"Can I go back to the ward just now?"

"No."

Zhao Min takes out her mobile phone and makes a phone call. Zhao Tingli presses her hand: "I'm lying down, that's it."

Zhao Min sneers, "you are cheap."

Zhao Ting is lying on the bed without any shelter. He's so regretful that his intestines are green. He's not guilty of baseness. He was able to settle down in the earth for safety. Now, it's different from the wild with violent corpses. But now, it's the only way to accept this reality.

Morning is the busiest time in the hospital. No matter the outpatient department or the emergency department, they are full of people.

Zhao Min began to take people to ward round. Different from managing two or three patients when she first came here, she was familiar with the environment here. Like other doctors, she managed the whole ward, and she was the attending doctor. There were many patients in her hand. It was not easy for everyone to be clear about their chest.

Zhao Ting finally settled down in bed, and saw Zhao Min appear in the corridor with a doctor and a nurse, led by Zhao min. the number of people can be counted as vast and mighty. A doctor pushed the instrument and followed her into the ward.

He is bored to calculate how much time Zhao Min has gone in, and how much time has passed before he comes out, and then enters the next ward, so repeatedly, watching and counting, he feels a little sleepy, but he remembers that Zhao Min was on the night shift last night, and she is on the day shift again, even if she is hard-working, she can't stand it, but She is now walking at the front with her head held high and her chest held high. She has a light walk and can't see any fatigue at all.

After two hours, Zhao Ting yawned a lot, and then saw Zhao Min come out of the ward to the corridor.

He lay on his side, looking at her like a shining body. Obviously, he was wearing the same white coat, but she would be noticed at a glance. Her beautiful face and cold expression could hold people down. When she first came, these patients in the ward did not believe that they were young, but after this period of time, the patients were all kind Call her Dr. Zhao, especially those old patients who look at her eyes are very kind. I wish I could be her granddaughter-in-law.

For example, now, Zhao Min comes to a hospital bed not far away from Zhao ting. There is an old lady in her sixties lying on the bed. She sprained her foot when dancing in the square, and she was sent in. But she has a good spirit and is very talkative. However, she is familiar with her friends in the evening. She has a kind smile on her face. She loves life and is kind A dear old lady.

Seeing Zhao Min coming, the old lady sat up. Zhao Min's mouth turned up and her smile was light, but her indifference to business faded. In front of the patients, she didn't put on airs like that. Instead, she was kind and patient: "grandma Wen, I don't think there's any big problem with you. I'll ask the nurse to go through the discharge procedures for you. You go home and rest Come on. "

"I don't feel well. I'd better stay another day." The old lady looked up at Zhao Min and held her hand warmly in her eyes. "Dr. Zhao, you are in the hospital today."

"Well, yes, what's the matter?" If someone else holds Zhao Min's hand like this, Zhao Ting doesn't have to doubt it. She must have slapped him. But at the moment, she shows unprecedented patience. No wonder the rounds take so long.

"Oh, it's OK. In fact, when my grandson is coming, I'll ask him to ask you about his illness."

Zhao Min kept a light smile all the time, but the doctors and nurses behind him couldn't help but chuckle out. A little nurse who knew the situation joked: "grandma Wen, you're late, we, Dr. Zhao, have a master of famous flowers."

When grandma Wen heard this, she immediately expressed disappointment: "do you have a boyfriend?" But then he said with a smile, "it's just having a boyfriend. It's not marriage. This woman can't look for her husband so casually. It doesn't matter if she knows more than one friend. Dr. Zhao, do you think it's ok?"

Zhao Min always smiled quietly: "what you said is that we will talk later. I'll go to see the following patients first."

"Good." Granny Wen still doesn't give up. "I'll see you later."

Zhao Min led people down. Zhao Ting listened to the nurse and said, "Dr. Zhao, you are so popular. These old ladies and gentlemen are eager to find you to be a daughter-in-law of their grandchildren. Fortunately, you have a boyfriend. Otherwise, you have to steal."

"That's not true. Who made Zhao grow up to be beautiful, skillful and gentle? Of course, he is popular."

Gentle character? Zhao Ting's neck shrank inexplicably. Zhao Min's vicious nature has nothing to do with gentleness. Are these people really the same person he knows? He expressed serious doubt, so he looked at her twice more.

As a result, Zhao Min looks like he has eyes growing behind him. His eyes are cold and sharp, and his neck is cold. Do you think it's called gentleness? I'm a liar.

Someone else sent Zhao Min fruit. If she didn't accept all the fruit, she didn't know how many fruit baskets she could take in this circle.

Zhao Ting's eyes were sore. Finally, he was the only patient left.I thought Zhao Min was going to bring people here, but Zhao Min dismissed them with a wave of his hand. Zhao Ting immediately stared, "Hey, I haven't seen it yet, so good?"

Let people leave, Zhao Min came to him, cold face finally showed fatigue, even if she specially dressed in makeup in the morning can not hide, she slightly frowned and slowed down breathing: "what's the matter."

"Don't I have to check?"

"I don't know what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Ting didn't know what to say at once. Zhao Min rubbed his eyebrows, inserted a pen into the pocket of his white coat, and put the medical record under his elbow: "I'm going to have a meeting, so you can be honest if you are OK."

"But it stinks here..." His heart was full of tears.

"It's your choice."

"Then can I choose again?"

"Reselect? It depends on the choice. Do you understand why there is no such shop after this village? What you miss will not be waiting for you in the same place. If you miss it, you will miss it. When you want to look back, it belongs to someone else. "

Finish saying, Zhao Min then left, Zhao Ting lies on the bed, but is for a long time silent.

What he missed, even if he looked back, did not belong to him?

Zhao Min and his department have a meeting to discuss the operation plan of a difficult disease. The operation risk is very high, and the probability of success is less than 30%. But if they don't, the death rate of patients is 100%.