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"Xiaoyue, go outside to appease the patient's family members."
"Okay, Director."
"Are you appeased?"
"No, director, there are no family members of patients outside the operating room."
"Has the patient's family not been notified yet?"
"It should have been notified, but"
"Okay, you go to the blood bank, hurry up."
"good."
In many cases, the rescue process is more like a marathon race, and the competition is the endurance of both parties.
The human body is really a very fragile thing, and no one can understand it better than a doctor. It seems that the "human" who has been endowed with too many super-level meanings and symbols by various literary and artistic works,
Just how soft it is.
As for the profession of a doctor, not only does it need praise from the outside world, but sometimes it also needs to cheer yourself up and move yourself from time to time, otherwise it will be really difficult to sustain it.
If the patient is still persisting, you can't give up. When you have done everything that should be done, what is often left is a kind of companionship similar to that between an athlete and a trainer.
Each other is a kind of torture.
If you can finally run across the finish line, then everyone will be happy;
But in fact, here, most of the time at the beginning of the race, you can't see the shadow of the finish line.
After failing the same thing too many times, you have to continue to participate in the next "failure" with a high probability. This is not torture, but what is it?
Director Wang signaled the nurse beside him to wipe his sweat. To be honest, his eyes were a little dizzy.
This is not the reason for getting old. There are two types of men in this world. One is a man who never accepts old age, and the other is a man who says he is old but only talks about it.
Especially for Director Wang, in response to the country's call, his wife has successfully conceived a second child.
Although Director Wang himself is not clear about what kind of strength is supporting the patient to persist, but he has at least one principle in mind;
As a doctor, you can choose to give up when you are working, but the premise of giving up is that you must give up first if the patient himself and the patient's family members give up first.
This principle seems a bit incomprehensible and cold, but it is already a valuable residual warmth.
The young man in the mask came to the door of the operation wearing a hospital gown, and pushed open the door of the operating room.
The doctors and nurses inside were still going on with their work, as if no one had seen him appear.
The masked youth walked to the operating table,
Looking at the busy scene around.
Most of his expressions have always been used to hiding behind masks and masks, but his eyes have always been ancient.
This kind of tranquility is not the peace of a small bridge and flowing water, but more like the indifference of the vast land.
"Actually, you don't have to hold on all the time."
The masked youth spoke.
Although, the one lying on the operating table is not able to respond right now.
However, the electrocardiogram and the indicators of various instruments can be clearly seen, and he is still "living" for himself, sparing no effort.
Even if,
This kind of living,
Just bear the pain of mortals unilaterally.
"People's vision is always short-sighted, superficial, and one-sided"
"Just like in daily life, when the hands and feet are scratched, after a while, they will recover;
? If you have a cold, rest for a few days, take some medicine, and you will recover after a while;
People tend to anesthetize themselves because of this, and feel that everything can be recovered,
this,
It is human perception. "
"But this is fake. In this world, there is no real recovery."
The young man in the mask lowered his head and glanced at the wounded on the hospital bed.
When you become a mortal,
your suffering, your perception,
It will also be no different from ordinary people.
This subordinate, just like when the car accident happened, was carrying the baffle of the out-of-control truck to prevent it from continuing to slide.
He didn't dare to let go, because his master didn't give the order to end the game.
He was buying time for his master, and suffering terrible torments and sufferings for it;
where??, white clouds and the sky are all things that are out of reach.
the real highest,
is the top of his head. "
"This game is very exciting, but after all, I lost my obsession. In the end, there will be nothing but boring.
Possibly, what he really wanted was for me to recede in my doubts.
Possibly, he wanted me to put all my eggs in one basket when I was worried.
I prayed to the Buddha, but the altar table was empty, and I wanted to invite the immortals to come down and pay respects to the Buddha, but that was not enough for me. I wanted to see what a real immortal would look like.
But he had been to that place earlier than me, begging and begging, and begging to be his scapegoat.
I don't know him very well, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to realize this millennium puzzle until the sword edge was about to touch my neck.
But he knows me very well, even, knows me better than myself. "
The masked youth stood up,
Slowly walked to the door of the operating room.
"I have hesitated for too long, and I have been confused for too long."
"Occasionally, when I am lost, in a trance, I have dreamed back to the ancient times;
The mighty people of ancient times laughed and cursed, and the sky collapsed at every turn;
In this seeming illusion,
I have approached them,
They asked me,
from where;
I answer:
Come from bliss;
They asked me,
Why come here;
I answer:
Come here to pray for Buddha.
They laughed,
They laughed and said,
When they were born, there was no Buddha in the world. "
"Dick"
On the electrocardiogram, it became a cold straight line.
Director Wang bit his lip and raised his head. Is it relief, regret, or bitterness?
He didn't know, but he just felt empty in his heart.
Everyone in the operating room fell silent at this moment.
They are silently mourning the departure of a life, but they don't know that for the patients on the operating table, this is a kind of relief, a new life, and a return of
The door of the operating room,
The young man in the mask stretched out his hand,
pushed open the door;
the door,
A young man in a black robe stood bowed,
Smiling,
It seems that I have been waiting for a long time.
? When the feet of the masked youth stepped out of the operating room,
The bandages on him began to unravel,
The scars on his body began to heal,
A quaint cassock appeared on his body,
A golden mask replaced the mask and continued to cover his face,
His voice was still calm, still clear, and still without the slightest smell of fireworks or waves:
"Since you said that when you were born, there was no Buddha in the world;
So, the poor monk came here to worship the Buddha for you. "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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