In the end, Qi Jing almost exhausted all his strength.

And the major points that don't dare to move at all on weekdays, Qi Jing also moved.

Even, he used the peerless knowledge passed on to him by his teacher-fire needle.

It was the first time Zhang Sijiu saw such a strange needle, after all, the needles were all burned red, and no one knew why the red needles pierced into the flesh, and the flesh was not paste, but only played a greater role in stimulating acupuncture points?

However, even if it was so bizarre, Zhang Sijiu didn't have time to be surprised or ask.

She didn't dare to stop.

Tingyun and her took turns, both of their arms were sore, and they were sweating.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Jing said, "Okay." ”

He took a step back, grabbed Zhang Sijiu again, and pulled Zhang Sijiu away.

Zhang Sijiu turned his head to look at Qi Jing.

Qi Jing's expression was ugly, but he had to open his mouth with difficulty: "She's gone." ”

Zhang Sijiu's shoulders fell suddenly, as if all the strength in his body had been removed.

She opened her mouth, only to find that she didn't know what she wanted to say.

It's just a vague feeling as if I should say something.

But if you think about it, what do you say?

Zhang Sijiu turned his head to look at the child on the operating table.

She remembered that the child's name was Ying'er.

I just turned eight years old this year.

When Ying'er drank the medicine, she was still very scared.

Burned in a daze, but he still barely opened his eyes to look at them.

Zhang Sijiu was silent for a long time before he said softly: "You guys go out first, I'll sew her the knife edge." ”

The person didn't come down from the operating table, but the wound was still sewn up.

One is to give the deceased the last decency.

The second is also to make the family less stimulated.

There are no parents in the world, and they can't bear to see their children being disemboweled.

Zhang Sijiu stitched, stitched, stitch by stitch, tearing the flesh and skin, as if tearing his heart.

Outside, Ying'er Niang's heart-rending cry was heard, almost a howling cry, full of despair.

Zhang Sijiu also heard that Tingyun, Deng Wen, and Bai Zhi were all blocking Ying'er Niang and preventing her from rushing in.

The cry, the shout, made Zhang Sijiu feel that his eyes were a little astringent.

Now that the time has passed, it should be the first day of the new year.

But Ying'er stayed on this day, never growing up again, not laughing, not crying.

Sometimes, it seems that death is not so rare for medical staff, it happens from time to time. It's often an announcement.

But sometimes, this death is so heavy that it makes people's hearts tremble, and they feel that this world is too bitter.

It's really bitter.

Sickness is bitter, parting is bitter, life is in the world, everything is bitter.

Zhang Sijiu finished stitching and tidied up Ying'er's clothes, and then took a few steps back and left the operating table.

She looked at the little girl with her eyes closed, and suddenly felt that she couldn't stand, so she could only squat down and let the tears flow out.

During the operation, she couldn't cry. Even if the patient died, just stitching up the body, she couldn't cry.

Now, she's done stitching.

is neither a doctor, nor is he sorting out the appearance of the deceased, so that he can cry out as Zhang Sijiu.

This is not the first patient Zhang Sijiu has not been rescued.

But this is the first time that Zhang Sijiu has not come down from the operating table after coming here for so many years. Still such a young child.

When she was more stable, she raised her elbow and wiped her tears on her arm.

Then he got up and pushed Ying'er out.

Tingyun and the others were all stopping Ying'er's mother at the door at this time, and when they heard the bell inside, they opened the door and let Zhang Sijiu come out.

Seeing Ying'er covered with a white sheet, Ying'er's mother cried and pounced.

But she really pounced, but she didn't have the courage to lift the white cloth covering Ying'er's face.

Just trembling, trembling, calling her daughter's name over and over again.

Eventually, she lifted the white cloth and took a look.

Then, she fainted straight away.

Zhang Sijiu, they hurriedly moved her to treatment again.

However, Ying'er's mother was just overly sad and couldn't stand fainting at once, which was not serious, she only needed a few acupuncture sessions and then rested for a while.

It's just that the current situation of the mother and daughter is not easy to handle.

Therefore, Deng Wen came to ask Zhang Sijiu: "Ying'er is not good to be there all the time, and her mother is like this-"

"Let's wait." Zhang Sijiu glanced at Ying'er Niang on the hospital bed, "Although I know the address, no one has come to me for so long, I guess we will talk about it, and the other end may not be willing to come." Wait and see what Ying'er Niang has to say. ”

Anyway, it's not dawn yet, and it's cold, so let it go for a while.

Ying'er Niang woke up half an hour later.

When I woke up, I didn't speak, just looked at the tiles above my head and cried.

Zhang Sijiu walked over, looking at her like this, he felt uncomfortable, and could only apologize softly: "I'm sorry." I couldn't get her back. ”

Ying'er Niang turned her head to look at Zhang Sijiu: "You lied to me, right?" Ying'er, she's not dead, you're kidding me, aren't you—"

"I'm sorry, we tried our best." Zhang Sijiu could only apologize.

Suddenly, Ying'er Niang turned over and sat up and beat Zhang Sijiu, "Why!" Why! Didn't you say you could save her! She has suffered so much, why don't you save her! Aren't you a miracle doctor! Aren't you a little lady Zhang! Why can't you save me Ying'er! ”

Zhang Sijiu instinctively bowed down and asked her to beat her back.

In fact, Ying'er Niang didn't use too much force, it was more like a vent.

Deng Wen and the others were startled, and hurriedly came up to pull the two away, and heard Yun Geng roar angrily: "What are you doing!" Jiuniang is right! ”

Yang Yuanding also rushed up, blocking in front of Zhang Sijiu, equally angry: "Your daughter is dead, do you blame us?" You're supposed to fight, it's you! Why is it delaying for so long! Why fight Si Jiu! ”

After yelling, he turned around to check Zhang Sijiu again, for fear that he would break Zhang Sijiu just now.

That woman looks like she works a lot, and her strength is definitely not small!

Zhang Sijiu grabbed Yang Yuanding and shook his head gently: "It's okay, it's just a hammer twice, it doesn't matter." No injuries. She didn't want to beat me up either. ”

Yang Yuanding was so angry that he even blamed Zhang Sijiu: "She wants to fight, you don't know how to run?" Let him fight? ”

Zhang Sijiu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yang Yuanding was even more angry: "You just feel that their mother and daughter are pitiful, and you can't care about your own life or death!" ”

Zhang Sijiu: ...... It's not that serious, but it doesn't hurt, and the other party can vent, so it's good to be calm.

However, looking at Yang Yuanding like that, she didn't dare to say this, she always felt that if she said it, she must have been scolded even worse.

Zhang Sijiu obediently admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I shouldn't think like this." ”

But Yang Yuanding still kept a straight face, and didn't give a good face at all.

Without waiting for Zhang Sijiu to coax him, the mother of Ying'er suddenly began to whip herself-

We'll see you tomorrow~

(End of chapter)