The snow in Ningyuan began to fall again. It's not very big, and the snowflakes fall very slowly, very gently. In junior high school physics class, it was said that when it snows, the surroundings are quiet. Sun Lien stood at the door of the rescue hall, only to feel that there seemed to be no sound between heaven and earth.

There were people from the college, from the hospital's medical department, and even from the provincial newspaper and TV station. Under the guidance of Liu Pingchuan, these irrelevant personnel were all gathered in the large conference room of the hospital.

They came for Zhou Xiufang.

An old man who had been studying rare diseases for nearly 20 years passed away because of rare diseases, and before he died, he decided to donate his body to the institution where he had worked all his life. There seems to be some fatalistic flavor in this, and there are too many awe-inspiring determinations. Journalists naturally have a very sensitive sense of smell. After receiving Liu Tangchun's "ventilation report", the provincial newspaper and the provincial television station lined up reporters to grab first-hand information.

When he left the rescue room, Sun Lien just said to Director Liu. Nurse Xiao Guo hid behind the duty desk and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, while Xu Yourong seemed to have received two calls, but because the signal on the phone was too poor, he tried for a long time but still didn't hear what was said on the other side of the phone.

"Why did you come out?" Xu Yourong held the phone, seemingly looking for a location with a better signal. After searching all the way, he actually met Sun Lien again. "What about smoking?"

Sun Lien shook his head, "I won't." ”

Xu Yourong nodded and didn't speak, and put the phone back on his ear, "Hello?"

The voice on the other side of the phone was still intermittent, and Xu Yourong seemed to have turned on the speakerphone in order to hear the voice clearly. But even Sun Lien, who was a few steps away, could hear that the phone was full of noise, and a man's voice could be vaguely heard interspersed with it.

After several attempts, Xu Yourong finally gave up. Seeing Xu Yourong put the phone in his pocket, Sun Lien asked tentatively, "What about calling friends abroad?"

"It's Dr. Bruce. Xu Yourong said with a smile, "Gao Yan's case has been confirmed, and I want to inform him." I just called him several times, but I couldn't talk to him successfully. ”

"Isn't he still on a plane?" Sun Lienqi said, "You can make a phone call while you are on a plane?"

"Not with jetliners. Xu Yourong explained, "He flew in the Caribbean in a light plane like Senas, the kind that was only a few hundred meters high. I've heard him say that sometimes if the communication signal is not good, the driver will even call the airport directly. ”

Sun Lien had only seen Senas on TV, and he was a little surprised that he could still make phone calls on a propeller plane that seemed so unreliable. But it's just a surprise. He does not continue to explore the emotions of this topic now.

"It's starting to snow again. Xu Yourong squinted his eyes and looked at the iron-gray sky. Suddenly, he said, "They have already transferred Teacher Zhou to the hospice unit." ”

"Go now?" Sun Lien sighed again. "Teacher Zhou is okay, right?" This "Teacher Zhou" is not talking about Zhou Xiufang, but his teacher Zhou Jun.

Dr. Chow shook hands with his colleagues everywhere. Xu Yourong shook his head, "Xiao Guo was scared, he secretly told me that he had never seen such a polite Zhou Jun." ”

"This kid ......," Sun Lien smiled, "I guess he was still a little uncomfortable about the patient before." ”

Xu Yourong shrugged his shoulders, "How responsible is Doctor Zhou." With this kind of teacher, you can look decent in a month of school. I don't understand why such a good teacher is uncomfortable. ”

"He's young, after all. Although Sun Lien is only in the second month of training, his tone of voice is already a little old unconsciously. "At first, I felt like I was being treated differently. After a few years, maybe he couldn't react until after a certain on-duty training for a newcomer, and it turned out that what Mr. Zhou said was for his good. ”

Xu Yourong suddenly turned his head and walked towards the rescue hall. Sun Lien was a little curious if he had said something wrong, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Yourong didn't reply, "I'm a little tired from chatting with you too much recently, I'll go back and take a break from the case." With that, the person had already entered the emergency hall.

Talking too much and feeling a little tired, go to see the case and take a break? Sun Lien was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed. Legend has it that Xu Yourong, who is in power-saving mode after surgery, is about to become a chatter during this time.

Anyway, the rescue room is behind you, and if you really have something, you can run to it in more than ten seconds when you turn around. And Sun Lien, who had been in the room for a long time, decided to simply stand a little longer, cool down and go in again.

The snow was falling slowly, and suddenly he felt that something was wrong.

Outside the hospital fence, a group of people gradually gathered.

The Fourth Central Hospital is located in the central area of Ningyuan City. Although the flow of people on weekdays is not small, it is not as good as the newly built large commercial center like Sun City. Usually, it is normal for some pedestrians to pass by outside the fence. But it's snowing, and it's strange that there are a lot of people stopping outside the fence.

He looked at the crowd curiously, and then looked left and right, the traffic on the road was slow, but the traffic was normal. It wasn't like there was some sudden accident that caused the crowd to watch - he had been watching from the door. Dispelling the last trace of doubt, Sun Lien lingered for a while. When his body gradually became cold, Sun Lien was ready to go back to the rescue room to continue working, he stood outside the door for twenty minutes, and if he didn't go in, he was afraid that he would be regarded as lazy by Director Liu.

Just as he was about to turn around, Sun Lien suddenly felt that something was wrong. When I looked up again, the crowd was getting denser. The crowd of people wearing down jackets was one or two hundred people, to say the least. They stood together outside the hospital fence, quietly and curiously looking into the hospital.

Could this be a large-scale medical trouble? Sun Lien, who had only seen big scenes in the circle of friends and in the news, suddenly felt half cold in his heart, and under that kind of large-scale conflict, even if the rescue room had an electromagnetic lock, it was easy to be squeezed open by the crowded crowd. Thinking that there were still many seriously ill patients in the emergency room, Sun Lien immediately became anxious. If something happens in the conflict, it will kill someone! He immediately turned around and returned to the rescue hall, pulled the security guard Brother Liang, and explained his findings.

Brother Liang, the security guard, also attached great importance to this emergency, and pressed the walkie-talkie and began to call for support. By the way, he also asked someone to call Lao Wu, who was drinking tea in the communication room, and if there was anything wrong with the situation, then immediately ask for reinforcements from the higher departments. At the same time, Brother Liang also asked the fast-legged security guard to go to the upstairs conference room to inform Vice President Liu, who was arranging the interview, that there was such a big mess when receiving reporters, and he could only immediately notify the leaders of the hospital to get an idea.

A group of security guards, armed with blast shields and steel forks, first surrounded the door of the rescue room. Then he blocked the registration and payment window in the rescue hall to prevent accidents. Liu Pingchuan, who was having a meeting in the large conference room, hurried down, pushed away a few security guards who were blocking in front of him, and walked out of the rescue hall directly. He wanted to talk directly to the doctor, and if he could lead a conflict to become invisible, even if he applied to the Health Commission for a medical malpractice investigation.

When the security guards went out together, there was some commotion outside the fence. When Liu Pingchuan walked out of the rescue hall, the outside suddenly "boomed" and became noisy. Liu Pingchuan was about to shout two sentences similar to "Everyone calm down, what can you talk about!", but found that there was no one scolding in front of him, and there were no rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes frozen into ice cubes.

Some of the gathered people took out their white coats from their backpacks and put them on their bodies. The other part of the people took out the candle from their bosom and lit it. Some people took out white chrysanthemums that they didn't know where to hide them and held them quietly in their hands.

A banner was held in their hands.

"Dr. Zhou Xiufang, go all the way. ”

They are the students Zhou Xiufang has taught, colleagues she has worked with, close friends, former patients, family members, and children. At the same time, there are countless enthusiastic people who have just learned the short story of Zhou Xiufang's life through the circle of friends and Weibo.

They braved the snowflakes and spontaneously gathered together in this cold winter. Gathered outside the fence of the Fourth Central Hospital, quietly came to see off an old man who was familiar and kind, or strange and had never met. The crowd was silent, but the hearts were warm.

A cold wind blew, and Liu Pingchuan stood at the door of the rescue hall, his gray hair curled and messy. The eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses burst into tears.

He bowed deeply to the crowd outside the fence.

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