"Knowing is the basic morality of being a doctor, saving lives and helping the wounded, and having the world in mind."

Lu Feng said seriously.

To Lu Feng's surprise, Shang Wende shook his head silently.

"Master, am I not right? But that's what it's said outside, even in books. ”

Lu Feng showed a trace of doubt in his heart.

Shang Wende sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "That's just the concept of the current society. Our traditional Chinese medicine is handed down by our ancestors, and its medical ethics, medicine, and medical skills are superb; Virtue, moral character. Lu Feng, the medical ethics that our Chinese medicine pays attention to are not just to treat diseases and save people, it also has a deeper meaning, doctors, save the world, whether it is a patient, or a person who is physically healthy and psychologically ill, and even for their spiritual world, it must also be saved, just like a psychiatrist. Let's take another analogy: just like Wang Yiyuan outside, he is not a big traitor, he will face legal sanctions, we can't save him, but his last long-cherished wish, the last regret, we must help him realize, so that even if he dies, he can go with peace of mind, this is virtue, the virtue of medical virtue. Caring for the people of the world and being compassionate is the real doctor. ”

Medical! Morality!

Lu Feng finally understood the meaning of these two words. He finally understood what the master had said before accepting him as an apprentice, that accepting apprentices is not only about the apprentice's medical skills, but also about being virtuous. He finally understood that although Liu Huan's name was Master Shang Wende, Shang Wende did not let him carry out the apprenticeship ceremony and did not accept him as a closed disciple.

"Lu Feng, what I said today, I hope you can remember it firmly. Those who practice medicine care about the people of the world, the good people, the evil people, the rich people, the poor people, as long as there is a need, they are all our patients. Shang Wende said solemnly.

"Well, I know, but master, I replied that the bad guys also treat us when they come to us for treatment, why do you shake your head?"

Lu Feng still remembers the master's reaction that day.

Hearing this, Shang Wende smiled slightly and said: "This is another layer, we as doctors want to save people, but not everyone can be saved, and saving may not be cured, such as a big traitorous person, I asked you about this, you said to save him, I said what you said is not right." Later, if you say no, then I will still say no, because doctors are called to save people. ”

Hearing this, Lu Feng was confused, everything was wrong, so save it or not?

"Today, the master will teach you an important lesson, the great traitor, we must save him, of course, it is best to persuade him to turn back, but if we cannot free him from sin, then we will treat his disease, cure but not necessarily cure, let him do bad things in his illness. When Wang Yiyuan came in, his expression was not the eyes that a kind person should have, so I asked you to treat Wang Yiyuan, I know that you are not well treated, and at the same time I also observe his expression to determine the judgment in my heart, if I judge me wrong, I will treat it, but I didn't expect you to be bone-grafted, it seems that the master underestimated you. ”

Saying that, Shang Wende shook his head, and asked seriously in Lu Feng's embarrassed look: "Have you remembered today's words, the doctor is not just one person, but more people who think about it all the time, and sometimes it is necessary to sacrifice one person." ”

"Master, disciple will always remember your teachings today!"

Lu Feng respectfully knelt down in front of Shang Wende, today's master's words seemed to be engraved in Lu Feng's mind and engraved in his heart, and in the future, for the rest of his life, he will remember it firmly.

And the content of this lesson is something that I haven't thought about before.

Leaving the hospital, Lu Feng rushed to the airport to buy a ticket to Shanxi.

Jiyang City is a long way from Shanxi, a distance of one or two thousand kilometers. By plane, it only takes an hour or two.

got off the plane and turned to the car, and finally at five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Feng rushed to the address given to him by Wang Yiyuan.

This is a residential community, it looks a little dilapidated, because it is off-duty time, the community is very lively, the community is full of children playing and running, everyone is full of clean smiles.

Room 406, Unit 3.

Soon, Lu Feng came to the door, although it was an anti-theft door, but there was no doorbell, Lu Feng could only knock on the door helplessly.

After a while, there was no movement in the room, which made Lu Feng show a trace of doubt.

Maybe you're not at home at this time, right?

Lu Feng sighed lightly, and was about to leave first to eat something, people are iron rice and steel, and he was hungry and panicked if he didn't eat a meal. Along the way, from morning to now, he has not eaten anything.

Walking on the winding path of the community, watching the sunset in the western sky in the evening, smelling the last fragrance of the residual flowers, and feeling the cool breeze, Lu Feng's heart was peaceful.

"Mom, I'm hungry, what are we going to eat today?"

"There are still shredded radishes copied at noon, wait for my mother to buy a few steamed buns, eat a little at night, and wait for tomorrow at noon, my mother will make something delicious for you."

"Why are you eating leftovers again! Mom, do you deliberately make a little extra dish every morning and save it for the evening? I ate shredded radish and pickles all day long, and now I'm tired of eating them. ”

"Son, tomorrow, tomorrow Mom will definitely make you something to eat, obedient, ah!"

"Mom, I want to eat meat, I haven't eaten meat for almost a month, don't you say that I'm the time to grow now? Eat meat to grow as tall and big as your father. ”

Lu Feng's gaze withdrew from the western sky, and his eyes looked at a middle-aged woman not far ahead, holding an eight- or nine-year-old boy. Their words made Lu Feng's heart throb.

Suddenly, Lu Feng keenly found that when the little boy said that he hadn't eaten meat for almost a month, tears flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, and the other hand that did not hold her son was also squeezed fiercely, it was hard to imagine that this woman looked like she was in her thirties, the green tendons on her arms were bursting up, and there were multiple scars on the back of her hands and wrists.

In the sight, the middle-aged woman stopped, looked at her son in a daze, tried to control the tears, and slowly, took out a gray-black handkerchief from her pocket, and the hands that looked scarred slowly opened the wrapped handkerchief with a slight tremble.

It's a stack of money, a stack of one, two-dollar bills, and there are also one-and-two-cent and five-cent bills.

The middle-aged woman's fingers touched the money, paused slightly, and then took out a piece of money and handed it to her son, and said in a low voice: "There is a meat bun seller at the gate of the community, you go buy one to eat!" ”

The little boy's eyes lit up, and he took the money from the middle-aged woman in surprise and quickly ran outside.

The middle-aged woman looked at her son's emaciated back, and her tears finally did not control and slid down her dry cheeks. The moment the crystal tears dripped down his cheeks and from his chin, Lu Feng seemed to see the most poignant picture in the world.

It was not tears, it was the bitterness and pain of a poor mother!

When his eight or nine-year-old son was growing up, he didn't have the money to buy meat for him, so he only ate fried shredded radish and pickles without oil.

The child's innocent big eyes, the emaciated back, and the scene of the middle-aged woman crying were like a knife stabbing into Lu Feng's heart.

Some time ago, Lu Feng once said to the couple who went to the hospital to see a doctor, 'No one can suffer the child', but at this moment, this sentence is like a thorn stuck in the throat, and his nose is sore, but he doesn't dare to let his tears fall, because he knows that it is not that the mother does not want to give the child meat to eat, it is poverty, there is no money, and it is deep helplessness and pain......

The gray-black handkerchief in the piece of loose money, the dime and two cents bill, dazzling.

To the best of my ability, I must treat this kid to a meal of meat, a good meal!

When they met, Lu Feng was reluctant to go directly to give money, because it was an insult and a charity.

Passing by the middle-aged woman, Lu Feng didn't look at the middle-aged woman again, not that he didn't want to look, but he didn't dare to look at this thin woman who was oppressed by life and couldn't afford to buy meat for her son.

A minute later, Lu Feng rushed to the door of the community, however, the next scene made his heart smash hard.

Outside the gate of the crowded community, an old man who had lost his legs was covered in a tattered gown, and his messy hair and beard covered his original appearance, and his miserable appearance was touching.

This is a disabled beggar who has lost his legs, he has his head bowed, his thin hands are pressed on the ground, and he keeps kowtowing to pedestrians coming and going, and on the ground in front of him, there is a broken porcelain bowl, and the scattered pieces of the porcelain bowl add up to only one or two dollars.

And the boy, who looked to be only eight or nine years old, suddenly stopped in front of the old man, his bright eyes showed a pitiful look, and his thin body slowly squatted down in front of the old beggar.

His eyes swept from the broken porcelain bowl in front of the old man, and then he turned his head to look at the small cart selling meat and buns more than ten meters away, Lu Feng's angle was just right to see the boy's eyes clearly, and he keenly captured that what the boy's eyes showed was deep reluctance.

However, when the boy's eyes were removed from the floating cart of meat buns, and he looked back at the miserable old beggar in front of him, he gently put the banknote that he had almost broken into the broken porcelain bowl in his little hand, trembling slightly.

Standing up resolutely, turning around resolutely, with a full sense of loss, and the expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry, the boy left quietly and walked towards the door of the community.

A young age, a heart of gold.

Lu Feng's stiffened body moved, although his eyes were already full of crystal tears, when Lu Feng looked up at the sky, he blocked the boy's way.

"Uncle, are you okay?" The complicated expression on the boy's face disappeared, but was replaced by confusion and incomprehension.