Hearing that she had a fever again, Jane was nervous for no reason. The fingers holding the phone tightened slightly, and the joints were white.

"Let's take fever medicine first, do you have a thermometer at home? ”

"Good. The man replied with only one word, and never spoke again.

I didn't hear a voice for a long time, and I didn't know what was going on on the other side of the phone, so I could only ask tentatively: "Qi Heng, are you okay?" As soon as she got home, the lights didn't have time to turn on, and the whole living room was pitch black, she was standing at the entrance, holding the hand of the mobile phone, slightly cool, only the light in the corridor behind her provided the only light.

On the other side of the phone, after a while, I finally heard his voice: "Well, I'm fine." Just went to get a thermometer. ”

Hearing this, knowing that Qi Heng shouldn't have too much of a problem, he closed the door and turned on the light in the living room. Then he sat on the sofa and waited for the results of Qi Heng's body temperature measurement. Although even if you know the result, it is impossible to help much, but it is still a little uneasy to hang up the phone like this.

It was a quiet night, and neither of them spoke. Through her phone, Jane heard the sound of shallow breathing on the other side. Maybe it's because it's at night, so the senses are infinitely magnified. Now, all she heard was the sound of breathing on the other side and her own nervous heartbeat.

Qi Heng may have been too uncomfortable, and he didn't say a word. It wasn't until almost five minutes later that Qi Heng's voice rang on the phone again, and the deep voice slowly read the power of the silver lines on the thermometer.

Fortunately, it's not too serious. Jian Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "I took antipyretic medicine tonight and rested early, my body is very important." ”

"Got it, Dr. Jane. ”

Listening to the other party's obviously joking tone, Jane saw that he didn't care about his illness. In the end, I had to hang up.

A bright moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the night wind blew through the window, Jane wrapped the pajamas she had just changed, and walked over to close the window, winter, it is really coming.

When I got up the next day, I sent a message to ask how Qi Heng was doing, and after confirming that it was much better, I put my mind at ease. She didn't know that it was just an adult man who had a small cold and a small fever, why she was so worried, and she could only temporarily blame these on occupational diseases. As a doctor, it is appropriate to pay attention to the patient's physical condition.

On a misty morning, the air was humid and cold, and when I turned on my phone and looked at the date, I realized that my birthday was really approaching. Another year passed, bland to the extreme, no new encounters, no old separations.

Stepping into the hospital, today is the day of surgery, and it is advisable to be busy.

On the other side, Qi Heng also set off to the studio. The prospects for the restoration of cultural relics in the first few years were not good, and in recent years, thanks to the intervention of the media, this profession has officially entered people's field of vision. Leaving this industry, more often, is involuntarily.

As soon as he walked into the workshop, the newcomer from last time didn't know where to get out: "Boss, senior brother said that you won't work here in the future, are you going to marry your sister-in-law?"

Hearing the title of sister-in-law, Qi Heng's steps were obviously stunned, and the movements of being wearing work clothes were not so smooth, but it was only for a moment, and after putting on work clothes, Qi Heng replied to this gossipy young man while wearing a mask: "Work hard." ”

The young man's interest was extinguished by the boss, and he obediently ran to do his own thing.

If you want to talk about this studio, it can be regarded as his second home. Moved out of the old house and spent most of the time here. Restoring literature requires a great deal of patience and a great deal of time. It didn't take as long to go home as it did here.

At the beginning, I resolutely changed my major to study cultural relics restoration, and these ten years are enough. decided to take over the matter of Dingcheng, the old gentleman must already know, there is no arrow to turn back when he opens the bow, not to mention that the arrow is already on the string, where can he tolerate remorse.

Turn your mind and get into the work at hand. As he said earlier, the restoration of ancient documents is like a medical treatment, all kinds of damage and stains of ancient books are called book diseases by restoration artists, they will treat books as their own children, so the restoration is like seeing a doctor. The restoration of ancient books is also about looking at and hearing. Step by step, there is no room for sloppiness, and saving the old as the old is the most basic criterion for them to be doctors of ancient books.

After binding the book, this cultural relic can be regarded as a rescue.

It was already evening when I walked out of the studio, the sky was overcast, the dark clouds were rolling, and the rain was continuous, so I strode back to the car and dialed Song Yuan's phone: "Wait for me in Dingcheng." ”

Zhang Yunbin has not really stood on his side until now, even if the old man wants him to go back to take over Dingcheng, but if the first test cannot be passed, he will naturally not let him contact Dingcheng again. The hard work of two old people in a lifetime cannot make a single mistake. Now Dingcheng, one more wrong step, will be doomed.

At the hospital, Jian Yi had just undergone an operation, when he heard Xiaoxiao running over and said, "Doctor Jian, the patient in bed 34 said that he felt nauseous, but he did not vomit, because he had only undergone stent surgery the day before yesterday, so I want you to take a look." ”

Jane nodded her head in understanding after hearing this, and after cleaning up, she went to bed 34. It was an old woman with thinning hair, lying on a hospital bed, whispering something.

Walking two steps quickly, Jian Yi asked, "Mother-in-law, how are you feeling now, are you still a little nauseous?"

Before the old woman could speak, a middle-aged man rushed over: "You were the one who operated on my mother, and now what's going on, you have to give an explanation." ”

Looking at the man's actions, Jian Yi frowned, ignoring the middle-aged man's rude behavior, and bent down to look at the old woman's symptoms, but the old woman still didn't speak, just nodded slowly. Jian Yi's voice was a little louder, and she asked again: "Mother-in-law, do you feel like vomiting?" Afraid that the old woman would not hear it, she turned her hand out of her chest and made a gesture of vomiting.

Before Jane could observe the old woman's reaction, she was pushed away by the middle-aged man just now, only to hear the middle-aged man shouting: "My mother is like this, what are you doing here without seeing a doctor?" She is so old, but if there are three longs and two shorts, who is responsible!"

The brow is furrowed even tighter, but it is important to see a doctor. Jian Yi carefully observed the old woman and found that the patient was already uncomfortable and unable to speak normally. Look at the symptoms...... Immediately turned to Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, do a brain CT for bed 34." ”

Before he could make any moves, he heard the middle-aged man shouting: "I have been spending this and that money since the surgery, this is obviously a heart problem, why do you want to check the brain? You just want to cheat us for money!"

Seeing that there were people coming to watch at the door of the ward, the old woman was obviously uncomfortable, the so-called son of the old woman kept coming to question her as a doctor, not to see how her mother was, Jian Yi stood up straight and looked directly at the middle-aged man: "When the patient was sent, you were not around, and when you signed the preoperative consent form, you didn't answer anything, and signed it directly." Now the patient needs to be sent for diagnosis right away! Is the patient perennially high blood pressure?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be shocked by her appearance, and stood there straight, staggering. Jian Yi took a deep breath and asked again, "Don't you say it now?"

It took a long time to see the middle-aged man nod. As soon as Jian Yi got the answer, she turned to look at bed 34: "Xiaoxiao, let's go and do a brain CT for the patient first." ”

When the old woman was pushed away, the middle-aged man who had just kept his head down was unhappy again, and the whole ward was his voice. Originally, there were three patients in one ward, all of whom were middle-aged and elderly, and other family members were not happy with such a quarrel.

Someone came over to persuade the middle-aged man to be quiet, it was a little late, and the patient wanted to rest, so the middle-aged man didn't shout loudly, but he still kept muttering.

After a while, Xiaoxiao ran over to Jian Yi and said, "Cerebral hemorrhage." ”

Hearing the diagnosis, Jian Yi frowned, the 34th bed was sent to the emergency department, and there was no family member around, and the neighbors found out before they came. The family members came over and hurriedly signed. Just keep yelling to save your life, and don't say anything else.

In this way, 34 beds have a history of perennial hypertension, and among the drugs prescribed, there are many types of anticoagulants and large doses. Although the family didn't say anything at the beginning, they had already thought that middle-aged and elderly people would generally be accompanied by the problem of three highs, so they were very cautious when dispensing medicines, and it stands to reason that there will be no such problems as now. Now the patient has a cerebral hemorrhage, which is really out of the picture.

Although the voice of the smile was very small, it was still heard by the middle-aged man: "Okay, sure enough, it's you, you are quacks, you can do anything for money, no matter whether my mother lives or dies! The pens in his pocket flew out after he made such a fuss, crackling all over the ground. The scene can no longer be described as chaotic.

"You quacks, lose money!"

Jian Yi clutched his clothes tightly and tried his best to free himself first. But the disparity in strength between a young woman and a middle-aged man was too great for her to earn him. In the end, it was not until a male doctor came over that the middle-aged man was pulled away. Jian Yi was rescued.

Looking at the situation in front of her, Jane sighed and walked back to the office like a walking corpse.

In the chaos just now, one of the buttons of the white coat was broken off, and the hair was a little messy. She propped her hands on the table, already exhausted after a day of surgery, and now she was even more tired. It was getting late, and the sky was getting dark. The phone vibrated twice and then calmed down again. But she didn't pay attention, she just wanted to rest for a while now.

In the silent office, it didn't take long for someone to break the silence, and Xu rolled in like a moonwind and asked, "What's the matter, I heard Xiaoxiao say that something happened here?"

Hearing that it was Xu Ruyue's voice, Jian Yi didn't look up, still hanging his head, and whispered: "Hmm." ”

Xu Ruyue was about to comfort a few words, when she heard someone come over and call Dr. Jian, saying that she was going to the director to ask about the specific situation.

At the beginning, I knew that this experience was indispensable. He spun the chair and stood up and patted Xu Ruyue on the shoulder: "I'm fine, don't worry, you go home first." ”

When I arrived at the director's office, it was another responsibility analysis. After reviewing the case, the doctor did inform the patient in detail in many places, but did not carefully confirm the patient's condition when the patient took the postoperative medication, and the doctor was at fault in this regard, but the patient's family also had some responsibility. Jane knew it wouldn't turn out too well.

Director Li just sighed and said, "This time the responsibility is not all on the doctor, the patient also has a certain responsibility." ”

Jane nodded, indicating that she understood. After that, leave the office and wait for the next day's results.

It was late at night, looking at the empty corridor, Jian Yi felt powerless for the first time. In the corridor, the hospital's electronic watch glowed with a faint red light, and this short section of the corridor seemed to be impossible to walk through.

As soon as I got off the elevator, I saw a man standing in the rain with an umbrella. The night was dark, the moon and the stars were gone, but he was the only one, in the darkness, as if he had become a beacon.

Jian Yi stood in the building, looked at him, and shouted in a low voice: "Qi Heng." ”