Chapter 339

Outside the ICU room, Zhou Ze is sitting on the aisle against the wall, with a burning cigarette in his hand, and a cigarette end on the ground below.

Lao Zhang is still lying in it. Instead of getting better, he is getting worse.

It's been a night,

maybe for Lao Zhang,

his days are less than one night. His life can be calculated with fingers, not in "days", but in "hours".

Even Zhou Ze didn't want to admit it, but because of a doctor's professional quality, he knew that in terms of illness and treatment means, Lao Zhang was really "powerless".

Not all diseases can expect miracles. People always like to publicize the spirit of "optimistic and positive", which can create miracles and defeat diseases.

But it's just an instinctive way for people to enjoy themselves.

otherwise, there will be no doctors in the hospital. The speechmakers who specially invite those who give chicken soup and blood lessons to the students of the third year of senior high school can cure the disease by giving speeches in the hospital.

The cigarette butts in his hands are pressed on the porch tiles to extinguish them,

Zhou Ze lowers his head,

slightly closes his eyes,

he is not so much continuing to observe the situation as waiting for Lao Zhangzhen's soul to appear after his death.

At least,

I can talk with Lao Zhang at the end,

I can talk with him at the end,

I can ask Lao Zhang if there is anything I can't put down,

I can ask him if he has the habit of digging holes everywhere or hiding his bankbook under the sofa. I can help him find it and give it to his son or ex-wife.

Birth, old age and death,

Yin Yang rotation,

even if you become a ghost, you still can't resist this trend, and you can't really change it.

Boss Zhou hasn't been so powerless for a long time. The last time he had this feeling, it was many years ago. At that time, he just started his career, had ideals, dreams, and simple desires.

But after failing to rescue the patient again and again, seeing the patient's final death,

that kind of weakness, that kind of pallor, that kind of sense of failure and decadence,

is the most painful.

But later, I got used to it.

Zhou Ze smiled and thought that he could change something after he became a ghost, but he just experienced the emotion he didn't want to face again.

This feeling,

is really bad.

But it should be opened, whether you like it or not, you have to open it.

"You're in pain, aren't you?"

Lao Zhang in the guardianship room should also be very painful.

Death,

may be a relief for him.

Just as Zhou Ze wanted to save the old man who had already finished his yangshou life before, the other side might just ask for a good time.

Large area burns lie there, even if comatose, even if injected with anesthesia, but the pain is inevitable,

ordinary people have to ache for two nights to cut an appendix, not to mention the current situation.

At this moment,

Zhou Ze wants to open up instead,

wait for Lao Zhang to die, wait for him to get rid of the pain,

while his soul is not going to hell,

smoke another cigarette with him,

blow a cow again,

as if,

is also very comfortable.

As if,

the shadow and depression of death have also dissipated a lot at this moment, which is not so unacceptable.

Outside, there was a rush of footsteps.

It should be Lao Zhang's subordinates or people from the bureau who have come to see him.

since Lao Zhang was sent to the rescue room yesterday afternoon, there has been an endless stream of people coming to see him. Many people came immediately after the end of their duty, so that they could just accompany Lao Zhang outside the ward.

It's reasonable to say that with the character of the goods, the popularity should not be so good.

Maybe it's also because he's going to die. It doesn't matter that people have complained before. What's left is admiration for his personal character and integrity.

This time, however, he seems a little young.

He was wearing jeans and blue short sleeves. After running over, he was facing the window and yelled at the old Zhang in the intensive care room:

"Dad! Dad! Dad!!! "

Zhou Ze had some accidents,

looked up at him,

saw that he had the impulse to forcibly open the intensive care unit to enter,

boss Zhou immediately stood up and put his hand on the other side's shoulder:

"don't be impulsive."

The other side's body trembled and took a deep breath, but the tears in his eyes had already dripped out uncontrollably. Finally, he leaned back against the wall and slowly sat down, hugged his head and cried.

Boss Zhou stood beside him, watching the young man venting his emotions.For a long time,

the young man looked up at Zhou Ze:

"how is my father, doctor?"

Before he came, he should have received a notice. On the way back, he should have called himself to inquire about it. There is no need to conceal or conceal such things. The family has the right to know the truth.

Therefore, the reason why he asked Zhou Ze now is nothing more than to seek some psychological consolation.

Not many people have the courage to face the bleak reality, most people, or need to coax, no one coax their own words, coax themselves.

Unfortunately,

he asked the wrong person.

"Oh, I'm dying."

“…………” young people.

As you can imagine,

if not Lao Zhang's son, who is also a police school student, inherits some of Lao Zhang's good qualities,

for others,

Zhou Ze must be beaten now.

"I tried my best, but I couldn't help it. He had too much burn area and had a bad postoperative reaction." Zhou Ze continued, "it's eight o'clock in the morning. It's almost the end of tonight. It's a miracle to live through tonight."

"I don't believe it. I don't think my father will die." The young man gnawed his teeth.

"Well."

Zhou Ze reached out and patted the young man's head to soothe his remaining stubbornness.

He and Lao Zhang talk about friendship in brotherhood. Naturally, this young man is Zhou Ze's nephew.

"And your mother?" Zhou Ze asked.

The hospital's critical notice has been issued for a long time, and President Lin and the police have also made the notice.

"She lives abroad. She called me. She can't come back for the time being." The young man replied, "according to the doctor, it's too late for her to come back."

Naked Officer?

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, and secretly said to Lao Zhang that he had to speak well to his dead soul. As a people's police cadre, he even asked his ex-wife to go to the United States emperor, who is immortal in my heart. It seems that family ideological work is not good.

"What's more, my mother's current husband seems to be in hospital, and she can't come back."

The young man slowly stood up. He looked at the cigarette end under the ground first, then felt out the cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze took the cigarette,

nodded,

so this is not a naked official, is it?

After all, I'm married.

Fortunately, the young people don't know what Zhou Ze is thinking. Otherwise, no matter how good his quality is, he can't stop his impulse to hit people.

To be honest, Lao Zhang is also very pitiful. His family's hard work is to catch up with Zhou Ze's faxiaolao Wang,

but still can't match Lao Wang's height.

Zhou Ze always felt that if Wang Ke wanted to, he could write a book with his own experience, which would definitely be more popular than those so-called bitter novels.

At that time, I will set up a column for his book in the bookstore, focusing on this.

"I never thought my father was a good father." Said the young man.

"Well." Zhou zeshen thought so.

"But he's a good cop."

"Well." Zhou Ze still thinks so.

"Now, he's dying." The young man sighed, "up to now, I have an illusion that he will survive, just like every time he went out on a mission to catch the fugitive, my mother and I were worried at home, but he would return home the next day."

"There is good news for you." Zhou Ze said.

"What's the good news?"

"The gangster, who didn't survive last night, is dead."

"Thank you." Said the young man.

He didn't think about revenge now, he just thought about his father's safety.

Zhou Ze was a little uncomfortable, because when the man died, he was busy doing surgery for Zhang Yanfeng. When he went back, his soul had gone to hell and could not be found.

If he was at the scene at that time, he would never die simply. When he was alive, Zhou Ze could not move him, but after his death, he was under Zhou Ze's control.

No matter how much grievance and misfortune are suffered in society and life, people who impose anger and injury on children are not worthy of sympathy at all.

At this time, there was another sound outside.

Looking back, it was a group of children with their parents standing behind them.

Each of the children is holding a bunch of flowers in their hands, and some of them are carrying their own folded paper cranes and airplanes. They come together quietly. As for the adults, they stay where they are.

These are the children Zhang Yanfeng rescued from the gangsters.

Children may not know how to be grateful. After all, they are still in kindergarten. They probably don't know what the big reason is. Even most of them may not remember what happened yesterday because of their fright.But their parents remember that they organized everyone to come together in the wechat group of their parents. No matter how busy they were, they all asked for leave to come with their children.

When these children grow up, their parents will tell him about it. In the future, these children will believe that there are good police in the world, because their life is saved by a police uncle.

The young man looked at this scene, watched the children put the flowers and the thousand paper cranes neatly outside the guardianship room. He cried again, buried his head deeply, and choked heavily.

Zhou Ze subconsciously pulls out another cigarette, but looks at the children around him and takes it back.

There are two brave children lying in the window and looking in. They see Zhang Yanfeng lying in the window. One of them is startled and retreats continuously. The other cries directly.

In fact,

is too scary!

"Poof!"

Zhou Ze laughed.

While smiling, Zhou Ze hugged the young man's shoulder and pointed to the crying child to show him.

The young man raised his head,

cried, looked at the child and laughed,

smiled,

tears