Seeing this, the nurse stood up angrily: "Stop shooting, what's there to shoot here!" Can you give people some personal space, don't you see people uncomfortable? ”

The reporter who was stopped seemed to be a little unwilling, and continued with the microphone: "But what did he mean by what he just said?" Are doctors also superstitious? ”

"He is now the deputy chief physician of our cardiothoracic surgery, he is very busy, and he is busy saving so many children during this time, the pressure is too great, please understand, thank you!" The nurse deliberately accentuated her tone when she said thank you, and her hands were still unceremoniously rushing.

"Is this a weak-hearted or something? What do you want to hide? I think there is obviously a certain problem with the doctor's mental state, no matter what the reason, do you feel responsible for allowing such a doctor to continue to treat so many heart disease children who are in urgent need of rescue? The reporter asked sharply.

The nurse was suddenly speechless by what he said, and aggravated the action of rushing people in her hands: "Who told you that he has mental problems?" Don't speculate and report all day long! Let's go! We'll be starting our afternoon work in a moment! ”

The reporter looked at her and only knew how to escape, the more he felt that he must have guessed correctly, and shouted loudly: "The spirit is fine, then why did he suddenly be like that just now?" So many of our cameras have captured it, so many people have seen it, and you are still quibbling! I doubt that you really have medical ethics, whether you really have a conscience to heal patients! ”

The previous words are okay, but this sentence is deeply related to the responsibility relationship between doctors and patients, if there is really such a situation, the hospital will definitely be drowned by public opinion.

Sure enough, just after he said this, whether it was passing by or the patients in the ward, all eyes gathered here when they heard it.

The little nurse's face was hot, and she was uneasy to the speechless crowd, but she could clearly feel that there was something different in the eyes of these patients, and the unconditional trust that had been carried with a little doubt.

Something is gathering momentum in the shadows.

She opened her mouth, she couldn't say anything to justify, she was responsible for everything she said, but she was not very familiar with this doctor's situation, and she didn't know what happened to him just now.

"I'm fine." There were still some hoarse voices left, breaking the dull and oppressive atmosphere.

After Feng Zhansheng completely settled down, he rearranged his hair and clothes, slowly stood up and walked towards the crowd, his eyes without lenses looked much sharper, he looked at these people very seriously, and said solemnly.

"I'm in a very good mental state, and since I've been in charge for almost five years since I took office, you can rest assured of my skills. It was really an accident that this situation just appeared, and it was a mistake that I didn't take a break to look good, and I caused trouble for everyone. ”

The strange crowd settled down a little, and the man's tense body eased, but the right hand hidden in his pocket still trembled a little.

The reporter saw that he was so sure that he couldn't say anything, and the little nurse had it

Yu Yu urged him to leave the hospital building.

Looking at the lively crowd around, seeing that there was nothing to do, I had to scatter birds and beasts.

But the heart of the person named trust was inadvertently stabbed deep into a thorn.

And once there is a small flaw in the human heart, it will be like cracked glass, and that crack will not only not heal, but will even grow larger and larger with external catalytic factors, until it completely collapses.

The young reporter who interviewed at noon posted the article very quickly, and after he finished processing the video and writing the manuscript, he quickly sent the content of the manuscript while the charity foundation was still hot, @他们的官微 and many official media.

The speed of hot fermentation is very fast, and in less than ten minutes, a wave of people have paid attention to it, and even rushed directly to the topic list.

At the end of Jiang Futing's lunch break, a new hot search content that was pinned to the top suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

"The doctor who operated on the charity's rescue child turned out to be a mentally ill person?"

Following a few hot searches, there is also a very hot topic "There is a haunted incident in Huaxia International Hospital!" ”

The topic was published by a small local media account, and the content of the video on it was justified, but the content of the text was deliberately ambiguous, which aroused people's associations even more, and even if it was fake, they did not need to bear the burden of rumor-mongering.

There are also many follow-up interviews with the family members of the patients involved, the content is editing, but the family members interviewed are obviously true, and it is not like they were memorized in advance.

In the video released, everyone's faces are mosaiced, but the details of each person's dress, speech and behavior in the video are very obvious that they are themselves.

And according to the quick digging of interested netizens, the background of the interview is indeed Huaxia International Hospital!

In just one afternoon, this matter directly intensified, and the next morning, the official Weibo of the Charity Foundation and Huaxia International Hospital appeared at the same time to solemnly refute the rumors, and even directly released the doctor's qualification certificate without mosaic, including employment certificates and various physical examinations.

Jiang Futing swiped the circle of news as usual at noon, and just when others forwarded the doctor's ID photo on Weibo, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he quickly captured something.

He flipped back the information he had just swiped, cut into the official Weibo of the blog, and looked at the photo on the document.

He had always felt something indescribably familiar from the first glance, but when he just flashed by, he only caught a cursory glimpse of those eyes, which made the string in his brain explode.

The person in the ID photo was wearing glasses at this time, and he covered the lower half of the face of the picture with his hand.

The eyes that were thinking stared closely at the eyes in the phone, and finally completely converged with the eyes that the memory had seen.

That's him!

The moment he recognized it, he had an unconcealed excitement in his heart, and his heart almost missed a beat.

It's the male nurse who gave An An an injection that day!

However, on the hospital's job description for him, it is clearly written: Deputy Chief Physician of Cardiothoracic Surgery, Huaxia International Hospital has worked for seven years and operated for five years

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Jiang Futing pursed his lips, recalling that day, his nervous feeling once again rose from the soles of his feet, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

I recalled all kinds of images over and over again in my mind, from Chen Jiannan asking him to remind his father of the Foundation, to the doctor giving the wrong injection, to overhearing the conversation between him and Jiang Li that day.

These images continued to alternate in his mind again, and the doubts that he had thought about halfway through the hospital last time were like a seed constantly germinating, completely growing along the veins in his body, and the worst result that was gradually born in his heart made him dare not think about it again, but he had to think about it.

His breathing was suddenly a little short, his eyes were cold, and he immediately edited a text message to Li Ningru: How is An An doing?

The other party did not reply to the message immediately, and Jiang Futing felt that the time was particularly long in the somewhat anxious waiting.

Until the end of his lunch break, he was still looking at the screen that had already dimmed.

A handsome young man was reflected on the dark display screen, with a tall nose bridge, because his eyebrows were frowning uneasily, squeezing out small Sichuan characters.

When I was anxious to press the button, the screen finally lit up.

Jiang Futing clicked in the moment the message popped up:

Thank you Jiang for your concern, An An's condition has been very stable recently, and the last preoperative examination will be done on Saturday to confirm, and surgery will be arranged on Sunday.

Finally stretched his eyebrows and replied with two simple words: Okay.

The tense heart also relaxed, since the doctor didn't do it again, he could only hope that the doctor really made a mistake because he was too busy, after all, if he really wanted to start, he could do it at any time.

Jiang Futing turned off his mobile phone and just lowered his head, when the music at the end of the lunch break suddenly sounded.

The public relations speed of the Song family to find someone to deal with the rumors was very fast, and the very unfavorable side was suppressed in just one day, and they handled it very smartly, only pressing the topic of the doctor, and at the same time spontaneously hyping up the haunting, which has no scientific basis.

The more unknown and indescribable things are, the more they can arouse the curiosity of the masses, and for a while, the topic of hospital haunting soared directly to the first, far overshadowing the topic of doctors.

Turning the haunted hospital into a hodgepodge of hauntings, the Foundation finally managed to get out of this embattled situation.

Since there have been more miscellaneous things around him, Jiang Futing, who never gossips, has even developed a good habit of scrolling through Weibo in his spare time.

When the mobile phone suddenly called, he was stunned, and when he looked at the 11-digit number that had not been remarked, he still recognized it as Bai Tang calling in an instant.

Due to recess, Jiang Futing hung up directly and was about to text him to remind him.

Shaking again, it's still Bai Tang.

His fingers stiffened, and this time he made the phone vibrate for a few more seconds before hanging up, ready to continue editing the text message that he had just not written.

Bai Tang is bombarded with persevering phone calls again!

The expression on Jiang Futing's face instantly turned blue, what is this person going to do? After seeing that there were only two minutes left in class, I thought about a quick solution and quickly picked up the phone.

"Hey!" It's clear over there

The voice didn't have time to say the next sentence.

"Something text message." Jiang Futing said coldly, and pinched off the other party's dying struggle on the other end of the phone.

After a few seconds, the phone vibrated again.

He was directly bombarded by the other party's phone call to train conditioned reflexes, and at the same time, his straight shoulders tightened.

The vibration time was only a short time, it turned out to be a text message, and I didn't know what I was nervous about, but I was finally relieved anyway.

Scratching the text message, the other party was obviously full of emotion, and asked himself: Little brother, why did I mess with you???

There are even three question marks added to the back, marking the tone.

Jiang Futing paused slightly, not knowing where the other party came to the conclusion, and then explained: No.

So what do you mean by hanging me all the time???

There are still three menacing question marks in the reply.

Jiang Futing understood this, and explained patiently: It's inconvenient to answer the phone during recess, what's the matter?

Bai Tang just asked himself: When do you have time?

Looking at his reply, he could imagine the other party's casual look at the content he posted, and then not be surprised.

Jiang Futing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thought about it for a while, and really sent him his rest time: 11:30 to 12:30 p.m., 5:30 p.m. to 6:30 p.m.

(End of chapter)