Bai Qianyu moved his gaze to the window.

Looking through the half-open window, she could just see the balcony of this floor, and she saw Dr. Zhao's tall white figure, leaning on the edge of the balcony, his chin slightly raised, as if he was looking at the starry sky, and seemed to be looking at nothing.

The evening breeze stirred the hem of his white coat, swaying gently.

Dr. Zhao looked at the sky for a while, then lowered his head, looking a little depressed.

Bai Qianyu had never seen such a doctor Zhao, his figure looked lonely and pitiful, as if he had been crushed, for a moment, Bai Qianyu almost had an illusion that he would jump off the balcony.

About ten minutes passed.

Twenty minutes passed.

Dr. Zhao's figure still looked motionless.

Bai Qianyu suddenly became a little nervous, hurriedly picked up his mobile phone, and sent him a WeChat message: "What are you thinking?"

Through the window, she saw Dr. Zhao take out his phone from his pants pocket, take a look, and press it a few times.

Sure enough, Bai Qianyu's mobile phone rang with a "ding", and when she saw it, it was Dr. Zhao's message: "I'm thinking, those nonsense you said when you had a fever." ”

Bai Qianyu replied: "Oh, what nonsense did I talk about when I had a fever?"

After a while, the mobile phone "ding", and Dr. Zhao's message came back: "You have been calling Wei Xiao's name." ”

Bai Qianyu was taken aback: "Really?"

After a while, Dr. Zhao's WeChat message came to me, and it was a long paragraph: "When I was in college, I took a course called "Medical Psychology", and there was a chapter in it about the psychology of patients, saying that the names that patients shouted when they were dying were the people he subconsciously thought could save him. - Unfortunately, I thought I was the one who could save you. ”

Before Bai Qianyu could reply, WeChat "dingdong" rang, and another message came in, she opened it and saw that it read: "A doctor's duty is to treat patients, but no one has ever told me that if a doctor tries his best, but does not achieve the goal of saving people, but instead affects the patient, what should he do?"

Bai Qianyu thought about it, wrote a reply, and then sent it.

Dr. Zhao picked up his phone and saw a line of words: "Doctors are also human beings, patients suffer from illness, and doctors suffer psychological pain." I hope that doctors sometimes think of themselves as ordinary people who can make mistakes, rather than an all-powerful angel in white. ”

After a while, Bai Qianyu received a reply on his mobile phone: "I hope that when patients face diseases, the first thing they think of is the doctor, instead of asking for help from the person who does not exist in the Book of Otherworlds." ”

When Bai Qianyu just wanted to write down the sentence "Wei Xiao does not exist, but real", he looked up at the window, but found that there was no longer Dr. Zhao on the balcony.

When she was surprised, the door clicked, and Dr. Zhao held his mobile phone, pushed the door and walked in.

His face looked slightly better than when he just went out, and looked at Bai Qianyu: "Are you afraid that I will commit suicide if I don't have a meeting, so send me WeChat?"

Without waiting for Bai Qianyu to answer, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Don't worry! I didn't have the heart to think about anything else until I cured your illness." ”

His smile looked a little lost.

After speaking, he walked to Bai Qianyu's bedside, pulled out a chair and sat down, lowered his head, and resumed silence.

Bai Qianyu was afraid that he would be thinking alone, so he hurriedly found a topic to attract his attention: "Actually, I was a little bored in the room alone just now, and I wanted to talk to someone, so I ......."

Dr. Zhao slowly raised his head and looked at her, "Do you want me to chat with you?"

Bai Qianyu nodded hurriedly.

"What are you talking about?...... Dr. Zhao thought for a moment, "Do you want to hear about my experience when I studied abroad?"

"Okay!" Bai Qianyu smiled.

"Actually, going to medical school in the United States is very hard," says Dr. Zhao, "There is a popular saying in medical school that if medical school is not hard, then it is not medical school." Because Americans believe they need great doctors, not promiscuous, medical schools have a very high bar for students who are about to become doctors. We need to read a lot of materials every day, memorize a lot of knowledge points, pass exams one after another, and go through a lot of rigorous training, go through birth and death, and experience pain, so that we can finally promote the development of medical science. ”

Bai Qianyu listened bluntly: "In my imagination, I originally thought that your study abroad life in the United States was reading a book on the grass under the sun, eating a hot dog and drinking coffee. ”

Dr. Zhao shook his head: "How can it be so leisurely? My daily schedule is full, either in class, in the lab, or in the library, and occasionally on a few days off, I will put on my backpack and go to see the legendary Grand Canyon." ”

"Is the Grand Canyon beautiful?" Bai Qianyu asked.

"Beautiful!" Dr. Zhao nodded: "Very shocking, standing on the edge of the Grand Canyon of Koro, admiring its magnificent and empty scenery, I feel a deep shock, no words can describe it." ”

Bai Qianyu said: "Since studying medicine is so hard, why do you choose to study medicine?"

Dr. Zhao was silent for a moment.

Then he raised his head and said slowly: "Why should I study medicine? When I stood on the edge of the Grand Canyon of Colorado, facing the boundless scenery, I asked myself the same, and then the answer I gave myself was - life is too short, I want to look at the deep starry sky, I want to ask the end of philosophy, if I can't do this, I have only one wish: I want to do my best to protect everyone's freedom to pursue the truest happiness." ”

His demeanor was extremely serious, staring at Bai Qianyu on the hospital bed: "Miss Bai, including yours." ”

Bai Qianyu suddenly felt a trace of emotion, from the depths of her heart surging up little by little, she wanted to say a word of thanks, but her throat seemed to choke, and she couldn't say anything.

Dr. Zhao patted the back of her hand gently: "You're tired too, go to bed early." ”

"What about you?" Bai Qianyu yawned and looked at him.

"I watched you sleep," Dr. Zhao said, "I can't sleep now anyway." ”

Bai Qianyu closed her eyes, fell asleep after a while, and experienced a serious illness, her spirit was indeed much shorter than usual.

Dr. Zhao looked at her sleeping, stood up slightly, slowly pulled the phone from between her fingers, put it back on the bedside table, and then leaned down and stared at her face, his fingers brushing aside the hair scattered on her forehead.

Then he crept to the door, turned off the light, and by the faint light of the window, sat back in his chair, and gazed at her in the darkness.

- This night, Bai Qianyu slept very sweetly, even if he had just experienced the torture of an illness and was almost alive.

Perhaps, someone guarded her dreams while she was asleep.

The light of the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly flashed, showing that there was information coming in, Dr. Zhao picked up Bai Qianyu's mobile phone and looked at it, it was sent by Su Lang: "Qianyu, are you okay today?"

Dr. Zhao replied: "She is asleep, I am Dr. Zhao." ”

It took a while for the other end to send, "Why are you still in her hospital room so late? I'll come right over!"

Through the mobile phone, Dr. Zhao could almost feel Su Lang's angry appearance, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and replied: "She just had a serious drug infection, and she has been rescued, it's okay, there is no point for you to come here now." After thinking about it, he added: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to her." ”

After a while, the head came back to me: "Why did the drug infection occur? In the event of such a major medical error, have you, the attending doctor, fulfilled your responsibilities as a doctor?"

Su Lang's tone was very stern.

Dr. Zhao only replied with three words: "I'm sorry!" and put down his phone.

The mobile phone on the table flashed twice, but he ignored it, got up and walked to the window, holding the windowsill with both hands, looking at the boundless silence under a few dim lights outside, most people in the world have fallen asleep, and some people have not slept all night.

Early the next morning, while the whole hospital was still silent, and most of the patients were still asleep, there was a noise in the corridor outside the ward.

Su Lang's somewhat angry voice came from outside the door: "What about you Doctor Zhao? Tell him to come out! With such a major medical error, is he, the attending doctor, still hiding like a turtle?"

Several staff members explained while blocking them: "Dr. Zhao is off today, what can you tell us?" ”

"With you?" Su Lang stopped and asked, "Can you afford this responsibility?"

The staff were silent for a while, and Su Lang had already taken this opportunity to walk to the door of the ward and pushed the door open: "Doctor Zhao, you come out for me!"

The staff hurriedly followed: "Doctor Zhao, he is not here, he has not rested for more than a month, and he is on vacation today......"

As soon as I said this, I saw the door of the ward open, and Dr. Zhao in a white coat stood at the door.

His white coat was full of wrinkles, his eyes were red, he seemed to have no sleep all night, his expression was extremely haggard, and there was only a pair of eyes, which still shone with a bit of sharp light.

The staff was surprised: "Dr. Zhao ?......"

Dr. Zhao nodded at the female staff member: "Okay, it's none of your business, I'll tell him!"

The female staff took two steps back, but still looked at this side uneasily.

"Doctor Zhao!" Su Lang saw him, he was already angry, rushed forward and grabbed him by the collar, and raised his right fist: "As the attending doctor, you almost killed Qianyu, you should pay for your actions!"

He threw a punch down on Dr. Zhao's nose, and Dr. Zhao stumbled backwards, and a nosebleed suddenly flowed out.

Su Lang rushed forward and fell down with another punch, but Dr. Zhao suddenly held his fist with his left hand, and hit him with a hook punch with his right hand, Su Lang suddenly gasped in pain and took a step back.

The staff on the side hurriedly rushed forward, and several people grabbed Su Lang and Dr. Zhao respectively, but one of these two people won the third place in the national college sanda when he was in school, and the other had received formal martial arts soul training in the United States, and those staff members were all women.

In the next ward, there were already awakened patients poking their heads out and looking curiously.

Just as they were about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded behind them: "You two, stop me!"

The voice was not loud, but it exuded a majesty, and when Su Lang and Doctor Zhao heard this voice, they both stopped in unison.

As soon as several staff members turned around, they shouted, "Dean Lin!"

It was Lin Wanjun, the director of Mingji Hospital, who came.

Everyone didn't expect that Dean Lin would be alarmed to come over in person early in the morning.