The Chinese New Year is approaching, and even the hospital has a New Year's atmosphere.

I have to admit that although the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang is very large and relatively orthodox, these things are still very interesting.

After all, no matter how difficult it is, life must be a little emotional, otherwise it will be really boring.

It is especially necessary in hospitals, a place where ordinary people look unusually cold.

However, the king pigeon knows that the hospital is not cold. On the contrary, there is a lot of emotion here.

These feelings are even thicker, purer, and deeper than those outside, especially at this particular point in time.

On the 30th day of the lunar month, known to the Chinese as Chinese New Year's Eve, people who come to the hospital are not always in a good mood.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, and the patients all know that if a trouble is not good, the New Year will be spent in the hospital. The hall of the emergency department is not crowded and very quiet. Less of the restlessness of the past and more of thinking before the start of the new year.

Today's emergency department lobby is much more deserted than usual.

The lanterns hanging in the emergency hall are quietly lit, as long as there is glass, the careful nurses have pasted paper-cut window grilles, and on the automatic door at the entrance of the emergency department, according to the requirements of the head nurse Shi, two door gods are pasted on the left and the right. All of these actions were done in one day yesterday.

Of course, Wang Ge knew that these things were useless, and he could only ask for good luck, because after sticking the door god, the god of death with a long-handled umbrella could still enter and leave the emergency hall very freely, and regarded the fierce god but the door god who guarded the justice of the world as nothing. It seems that all the gods in the world, including the door god, do not exist, and only the god of death and the lord of Hades hold the power of life and death in the world.

The king pigeon naturally has no holidays, and no one is even allowed to take a vacation in the emergency department, and even the minimum holiday schedule has not come out, but it is said that in a period of time after the New Year, employees can have two choices, one is to accept overtime allowance, and the other is to take time off.

Almost everyone chooses overtime pay because it is almost impossible to take a week off in a month. When the New Year is busy, the layout of the emergency department is impossible for anyone to rest for no reason. The king pigeon also knew this, so he had no intention of taking a vacation at all, and honestly accepted the result of the vacation.

The king pigeon doesn't know if the underworld celebrates the New Year, but he knows that the Grim Reaper definitely doesn't take a holiday.

Chinese have a habit, the more important the festival, the more cautious, to be auspicious, to prevent something, even some small conflicts that are easy to cause accidents, in this kind of festival will also be "big New Year, forget it" This kind of saying to avoid the past.

It's natural to avoid being happy and sad.

However, there is no rule that says that no one is allowed to die in the New Year, and the reason why accidents are called accidents is that they happen unexpectedly. During this time, illness and accidents continue to plague people's fragile nerves.

Someone is dead, someone is in a near-death state, then the Grim Reaper must be dispatched, and there is no such thing as a holiday.

Of course, the pre-hospital emergency personnel are also fighting to the death with them as usual. This is related to a person's life, especially the next day is the first day of the Lunar New Year, although the doctor is working overtime, but the desire in his heart not to want the patient to have an accident is no less than the patient's family.

Now Wang Ge is driving an ambulance and rushing to the emergency hall of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang like crazy, because he is already following a grim reaper.

The patient in the car was a sixteen-year-old child, accompanied by his anxious-looking parents. Strange to say, Liu Ya was startled when he saw the scar on the child's neck, and thought it was a criminal case.

Because the bloody and terrible wound on the side of the patient's neck looks like it was caused by a burning object at high speed. Liu Ya's mind immediately appeared a thing, a bullet.

The wound of 10 centimeters was very deep, and the foreign body moving at high speed did not pass through the center of the neck, but rubbed against the side of the neck, otherwise the person would definitely not live now.

Although the person is still alive, but the situation is not optimistic, the depth of the wound has injured the carotid artery, Liu Ya found that there are obvious traces of blood jetting on the ground when diagnosing, the person did not move after the injury, the high pressure blood pressure formed by the strong pressure of the carotid artery blood vessels, the blood is sprayed out a few meters away, and the patient loses a lot of blood within a few minutes and loses his ability to move.

The first to find this little patient was the patient's companion, but fortunately, the playmate did not hide in fear after finding out that the patient had an accident, but ran home to tell his parents, and then found the patient's parents, and quickly called the police, so that Wang Ge's ambulance arrived in time. Otherwise, few people pass downstairs in the community on Chinese New Year's Eve, and if the time drags on for a long time, the small life will be gone.

Liu Ya found the bullet casing next to the child who fell to the ground, and asked the child's parents with the bullet casing.

The parents looked confused, and then recalled.

It turned out that the family came home from other places for the New Year and lived in the children's grandparents' house. The child's grandfather used to be a soldier, and although the gun was taken away when it was confiscated, there were still a few rifle bullets left in the house.

The kid was afraid that he secretly took out the rifle bullet from his grandfather's house and hit the primer part with a stone or other object, causing the bullet to be fired, and he was playing with fireworks.

The high-speed bullet didn't know what it hit, and it bounced back, just grazing the child's neck, and the huge force of the bullet caused a huge laceration on the child's neck. Liu Ya guessed that this kid must have played like this before, otherwise how could he know how to shoot bullets?

Just because there have been no accidents before and no casualties doesn't mean there won't be accidents. This can be said to be a model of death, and this is the first time Liu Ya has seen this situation.

But speculation is speculation, death is death, after all, it is an accident. When something happens to a person, it is natural to put the patient first.

As soon as the patient got into the car, Liu Ya instructed Shen Hui to do everything he could, but only by going to the hospital to suture the blood vessels surgically and transfuse a large amount of blood could the patient's life be saved.

And since getting into the car, the patient has been in a state of shock, Liu Ya judged that even if the last person is saved, the organs will cause irreversible damage due to ischemia, and brain damage must be indispensable.

"This is the New Year, this kind of thing happened, if something happens to my son, how can I live......" The child's mother cried in the car.

"It's not you yet! I usually let him play with everything, but now it's okay, all the bullets at home can be played with, let's get into trouble! Look at you in the future, you are still used to him!" The child's father waved his hand impatiently, but his attention was on his son.

"I'm used to it, aren't you used to it?" The child's mother was reluctant and went back directly.

"Let's say a few words, no one wants an accident during the New Year, now the patient is important, if you complain to each other, you will talk about it when the matter is over!" Shen Hui frowned and said, pressing the injured part of the patient with gauze with her right hand, pressing as much as possible to stop the bleeding. Previously, she had disinfected and cleaned the wound according to Liu Ya's instructions, but there was no way to stop the bleeding, so it could only be done temporarily.

However, for arterial injury, especially the carotid artery, it is impossible to stop the bleeding through the tourniquet tied to the proximal end, and the hemostat cannot play any role after the blood vessel is broken and constricted.

Obviously, the effect of pressing to stop bleeding was not very good, the blood seeped out through the sterilized gauze, directly soaking the white rubber gloves on Shen Hui's hands, and the warmth of the blood made Shen Hui feel very uncomfortable.

"Wang Ge, how long will it take?" Liu Ya watched the patient's blood pressure decrease little by little, and he was also a little anxious.

"Three minutes. Wang Ge gritted his teeth and said, he had previously reported to the command and dispatch center through the intercom, so that the emergency department was ready to receive treatment.

One of the benefits of driving on Chinese New Year's Eve is that there are few vehicles on the road, and it rarely snows in Xiangsha, even during the Chinese New Year, and there is only a little rain on the road. Therefore, although the Grim Reaper behind him was chasing closely, the speed of the Xiang AGZ689 of 120 kilometers per hour could still throw him away for a distance.

There are no other injuries on this little patient's body, as long as he arrives at the hospital, the plasma is transfused into the body, and the bleeding is stopped by surgery, and the patient's condition can recover immediately. The only thing the king pigeon could do was to throw the Grim Reaper a little farther away and buy time for the doctor and nurse.

He is now suddenly a little envious of those who go to work in the morning, after all, he gets off work at four o'clock in the afternoon and goes to work at eight o'clock the next day, at least he can spend the New Year at home. He glanced at the time on the navigation, it was already twenty-three fifty o'clock in the evening, originally he thought that the New Year was coming soon, and there would be no emergency to get out of the car, but he didn't expect to take a trip out of the car when he was about to get off work.

Although there is no car on the road, Wang Ge's siren and police lights are still on, and it may be dangerous to turn if the car is fast, so Wang Ge estimates that the distance between his ambulance and death is about fifty meters, so he does not accelerate, and remains in this state until his ambulance enters the hospital gate, hits the steering wheel, and makes the car door directly towards the emergency department door.

A group of nurses and nurses in the emergency hall hurriedly came to pick up the patient and lifted the cart out of the ambulance, Shen Hui was about to follow, but was stopped by Bai Nan.

"The gloves are covered in blood, don't come, with us, you go clean and drink a cup of hot water! The sisters who took over came early and brought dumplings. ”

Shen Hui hesitated for a moment, looked at her hands and body, and then stopped, watching the group of people push the patient into the emergency room. The patient's two family members were barred from the door, anxiously waiting.

Wang Ge opened the door and got out of the car, walked into the emergency hall, and looked back, the god of death did not seem to follow, and the soul suppression card on his chest was warm, he did not take it out to see, but sighed deeply.

"How is it?" Shen Hui took off her gloves, but she didn't leave in a hurry, and looked at Wang Ge and said.

"Can't die. Wang Ge licked his lips, thankfully he had given the doctor plenty of time in advance.

"For the Chinese New Year, if this is dead, I may not have any psychological shadows. Shen Hui nodded, glanced at the electronic clock hanging in the emergency hall, and finally looked at an old man standing at the door,

The old man was wearing black-framed glasses, a down jacket, a big belly, very inconvenient to move, and a few thermos boxes in his hands.

"Uncle Jiang?" Shen Hui immediately recognized the old man, and shouted in surprise, how could Uncle Jiang come over at this time, could it be that there was something wrong with his own or someone else's body?

But seeing the smile on Uncle Jiang's face, Shen Hui felt that it didn't seem that something bad was happening.

The king pigeon also quickly turned around, trotted all the way, and helped him to walk into the emergency hall. "Uncle Jiang, why are you here? Don't celebrate the New Year at home!"

"The children are all abroad, I am alone to blame the boring, the old men and old ladies who organized the mutual aid association had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, let them rest early, people are old." Uncle Jiang took off the hat of the down jacket on his head and raised the insulated lunch box in his hand.

"I knew that your class would be in the evening until the evening, and I thought that I must not have eaten, so I brought some dumplings and made them myself, don't dislike it. I've had a lot of trouble with you this year, and I've worked hard. Uncle Jiang happily took out a few pairs of disposable chopsticks from his pocket, and it seemed that he had already prepared them.

Wang Ge hurriedly moved a stool and asked Uncle Jiang to sit down next to the triage table, and beckoned all the idle doctors, nurses and ambulance drivers, there were a lot of dumplings, but there were not many people, and it was enough to eat.

"Uncle Jiang, Happy New Year!" Xu Lin heard dumplings to eat in the walkie-talkie, and hurriedly ran over, but he didn't expect that Uncle Jiang was about to cry when he was moved, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only ask for an auspicious word with a sour nose.

Sun Chengde also rushed over when he heard the news, very calm, and shouted at Uncle Jiang to ask for warmth.

Several doctors and nurses have also seen Uncle Jiang, chattering next to him, although it is in the emergency hall with lanterns and window grilles, but it is as warm as at home, and the people here are all family members.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year, eat while it's hot!" Uncle Jiang looked at this group of medical workers in the emergency department, just like looking at his own children, and was almost speechless with joy.

After eating two chopsticks, the king pigeon greeted everyone and drove the ambulance back to the parking lot. It's almost time to get off work, and he still wants to hurry home to accompany his parents. Tonight's bus has been suspended, and it will not resume until tomorrow afternoon, and Wang Ge can only hope that there are taxi drivers who take orders, and it doesn't matter if they are expensive. He hurried back to the team office, wanted to change his clothes, and hurried home as soon as he got off work.

He had already handed over his car keys to his colleague who was changing shifts, and he was very fast.

It's been a busy few days, he hasn't opened his locker for two days, thinking that he can't go home in a bloody uniform today, and how bad it is for his parents to see it for the New Year, so he wants to change his clothes.

As soon as the cabinet door opened, a small thing fell out, and the king pigeon quickly caught it, not letting it fall to the ground, the item was in the shape of a long strip, the blue wrapping paper was very exquisite and high-end, and the bow was tied.

He studied for a long time but didn't come up with a result, so he could only open the bow and open the wrapper, but found another layer of tin foil, until it was completely opened, and found that it was a chocolate inside, and the chocolate still had words on it.

"Happy Valentine's Day, I love you, Lin. ”

The king pigeon held up the chocolate, and his brain buzzed, and he was stunned for a long time.

This chocolate should have been what Lin Yanwu wanted to give to him on Valentine's Day two days ago. And that day, I was in a hurry to get out of the car, and I didn't have a chance to send her things at all.

It seems that Lin Yanwu quietly stuffed this chocolate in his locker, and the king pigeon has not opened the locker in the past few days, so he has not found it!

There is no brand of this chocolate, it seems that Lin Yanwu made it herself, and the words were also written by herself.

The king pigeon was shocked. Lin Yanwu is still in a state of hospitalization, he can't leave the hospital, he wants to make a chocolate, even if there are ready-made raw materials to melt, it is very difficult to do it under the conditions in the hospital ward. There must be no open flames in the ward!

In order to make this thing, Lin Yanwu begged how many people, how much effort and dedication he made, how many times he tried, and how difficult it was, you can imagine!

At this moment, the clock in the team's office, the second hand coincided with the minute hand, and then jumped forward again, and the time jumped from 23:59:59 to 0:00.

Chinese New Year's Eve is over, and the first day of the first lunar month has arrived.

It's the New Year.

At this moment of 0:00, a fierce sound of fireworks sounded outside the office window, crackling and very noisy, and the sound of New Year's fireworks also sounded on Orange Island.

The sound is deafening, and even if you can't see the fireworks outside, everyone can feel the atmosphere.

And the king pigeon's mobile phone also vibrated in an instant.

"Happy New Year. The time of the message shows that it comes from Lin Yanwu.

She has not rested yet, and has been waiting until now, wanting to send the first blessing to the king pigeon at the first time.

These three words are simple, but they contain so much of it.

Wang Ge flipped through the WeChat conversation between him and Lin Yanwu. Only Lin Yanwu sent him a message, but he didn't reply to anything.

He replied with three words with a trembling hand, "Happy New Year." ”

Then I immediately pressed the send button.

This is the first time that Wang Ge has replied to Lin Yanwu's message, and Wang Ge saw that the status of Lin Yanwu had changed to "Typing".

Wang Ge didn't wait for her to finish writing the message, typed three more words, immediately pressed the send button, and then locked the phone screen, started to change his clothes, and never looked at the phone screen again.

"I'm sorry. Wang Pigeon wrote.