Chapter I

It's dark, it's damp, and you need to turn on the lights all day long.

There can never be a basement where sunlight shines through.

In an office, piles of file files, and a desk surrounded by filing cabinets, a pale young man is operating a computer, checking the information of paper files with the data information in the computer system, updating the content into the database, and archiving to form the latest data file of this year.

Yes, that's right, in this era of unlimited explosion and expansion of big data network information, expanding to any field in the world. No one notices that at the bottom of the data collection field, a lot of data is entered manually!

Just like this prosperous and gorgeous city, hundreds of tons of garbage are produced every day, but they don't pay attention to this garbage, which is slowly cleaned and collected by countless lowly ordinary sanitation workers, and starts to be loaded and cleaned up in the early hours of the morning.

No one cares how they sort all kinds of garbage, sweep every square meter of dust by grams, deduct melon seed shells from brick cracks, and have to be hit by cars, scolded by high-ranking people, spit, laughed at by children for throwing stones, drenched in rain, frozen hands and feet by ice and snow, and have no money to see a doctor if they are injured.

Because there is no establishment, there is no social security, and there is only the minimum basic salary! And those who have an establishment are all drinking tea in the office, and they have connections, backgrounds, and beautiful clothes. They don't do any dirty and heavy work unless the leader brings a reporter and pretends to take pictures.

And now only when I tap the keyboard and mouse with my fingers, can there be a new data entry big data database, and there is a high-end, atmospheric, high-grade big database and cloud data, which can be used by people who need and do not need to query, monitor, check, count, design, calculate, plan, and use to do something more useful.

And the most basic is this boring "click~click~click~!" enter, confirm, save, exit, create, enter, save......

"Xiao Yan! This is the latest death file, the police station and the community have checked it! Regarding the investigation of the cause of death, you can confirm the medical cause with the family! Make phone calls one by one, I'll get off work first! You help get it, just a few! I still have to pick up the child, okay! Bye-bye!"

The office door was slammed open, and the most annoying middle-aged woman was thrown down, along with a stack of printed A4 booklets on the desk that was already full of files.

Irritable, irritable, irritable! still irritable! As the high heels and the sound of the door closing away, there was still a strong and inferior perfume that could not be dissipated for a long time.

Leaning back in my chair and looking at the stack of papers, maybe others don't know, what does that mean? But I know! It's a lot of headache phone surveys! It's not a job that you can take with you! It's a terrible, irritating, and frustrating job! And it's probably going to be working late into the night!

So what can I do! I am just a medical student who has not graduated, and I am an advanced uremia patient with uremia and creatinine above 1,500, and may die at any time.

This is still an opportunity for my mother to kneel and beg the director of the hospital! Our family really has no money to pay for my dialysis! There is no money for a kidney transplant! And my kidney is failing!

And even if I have money, I don't have a chance to transplant! There are thousands of waiting lists in front of me for transplantation! I don't have a chance at all!

Okay! For my illness! My family has gone bankrupt! This is my tragedy! Now I can't afford to see a doctor! I can't die! I can only make do with my life!

My mother works as a cleaner in the hospital, and after work, she has to pick up the waste products and send them to the purchasing station, and then go to a rented room in an urban village to take care of my father, who is paralyzed in a car accident! There is no way! In order to make money for my medical treatment, my father worked overtime until late and came home late and had a car accident! Yes! We still have no money to see a doctor, and we have delayed the best time for surgery, and my father is paralyzed!

Because it was off-duty hours, the factory did not give work-related injury subsidies to Dad! Yes! Because it was Dad's electric car that turned into the motorway in the wrong direction, he was fully responsible! There was no compensation for the vehicle that caused the accident! People were reluctant to bear the rescue expenses after humanitarian assistance!

We're even more out of money! So sometimes we have to eat expired food that my mother picked up from the garbage heap, and leftovers from restaurants!

Alas~!It's just that there's no money!It's a hard life!And it's still hard to live!

I had no choice but to put down the work of entering files on the computer, pick up the office phone that could only make local calls, and start calling the family of the deceased according to the death grade book.

"Hello ~ Toot ~ Toot ~ Hello! Are you Zhang Guihua's family member? I am from Qingming People's Hospital! We want to ask again, Ms. Zhang Guihua, the cause of her death!"

"What! You are not annoying! You are over 90 years old! If you die, you will die! What else is the reason!?Dududu~!"

Okay! The other party hung up the phone, and it sounded like an old aunt who was busy! If you are busy, you can be busy! I can't help it! But how can I report this "old death" to the above! How can I write it in the report file!?

Oh my God! I'm so annoyed! What a world! What a bad job!?

Go on, go on! It's still early! Otherwise, when will it be finished!

"Hello~!Hello~!Is it Liu Guangtian's family? We are from the Qingming People's Hospital! We want to ask again! Mr. Liu Guangtian, the cause of his death!"

"Hmm!sigh~!" The other party choked up and began to gasp, it was the voice of a middle-aged man, obviously still immersed in the pain of the deceased's death.

This situation is also a painful and difficult time for this work, embarrassing but there is no way, sympathy is useless, only to continue to follow the process and ask: "Then may I ask, where was he when he died, at home or in the hospital? What were the painful symptoms at that time, what treatment did he have before he died, what major diseases, chronic diseases?"

"Hmm~~!...... First of all, at home! There are chronic diseases, high blood pressure, diabetes, heart disease, cerebral infarction, hospitalization every year, and chronic disease medicine, just love to drink, drink a bottle of loose liquor every day, morning, noon and evening!

We can't help it! We can't help it! The old man has a big temper! He has high blood pressure, and our children don't dare to be angry with him! So we buy him wine and ask him to drink less, but he won't listen...... I drank it on the last day!

As a result, he vomited blood and was sent to the hospital for rescue, saying that it was stomach bleeding and chronic bleeding in the intestines, and I heard my mother say a few days ago that there was black and black, and we didn't think too much about ......it, and we didn't understand it."

But I still can't help it! I have no choice but to continue to ask and record, "Hmm~~! Okay! Stomach bleeding, intestinal bleeding, massive bleeding from internal organs, long-term excessive drinking, well, how many years of high blood pressure? Diabetes?

"Well~well, it's been decades! It's been around for decades! I've been hospitalized every year! We've taken good care of him! I've been taking medicine every day! He's just drinking and disobedient! I'm going to have to argue a few times every day for this! My mother is about to be angry with him! Alas~!Woo woo, I can't get sick anymore! Woo woo" The choked man finally couldn't help crying.

"Well, thank you! Please ask again, when was the last hospitalization, and when was the first time to be diagnosed with a chronic disease?" I couldn't hold back my emotions, I couldn't have too many mood swings with him, so I could only continue to investigate.

"When I got married, my eldest son was in his thirties! The last hospitalization was the first time! On April 6th, I was not saved, and then I was cremated on the ninth day. The man snorted and slowly recalled.

"Okay! I got it! That's all! Thank you for your cooperation! Goodbye!" I quickly hung up the phone, really embarrassed, it was very cruel to uncover the memory wounds of their deceased families, and I was also very unwilling! But what could I do if I asked for it?

It's a terrible job, but I've finally done one! I quickly picked up the cause of death registration form, posted the information I had just asked, and entered it into the database system on the Internet.