldn't help but howl again.

Nurse Ouyang, like Senior Brother Deng, squatted in the corner of the wall, holding her head in her hands, looking up at the opposite side from time to time, with suspicious marks in the corners of her eyes.

Zhang Tianyang and the white meat shield were straight there, their faces were calm and cold, and no one should enter.

Some of the family members waiting next to them are old people and some are newcomers, but whether they are familiar with the medical staff in the rescue room or not, at least, in their impression, the people in white clothes are calm.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of it and did not change color.

Hands and faces covered with blood can save people.

When have they ever seen such doctors and nurses?

Subconsciously, instinctively, they stayed away.

With the door of the emergency surgery room as the radius, there is only people in white clothes in a large circle.

From eleven o'clock, there were more white clothes coming one after another.

There are professor-level white clothes, come to see the situation, and then walk away with a gloomy face.

There are white clothes from the emergency department, spontaneously gathered here, comforting colleagues, and then let out a low whimper.

There are other departments that have already left work, those who have just gotten off work, and those who haven't had time to get off work, and after getting the news, they spontaneously rushed over, clasped their hands, and prayed for their seniors.

And a lot more, on the way.

There are many more, but they didn't come, but they hid in an unknown corner, and they wanted to cry, but they couldn't cry.

In the end, there are too many people.

The vice president fully understood the feelings of this group of doctors and nurses, because he himself was already about to be blown up.

But the hospital is not alone in this patient.

There are still many sick people waiting to be helped.

Those patients didn't make any mistakes and couldn't be affected by the mistakes of the scum.

A group of people were driven out of the emergency department's operating room doors, and some remained in the doctor's office on the first floor to wait for the results.

Some saw the bloody mess on the ground, left in anger, and then stayed up all night.

Zhang Tianyang did not continue to pestle in the hospital.

He calmly changed his clothes and took off his bloody white coat.

Staring at the bright red on the white, he rolled up his white coat and wrapped it in a yellow garbage bag.

......

Oriental Medical University in the middle of the night was deserted.

A few pale lights, shadows of trees swaying in the wind, the occasional rustle, and a lonely figure.

In fact, this point is very deserted everywhere.

It's just that I've been in the emergency department for a long time, and suddenly I don't have those loud voices, and I don't have those nervous and anxious faces, and I always feel unaccustomed.

The playground is also generally deserted at night.

Seven o'clock to eleven o'clock is the busiest time, and as soon as half past eleven o'clock, the crowd of people who run at night will return to the dormitory one after another.

Only those who are too late to do the experiment, or who have been stimulated by something, will appear on the playground after twelve o'clock.

But today, it's past twelve o'clock, and there are still a lot of figures on the playground.

It's not the kind of figure with headphones and leisurely small steps.

Rather, it was a figure that strode wildly, roared loudly, and then fell to the ground, crying and laughing.

Zhang Tianyang is not them, I don't know what kind of mood they are in.

The word about the truth must have spread, right?

At least, among these people in the Oriental Hospital, the word spreads, right?

What will they think?

Wrath?

Sorrowful?

Cold-hearted?

What will they do?

Like the doctors who came to take over, trying to forget about it and continue to treat the sick and save people?

Running wild on the playground like the people he sees now?

Or do you want to jump out of bed and fight on the front line of Weibo?

Maybe keep scrolling through your phone, paying attention to the results?

Will you put your hands together and pray to the gods and Buddhas?

Is it possible to discuss and scold people in public?

Or are you hiding on the balcony, talking to your parents on the phone, and crying silently?

He didn't know.

He is not a bystander.

He was a first-hand witness.

He knew what was going on.

He was aware of the other party's condition.

He remembered the gentleness of the professor.

He couldn't forget the warm blood.

Tonight, Zhang Tianyang made a lot of phone calls.

Most of them called for help.

The doctor from the response department came quickly.

I beg the professors to come and take a look.

Ask the media people to spread as much as possible.

Ask the senior brother to at least make him suffer a little longer.

It's all for someone else.

And himself, like a cold machine.

He stops the bleeding, he intubates, he clips small blood vessels.

He called for a consultation, and he was taken to the operating room.

He dealt with the suspect, he punished the suspect.

He spread the news, he made the arrangements.

But he didn't shed a single tear.

The little nurses couldn't stop crying, and the female doctors were wiping their tears.

Even a person with such a good face as Senior Brother Deng squatted helplessly in the corner, with suspicious marks in the corners of his eyes.

He didn't.

He didn't roar a word.

Even the phrase "roll" is a deep voice.

Many of the white clothes who came later were scolding, and even the senior brothers of the orthopedics department scolded several times angrily when they got the news.

He didn't.

He didn't lose control of his emotions even for a moment.

Something happened, and he saved people.

When the matter was over, he wrote the handover.

The old lady's handover, even if this happened, he wrote it in detail.

The investigation will definitely freeze all the medical records, but he is not afraid at all.

Except for the initial admission to the hospital, which was written by Professor Yang, the subsequent course of the disease was typed by him word by word.

Just looking at the course of the disease, this is a patient whose condition is gradually improving, which is gratifying.

But look at the family, it's a ticking time bomb.

And now, it's blown up.

Zhang Tianyang is like a ruthless machine, doing everything he can do, and then, he retires.

Until now, it's one o'clock in the middle of the night.

He just silently rolled up his white coat, silently sat on the highest stand by the playground, silently facing the wind, silently looking at the direction of the hospital.

There was a place in my heart that seemed empty.

The phone is put on silent.

The screen is bright and dark, dark and bright.

A lot of people called him, a lot of people messaged him.

There are professors, brothers, sisters, roommates, classmates, counselors, and academic offices.

But he didn't even look at it.

Everything that should be said has been said, and everything that should be explained has been explained.

He just silently, silently, watching, staring.

Staring at it deadly.

The place where the light still shines when all the buildings are in darkness.

Being a doctor, really, it's so hard!

......

"Hey!"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded.

It's like it's from the playground in front.

But Zhang Tianyang remained motionless and did not turn his head.

"Hey, what are you running so high!"

It sounded familiar.

"Zhang, God, Yang!"

"You ignore me, I'm up!"

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