Sun Lien was still asleep in bed, unaware that he had smashed a young man's job after hanging up the phone three times, and forced the three of them to set off from Shanghai and take the latest high-speed train to Ningyuan at full speed.

This time, in the dream, Sun Lien did not encounter a patient who needed to be rescued—the situation he encountered was more difficult than rescue. In his dream, he was holding an X-ray of the patient's lungs with black hollows, which looked like his scalp was tingling. But no matter how hard he tried to stare at the status bar above the other man's head, it was still empty and nothing.

No name, no age, let alone the status of the prompt.

What would it be like to live without plug-ins, Sun Lien has imagined more than once. He has always felt that even if this happens, with the help of systematic hospital consultation and his current experience, he can still continue to live. After all, from the discovery of the status bar to the present, many patients' diagnoses only give the direction of the status bar, and then verify it by themselves by means of examination. Now there is no hint direction, but it should still be possible to diagnose.

But Sun Lien panicked in his dream. The results of multiple consultations have been disappointing. Again and again, cultures and genetic tests have yielded no results. He even resorted to the last resort of mNGS detection, but still nothing came of it.

It was obviously a sick person lying in front of him, and he obviously had a life to be saved. But Sun Lien didn't even know what illness the other party had. He couldn't even come up with a direction that might be rewarding.

He was dying.

Sun Lien suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the ceiling, sighed after a long time, and rolled over to get up.

He didn't want to sleep anymore. At least not yet. He feared that if he closed his eyes again, he would fall back into that anxious and desperate scene—the patient was dying, he was the last hope, and yet he could do nothing.

This feeling of powerlessness made Sun Lien very uncomfortable.

He rubbed his sour eyes and walked to the bathroom to start washing his face. The status bar reflected in my head in the mirror shows that everything is normal, and there is not even a prompt of "upgrade after being diagnosed with XXX". I don't know if the status bar has reached its final form, or if you haven't met the corresponding upgrade conditions.

Dr. Cao said to Sun Lien from the living room, "You're not on duty tonight, are you?"

Sun Lien shook his head and said uncertainly, "It shouldn't be necessary, right?" He glanced at the WeChat on his mobile phone, and Wang Caifeng, who was marked as "Longevity Borderless Lafayette", had a message, "We are already on the highway, everything is going well." I'll tell you when I get home. "The time was about an hour ago.

In this way, cousin-in-law Liu Yanan should have been transferred to the fourth courtyard. And the situation should be fairly stable.

"If not, I'll treat you to dinner that night. Dr. Cao said angrily, "Today's salary is paid, let's go out and rub it off." ”

Dr. Cao is never stingy with money, and Dr. Cao never cares about what to do in the last few days.

"Brother, why don't you think about it first, how can you compensate your sister-in-law for perfume?" Sun Lien was actually not interested in being invited to dinner. He was even more worried that after Dr. Cao got the funds, he would buy a three-molar analytical pure grade indole and make a fecal bomb to come out.

"That's it...... It has already been compensated. Dr. Cao was obviously embarrassed. Presumably, the way he compensated was directly related to kneeling on the washboard. "This isn't the time when my brother and I'm at my worst, and you can still think about bringing me takeout. Gotta let me thank you, right?"

"Then ......" Sun Lien pondered for a while, and it was difficult to resist the kindness, and it would hurt Dr. Cao's face a little if he refused again. "Then let Brother Cao break the bank. ”

"Hey, the two of us brothers can live in the same dormitory, this is fate. Dr. Cao replied seriously, "Today, please taste the taste of Northwest cuisine." From my undergraduate to my Ph.D., I have been eating Lanzhou cuisine for many years. Now that I'm in Ningyuan, I can't eat it, but I miss it so much. I found a good restaurant a few days ago, and I'm going to take you to try it today. ”

"Don't drink bars?" Sun Lien pondered for a moment, Dr. Cao is a surgeon in the organ transplant team, and now it is still his standby period, so he must not be able to drink. "That's exactly where I drove. ”

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"Longshang Family" is a store that is not too big and not too small. There are about a dozen tables in the room, as well as a bar for those who come to eat alone.

"Two catties of meat by hand, one catty of sheep's neck and one catty of ribs. Dr. Cao sat in his seat and ordered the dish very skillfully, "A pound of yellow stew, make a Dingxi potato slices...... Forget about the greens, let's have two bowls of sweet embryos. He looked at Sun Lien and asked, "Little Sun, do you want to stuff the skin?"

Sun Lien was stunned, "What is that?" He had never been to Jincheng Lanzhou, and he had no understanding of these local delicacies.

"It's probably something like cold skin. But it tastes pretty good......" Dr. Cao thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "It's such a cold day, forget it." Let's serve two pancakes. Just let the pepper go normally. ”

On winter nights, when there is still snow on the road outside, I eat mutton, drink sweet embryos with some sweet taste, and nibble on salty, spicy and crispy baked oil cakes. The cold of winter instantly turns into a small cool breeze that has nothing to worry about. Where in the world is there a better winter food than lamb?

"It's a pity that Director Wang Jianpei doesn't know about this store. Sun Lien didn't care about the image and hygiene, and instigated the mutton fat and spices on his fingers. "Otherwise, he would have to eat until he had acute pancreatitis." ”

Wang Jianpei, director of the Department of Cardiology

"It doesn't have to be acute pancreatitis, gastric perforation is also possible. Dr. Cao said seriously, Director Wang Jianpei's preference for mutton is almost known to everyone in the four courtyards. And there are not a few stories of this old man hurting his mouth. Although many legends are difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, the old man's uncomfortable eating himself for a bite of mutton is not only certainly true, but also definitely quite a few times.

"I see you've been pretty busy these days. Although there was no wine, but halfway through the meal, Cao Xin and Sun Lien invariably slowed down and started chatting. Dr. Cao first asked, "Haven't you already gone to the emergency clinic, why are you still so busy?"

"Last night was mostly private. Sun Lien was a little helpless to tell Dr. Cao about his own affairs. "My cousin was transferred from Changning to our hospital, and his condition was relatively serious, so I simply changed shifts with others last night, and I carried it for another night. ”

Dr. Cao nodded sympathetically, "There is no way to do this kind of thing, it's hard work." As he spoke, he took another big bite of mutton and chewed it for a while, then swallowed it and asked, "Recently, there have been rumors in the hospital that you will enter the newly established diagnostic department in the future. ”

Sun Lien couldn't answer this question directly, and he couldn't pretend not to hear it, so he could only ask, "Where did you hear about it?"

"It's spread everywhere. Dr. Cao didn't pay much attention to Sun Lien's rhetorical question, and after pondering for a while, he said, "But I think it's quite appropriate...... I happen to have a patient with whom the symptoms are quite strange, can you give me some advice?"

Sun Lien was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile, "Brother Cao, let's talk about the patient's condition first." ”

"We can't be sure of ......," Dr. Cao sighed, "He was admitted to the hospital because of acute kidney failure, but after taking a chest X-ray, our department was in conflict with the chest and breathing." ”

Dr. Cao wiped the grease on his hands, took out his mobile phone and flipped through the photos for a long time, and then handed the mobile phone to Sun Lien, "Take a look for yourself." ”

Sun Lien looked down, and cold sweat came out.

This X-ray was similar to the one in his dream, a chest X-ray, covered with dozens of low-density gray-black shadows.