The people in the photo seem to have a good relationship, and the two lean together to take pictures.

One of the people in it I know is Chen Hao himself.

And very young, like a fledgling lad.

And the other person looks much older than Chen Hao, and it should be Chen Hao's so-called master who has esophageal cancer.

Looking at the location where the photo was taken, it seems to be the gate of Concord.

I leaned into the bed and carefully observed the details of the photo.

"What are you looking at? Photos? Chen Hao walked in from the door and said.

"Teacher Chen, is it you and your master in the photo?" I said.

"Yes, it's been 20 years since this picture was taken in the blink of an eye. We'll take a picture when the time comes, so let's go. Chen Hao said.

I turned to look, and Chen Hao tucked the basin under the bed.

After that, he grabbed his bag with one hand, and picked up the white coat on his bed with the other hand and draped it over his body.

"Where are we going?" I said, got up and followed behind Chen Hao.

Chen Hao said with a smile: "You'll know when you arrive." ”

I followed Chen Hao out of the main gate of Xiehe, and Chen Hao got into a small car parked aside.

I got into the passenger seat, and the car drove out of the hospital and onto the viaduct.

It seems that he left Wuhan and drove in the direction of Jingzhou.

I took one look at the car, it was a very ordinary Nissan sedan.

The car was driving on the elevated road, and I couldn't find a topic to chat with Chen Hao.

After opening for a while, Chen Hao said: "You do me a favor, the front layer of my bag is opened." There's a temporary parking sign inside that you take out and put in front of the passenger glass. ”

I took a look, and Chen Hao's bag was thrown into the back seat by himself.

I reached over and took it in my hand, listening to Chen Hao's words and opening the first floor.

There was indeed a folded temporary parking sign inside, and I glanced at the text on the parking sign that read: Jingzhou Prison in Hubei Province is temporarily parked.

Chen Hao glanced at me and said, "That's right, that's it." Place in front of the car and block the hospital's parking sign. ”

"Teacher Chen? Why a stop sign in a prison? I said puzzled.

"Where we're going next." Chen Hao said.

"What are you doing in prison?" I was puzzled again, I don't know why I was a little nervous.

"Go to work, do you want to play?" Chen Hao said.

Going to work in prison? I'm having a mess in my head? But thinking about an organ transplant? I don't know why I think it's weird.

In front of the co-pilot, there was originally a parking sign for Union Hospital. I pressed the temporary stop sign on the prison and set it straight.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Lixia, tell me what you are thinking now?" ”

"Me? I wasn't thinking about anything. I said.

"Do you know what the hospital lacks the most?" Chen Hao asked.

"I don't know." I said.

"The hospital is actually short of everything, and the blood bank was almost empty when no one donated blood a few years ago. Over the years, there have been many voluntary blood donations, but there are really not many corpses for hospital research. Chen Hao said.

"Teacher Chen is talking about the general teacher, right?" I said.

Teacher is a term for medical students, but in fact, it means that body donors donate their own bodies for free. The body of the donor is brisk frozen to minus 30°C within 8 hours of death, and reheated to 4°C during teaching use. In this way, the freshness of the body can be guaranteed, so that students can perform simulated surgical training on the closest to the real human body. From the bodies of these body donors, medical students have mastered and enriched the basic knowledge of the human body. Let the students feel the profound meaning of saving lives, and these bodies are the first patients to be operated on by medical students. They are also teachers of medical students, and they are honored as general teachers.