Chapter 1112

"Xiaoyue, go outside and calm the family members of the patient."

"Yes, director."

"Appeased?"

"No, director, there are no family members outside the operating room."

"The patient's family hasn't been informed yet?"

"It should have been notified, but..."

"Well, hurry up the blood bank."

"Good."

Many times, the rescue process is more like a marathon race, competing for the endurance of both sides.

Human body is really a very fragile thing, no one can be more clear than doctors, it seems that all kinds of literature and art works give too many super level meanings and symbols of "human", how tender it is.

And the profession of doctor needs not only praise from the outside world, but also self encouragement and touching from time to time, otherwise it is really hard to support.

If the patient is still insisting, you can't give up. When you have done what you should do, the rest is often a kind of company between athletes and trainers.

Between each other, is a kind of torture.

If you can run past the finish line at last, you will be happy;

but in fact, most of the time, you can't see the shadow of the finish line.

After failing the same thing too many times, we have to continue to fully participate in the next "failure" with great probability. This is not torture, what is it?

Director Wang beckoned the nurses around him to wipe their sweat. To be honest, his eyes were already a little dizzy.

This is not the reason for getting old. There are two kinds of men in the world. One is a man who will never accept the old, the other is a man who says he is old but only talks about it.

Especially for director Wang, in response to the call of the state, his wife has successfully conceived a second child.

Even director Wang doesn't know what kind of strength is supporting the patient, but he has at least one principle in mind;

as a doctor, you can choose to give up when you work, but the premise of giving up is that you must give up first under the premise of the patient himself and his family members, so you can choose to give up.

This rule seems to be a little hard to understand and cold, but it's already a valuable residual temperature.

The young man with mask came to the door of the operation room wearing the sick clothes and pushed open the door of the operation room.

The doctors and nurses in it are still working as if no one has seen him.

The young man came to the operating table and looked at the busy scene.

Most of his expressions have always been used to hiding behind masks and masks, but his eyes have always been unshakable.

This kind of peace is not the peace of the bridge and the water, but the indifference of the vast land.

"In fact, you don't have to stick with it all the time."

The mask youth spoke.

Although, the one on the operating table, at this moment, has not been able to respond.

But ECG and indicators of various instruments can be clearly seen, he is still "alive" for himself, spare no effort.

Even if

this kind of living,

is only unilateral suffering of ordinary people.

"People's eyes are always short, superficial and one-sided..."

"Just like in daily life, when the skin of hands and feet is scratched, they will recover after a while;

when they have a cold, they will take a few days off, take some medicine, and they will recover after a while;

because of this, people tend to anesthetize themselves and feel that everything can recover.

this,

is human perception."

"But it's fake. There's no real recovery in the world."

The young man looked down at the wounded man in the hospital bed.

When you become human,

your suffering, your perception,

will be the same as human beings.

This man, just like when the accident happened, was carrying the baffle that prevented the runaway truck from continuing to slide.

He didn't dare to give up because his master didn't give the order to end the game.

He is fighting for time for his master, and for this reason, he is suffering from terrible torture and suffering;

even if his master is just standing behind him,

does something that seems to have little significance,

for example,

to see the scenery and think about life.

"You said that from the first day I played chess with him, you noticed something was wrong."

"Actually, I found out when you got off the bus and rescued them from the accident."

"You said, a thousand years ago, I took you out of the Buddha kingdom for the first time, to hell, to see him, he came to you, you were afraid.""In fact, I was afraid that time."

"You say, for thousands of years, there have been rumors in hell that he lost his ancestral inheritance in the name of a loser."

"In fact, I was once confused and thought that it really seemed like this."

The mask youth slowly closed his eyes, and

around him,

began to ripple light and peaceful Sanskrit.

In the operating room, the medical staff who are working hard to rescue feel their inner peace inexplicably, as if the previous anxiety and fatigue were swept away in an instant.

The soul is comforted and the mood is relieved;

"here I am, I find him. It seems that this is a cat and mouse game.

But in fact,

it's hard to say who is the prey and who is the hunter.

Whether it's my cat and mouse or my dog jumping off the wall, I think the latter is more appropriate. "

"The car accident that day was his invitation. He meant that he could play a game;

I took it."

"Just like thousands of years ago, when I said that I wanted to discuss Buddhism with him, he also readily agreed."

"A thousand years ago, I dug a hole for him;

a thousand years later, he dug a hole for me;

the cause and effect is over.

The reason why this game lasts till now is that I still have some hesitation;

why is this game so simple?

Just like a month before the imperial examination, I was presented with the examination questions.

I'm old. Although I'm not old enough to reach the level of "immortal", I have to say that I'm really old.

At that time, I dare to say that hell is not empty and vows not to become a Buddha;

now,

thousands of years later,

I have personally polished away the so-called edges and corners.

Sometimes, in retrospect,

the edges and corners that I have polished for Buddha nature,

Yes or no,

those edges and corners are my true Buddha nature? "

"These days, I'm hesitating, I'm hesitating, I'm thinking;

seeking Buddha, seeking a relief, seeking a home, seeking a peace, but in the final analysis, seeking is an answer.

Standing in front of Buddha,

you can talk to Buddha,

Buddha can answer your questions and solve your doubts;

this is Buddha.

However, the Buddha's answer does not come from the Buddha.

The ancient wall of qingdeng and the altar of putuan are where you ask the Buddha. The Buddha is in your heart.

Buddha,

is a medium,

the answer you get from Buddha is actually the answer your heart gives you.

This is the Buddha in my heart.

it's better to worship yourself than to worship yourself.

In that year,

I just realized this point and left the Buddhist world.

For them, because they need to be high above, so the Buddha must be high above;

for me, the Buddha is white paper, which makes people step on it, this is the Buddha, this is the real Height.

Higher than people is a house;

higher than a house is a hill;

higher than a hill is a mountain;

higher than a hill is a cloud;

higher than a cloud is a sky.

In this world, a mountain is higher than a mountain. You can always find something higher than what you see in front of you;

however,

What's the meaning of those for you?

For myself,

mountains, clouds and the sky are all far away things.

The real highest,

is your own head. "

"This game is wonderful, but it has lost its obsession. In the end, it will only be boring.

Maybe, what he really wants is to let myself go in doubt.

Maybe, he wanted me to put all my eggs in one basket.

I beg for Buddha. The table is empty. I want to invite the immortals to come down. I can't satisfy myself. I want to see what the real immortals are like.

But he went to that place earlier than I did, and begged to come and go, and became a scapegoat for him.

I don't know him very well, otherwise, I can't realize the mystery of this millennium until the sword is almost touching my neck.

He knows me well, even better than myself. "

The young man stood up and walked slowly to the door of the operating room.

"I've been hesitating for too long, and I've been lost for too long.""Occasionally, when I was in a daze, I dreamt back to the ancient times;

the great powers of the ancient times, laughing and swearing, were prone to collapse;

in this kind of reality and illusion,

I once approached them,

they asked me where

came from;

I replied:

from bliss;

they asked me,

why I came here;

I replied:

to come here to seek Buddha.

They laughed,

they said with a smile,

when they were born, there was no Buddha in the world. "

"Di......"

On the electrocardiogram, it became a cold straight line.

Director Wang bit his lips and raised his head. Is it relief, regret or bitterness?

He didn't know, but he felt empty.

All the people in the operating room were silent at this time.

They are mourning the departure of a life, but they do not know that it is a kind of relief, a kind of new life, a kind of Come back.

At the door of the operating room,

the young man with the mask stretched out his hand, and

pushed the door open;

at the door,

a young man in black robe stood in a bow,

with a smile on his face,

seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

When the young man walked out of the operating room, the bandages on his body began to dissipate, the scars on his body began to recover, a simple cassock appeared on his body, a golden mask replaced the mask and continued to cover his face, his voice was still calm, still clear, still without any smoke and fire Waves:

"since you said that when you were born, there was no Buddha in the world;

so, I come here to worship Buddha for you."