It is only a year since Cheng Jia'an retires, and he insists on finishing it, which can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end, worthy of the care of the unit and leaders. Although there is no longer a need to invest a lot of money in his wife's treatment in the future, the children's life is still very tight.

My daughter still doesn't even have a decent house, and she is still crammed into the leaky dormitory of the archives. Cheng Jianghe was stranded in the countryside, and his living conditions were not much better. The youngest Cheng Jianghai has just joined the work, and in a few years, it will be time to talk about marriage, and there will be more places to use money later.

What's more, after several years of hard work, accumulated debts and poor use, they are almost in the situation of being a family with four walls. Being a father can't help his children, and he can't be a drag.

So no matter how difficult it is, you still have to go to the class.

Cheng Jia'an came to the sanatorium with his spirits up, his pale cheeks did not have much normal blood, and his steps were a little slow and vain. Dr. Jin, who was in the same office, looked at Cheng Jia'an's bad mental state and persuaded him tactfully.

"Lao Cheng is here...... Your face is too bad, or you should rest for a few more days, I'll be here on the side. ”

Cheng Jia'an licked his dry lips, shook his head lightly and refused: "No, it's all troublesome for you to work the night shift for me several times, your body can't bear it, and I don't want to go." ”

"Where are you talking about this, I've been in the same office with you for so many years, I don't know what I can do for you, and I can only help you on the night shift as much as I can."

Cheng Jia'an slowly thanked: "Thank you, I can do it, the night shift should be back to normal." ”

Dr. Kim frowned and asked hesitantly, "Can it really work?" ”

Cheng Jia'an nodded firmly: "Okay!" ”

Doctor Jin drooped his head, melancholy for a while, sighed, and said: "Hey, I'm also a person who can't persuade people, Lao Cheng, you can insist on it a little longer, there is still one year for you to retire normally, and when the time comes, raise flowers, fish, and adjust well, this person still has to have a psychological sustenance." ”

Cheng Jia'an put on the white coat, picked up the case folder, and his face was a little depressed: "Well, I understand this, I understand everything!" Then I'll go to the ward rounds first. ”

Dr. Kim stood up and said, "Okay, just say if you need help." ”

Cheng Jia'an, who was full of worries, answered softly and walked out hobbly. Dr. Jin hesitated sullenly for a long time, and sighed one after another: "Hey, wife, wife, people must have a companion when they are old, but this companion is gone, how can people live, hey!" ”

After turning a few corners, the ward area is at the back of the office, but in such a short distance, Cheng Jia'an seems to have walked for a century. The moment they stepped into the ward, they greeted the oncoming patients cordially.

"Morning, Dr. Cheng!"

"Doctor Cheng, you're here!"

As an old sick man, Master Liu, sitting in a wheelchair, said happily: "Yo, Dr. Cheng hasn't seen you for a while." ”

Naturally, these patients will not know about the misfortune of the family, and their colleagues will not talk about the sad things after dinner.

Cheng Jia'an worked hard to put out a smile, looking the same as usual, and greeted casually: "Oh, it's Master Liu, there has been a delay in the family recently, how are you, how are you doing?" ”

"Hey, it's okay, people are half-dead when they're old, there's nothing good or bad."

Master Liu sighed, a little lonely, then looked at Cheng Jia'an's pale cheeks, and asked suspiciously, "It's you, Doctor Cheng, why have you lost so much weight recently?" ”

Cheng Jia'an coped with concealment: "Oh, maybe it's busy!" ”

Master Liu frowned and said with concern: "If your spirit is not good, you can pay more attention!" ”

Cheng Jia'an nodded and said, "Okay, you rest, what is there to call me." ”

As soon as they exchanged two words, Sister Liu, who was in charge of the nurse, saw Cheng Jia'an coming to visit and hurriedly greeted her.

"Dr. Cheng's ward rounds!"

"Sister Liu, the beds have been fine lately, right?" Cheng Jia'an asked as usual.

Sister Liu frowned sadly, and sighed a little embarrassed: "Hey, don't mention it, the others are fine, it's Chow Tai Fook with a 13-bed bed, who has been in a mood without eating or drinking in the past few days, and it's almost fatal to serve." ”

Cheng Jia'an frowned tightly and asked, "What's the matter, is something wrong again?" ”

Sister Liu pursed her lips, with a thick annoyance between her eyebrows, and said in a chattering manner: "Hey, it's not that his sons and daughters-in-law of white-eyed wolves are making trouble, and they can still come to the hospital some time ago and force him to write a will to ask for real estate." Now, the property has been transferred, and even the figure is gone. Where did this week's great fortune come from, it's simply Zhou Da Sorrow and Zhou Da Disaster. ”

Cheng Jia'an hurriedly asked: "Then what is his situation now?" ”

Sister Liu glanced around, leaned over and whispered mysteriously: "I guess, when people come to this, their hearts have long been cold, and they lie stupidly all day long, not talking, not eating or drinking, what do you say?" ”

Cheng Jia'an pursed his lips and remained silent, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded and said, "Okay, I know, I'll go take a look." ”

Cheng Jia'an walked into the ward with broken steps, looking at Zhou Taifu who was looking at the ceiling dementedly on the hospital bed, and sighed in his heart.

As the saying goes, happy people are the same, and unfortunate people have their own misfortunes, either life and death, or unfilial piety, and so on. But the sad feelings in his heart are extremely similar to himself, which makes Cheng Jia'an have the illusion of sympathy.

"Master Zhou, Master Zhou!"

Cheng Jia'an stepped forward and called softly, but in Zhou Dafu's dull gaze, he didn't even move his eyes a little, and he was more sad than dead. Cheng Jia'an sighed secretly, gently held his wrist, and chattered and persuaded while doing a routine check on his pulse.

"Master Zhou, I'll check it on you first, well, it's okay...... Master Zhou, people, there will always be disasters and difficulties in this life, but when do you have to think about the good place, this disease can get better quickly, don't get along with yourself...... Ay! ”

This persuasion may also be spoken to himself, but the doctor does not heal himself, the truth is true, but how many people can really do it?

In line with the duty of a doctor, he still has to be patient and persuasive, but Chow Tai Fook still didn't make any reaction.

Cheng Jiaan's head was full of sourness, and he really didn't know where to start with the follow-up persuasion, so he hesitated for a long time, and then he went out with a sigh, and Sister Liu, who was waiting outside the door, stepped forward with a bitter face.

"How's that, right?"

Cheng Jia'an shook his head wistfully, and said with some feeling: "It's all heart disease, you have worked hard in the past two days, take care of it, and take a look." ”

Sister Liu's face was bitter, she looked at Zhou Taifu on the hospital bed, and sighed with emotion: "Hey, what a sin!" ”