Xi Jin: "Why the ophthalmic operating room?" ”

Shi Ling: "Because he went there." ”

As he spoke, Shi Ling had already called up the surveillance to prove that the corpse had indeed gone to the ophthalmic operating room.

Xi Jin's eyes crossed with surprise.

Shi Ling always faintly reveals a sense of knowing and mastering the overall situation. But what she knew was not like a logical reasoning, but like an unfounded prophecy.

Xi Jin asked her tentatively, "Will you calculate?" ”

Shi Ling: "I'm not a god. ”

So how do you know?

Xi Jin looked at Shi Ling's natural appearance, and didn't ask, he knew that Shi Ling would definitely say, "I just know." I'm afraid she can't even tell why.

Xi Jin asked: "There is no surgery scheduled in the ophthalmology operating room, what is he going to do there?" ”

At this moment, Su Xingwan began to point to the screen again in surprise and shouted, "Look, there's another one." What did the two corpses plot in the middle of the night? Resentful that the hospital didn't save them, so let's go and blow up the hospital together? ”

Shi Ling: "...... It was a living person. ”

"Chief Doctor of Ophthalmology, Zhou Ze."

Xi Jin recognized the person slightly surprised.

……

The light of day dawned.

"It worked."

Zhou Xue calmly completed the last step, and finally had a trace of emotion exposed.

He was highly tense all night, and he had seen Tang Mingchu do countless bone and tooth artificial cornea surgeries, as an assistant for him, and he had practiced countless times, but it was the first time he personally started this operation.

With Tang Mingchu's assistance, his operation was completed smoothly.

Tang Mingchu also showed a smile on his face, "Zhou Xue, you did a good job." It's up to you in the future. ”

Zhou Xue looked at the people beside him, and only felt that his smile was full of goodbye, just like the morning fog that will disperse when the sun comes out, which makes people unable to stay.

Zhou Ze: "Tang Mingchu, do you really have to go?" Think about your son, when Zichen asks me in the future, 'Uncle Zhou, why hasn't my father gotten off work yet?' And sister-in-law, she is still so young, can you bear to let her take care of the children alone? ”

Tang Mingchu carefully and rigorously put the surgical equipment back one by one, removed the gloves and masks one by one, and there were more corpse spots on that face. He remained silent and did not reply to Zhou Xue's words.

He didn't dare to think about what he envisioned.

"I'm going to return the body. Otherwise, there will be haunted news from Xiguang Hospital. And this young man, he promised to lend me his body, and I can't delay the cremation. ”

Tang Mingchu packed up everything, and then walked towards the door, and a moment before opening the door, he turned around and said to Zhou Xue in a difficult voice: "Tell Zichen and my wife that I love them, and I am sorry for them." Let them and the hospital give up on my treatment, and don't have to spend money and material resources to do something impossible. After I died, my body was donated to the hospital, and my corneas and usable organs were also donated, and what I learned in this body was wasted, and the rest that could save people was not wasted. ”

He gave light to many, but in the end he fell into darkness and no one could give him light.

He doesn't complain, just regrets, just hopes to reduce some regrets before leaving.

Zhou Ze's mood completely collapsed, "Tang Mingchu, you go and say it yourself!" How do you ask me to speak? ”

Tang Mingchu just smiled, he knew that Zhou Xue would help him.

However, the moment he opened the door, he was slightly stunned.

"Dr. Tang, good morning."