Zhang Wen, an old expert, and Dr. Ma went out of the ward and asked Su Yang and Lin Yaru to speak alone. The two old men moved to the office with emotion.

"Lao Zhang, you are an old man. You usually don't come here once a month. I was on a business trip some time ago. I want to find you for tea and chess, but I can't find anyone. You have to come to see me often in the future." Doctor Ma said with a smile. He took out the tea and poured half a pot directly. Then he took out the thermos and poured water. He washed the tea and poured a cup for Zhang Wen.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wen feels that something is wrong. Doctor Ma, who has always been stingy, always gets a little tea. He would like to use tweezers and never wash tea. In doctor Ma's opinion, washing tea is a waste.

It's strange that Dr. Ma's behavior is abnormal today.

Zhang Wen, who was aware of something wrong, took the cup and said half jokingly, "old horse, how can you give up your precious tea? I came here last month, my mouth was worn out, and you didn't let me taste it. Why did I change my temper today? It's a waste to let me drink such a good tea. "

Doctor Ma laughed, smelled the fragrance of tea, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm very happy, so I'll invite you to have tea, or you'll say I'm an Iron Rooster again."

"It's no use talking with me. You're not an Iron Rooster anymore. You're a magnet rooster. You're not only penniless, but also have to suck something back. If you don't pick up money when you go out, you'll lose money." Zhang Wen joked that as he spoke, Zhang Wen carefully observed the change of doctor Ma's expression, hoping to see something from it.

Doctor Ma dodged Zhang Wen's eyes and said with an unnatural expression: "drink tea. When the tea is cold, the fragrance will be light. 80 degree water is the best."

"This is my treasure. If you don't drink it while it's hot, you'll be wasting such good tea." Doctor Ma said with a sore face.

Zhang Wen put down the teacup, his eyes fixed on Dr. Ma tightly, and said: "you and I have known each other for decades. As soon as you pucker, I will know what you want to fart. Don't hide it from me. Just tell me what you have."

Doctor Ma smiles awkwardly, drinks a cup of tea, and says with emotion: "we are old. Maybe we will be gone when we are old. We should enjoy it while we are still alive. Once we are gone, we can't take any good things." With that, doctor Ma was silent, holding a teacup, quietly looking out of the window, with a complex look in his eyes.

This makes Zhang Wen feel that Dr. Ma seems to have seen through life and death, and is full of attachment to life. Is it because he has been a doctor for many years and has seen too many lives and deaths, or is it because

Thinking of this, Zhang Wenmeng hit a smart, quickly asked: "old horse, you tell the truth, what's the matter with you?"

There was a trace of melancholy in doctor Ma's eyes. He took a sip of tea again, turned to Zhang Wen and said, "I will tell you sooner or later. I will tell you goodbye while I am still alive. I may not be able to hold on for a few days. Now I am getting weaker and weaker by taking medicine every day. I'm afraid I can't hold on for a long time."

After Dr. Ma finished, Zhang Wen was silent. He looked down at the teacup. Tears fell on the surface of the tea, rippling in circles. As people get older, their health is not as good as before. Sooner or later, they will face death. They usually can't feel it. Once their old friends die, sadness will come like a tide.