【Discharged, go home!】

The exclamation mark was very eye-catching. Zheng Ren saw it and was not relieved. Instead, his heart suddenly jumped, and then some indescribable emotions lingered in his heart.

According to my own judgment, the little boy should have only been around 3 months old.

But what Zheng Ren always said was that his condition had improved and he was looking forward to going back to school, which was exactly what Zheng Ren thought was abnormal.

He looked at the words from 12 minutes ago, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart.

After a little hesitation, Zheng Ren began to click on the mobile phone screen a few times, opened the chat interface, and entered a line of words.

【How are you doing]

There are four simple words, not even punctuation marks. Zheng Ren's finger stopped on the sending key and did not press it for a long time.

"Boss Zheng, why didn't you read a book today?" Lin Yuan asked.

Zheng Ren raised his head and smiled at Lin Yuan, "I'm chatting with a child."

"Little patient? You met it in Haicheng."

Zheng Ren did not explain in detail to Lin Yuan. He had a used smile on his face. It seemed that the whole world would become more docile and kind when he did this.

There was nothing to hesitate, Zheng Ren's eyes returned to his phone and pressed the send button.

Looking at the four words I sent out, Zheng Ren quietly waited.

As for what he was waiting for, Zheng Ren didn't know.

Maybe it's news,

Maybe it's a reply,

Maybe there are many,

But the most likely thing is that you can't wait for any answer.

"Boss Zheng, the Nobel Prize will be reviewed in a few days and it will be announced. Are you nervous?" Lin Yuan chatted with Zheng Ren while writing his medical records.

Gao Shaojie paused for a moment, and he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to Boss Zheng's answer.

Based on various signs, Gao Shaojie believes that the 55-5 opening mentioned by Su Yun this time is not an unsuccessful task. But as the days approach, he became a little nervous, but Boss Zheng was young and mature, but he could not see any change.

He was as calm as a mountain, and he only had normal medical treatment and live surgery every day, and his mood never seemed to fluctuate.

Although he had questions in his heart, Gao Shaojie didn't dare to ask. He quietly waited for Zheng Ren's answer, wanting to find some answers from his words.

But Zheng Ren said nothing, his phone vibrated and his eyebrows tightened.

【Who are you?】

A reply appeared in front of Zheng Ren.

[I am a doctor from 912. We met it at the door of the B-ultrasound room half a year ago. Do you still remember me?]

【Where are you, can I meet you?】

【Interventional Department, Doctor's Office.】

After Zheng Ren replied, the chat interface of his mobile phone became quiet. The little boy opposite him stopped talking. In fact, Zheng Ren had a premonition that the person opposite the mobile phone should not be the little boy himself.

The tone of speaking was not the same as the child Zheng Ren remembered.

Thinking of countless possibilities in my mind, Zheng Ren stood up and walked to the door of the doctor's office.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the gate of the ward. There were people coming and going, and Zheng Ren hoped that he could see the little boy appear.

Even if the system panel is bloody, or even if the system panel is pale and bloodless, as long as it is still alive.

As a doctor, I am used to life and death, but I cannot be torn apart by the huge force between life and death. It is difficult and too difficult to do this.

Even Zheng Ren, who has a system, cannot do it.

Su Yun always laughed at him as an ostrich. Zheng Ren felt that he was not an ostrich, but a wounded wild wolf. When it was late at night, licking the scars on his soul in the system space alone, and don’t affect his work the next day.

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

Some people escape, some people face it, no matter how you choose, it will be good.

While thinking about it, a hoarse voice asked: "Doctor, are you talking on QQ just now?"

Sure enough... Zheng Ren's heart sank.

There was a middle-aged woman standing beside her. She was not as charming as Zheng Ren remembered in her thirties.

The woman's hair was messy, and a few strands of hair were randomly pressed against her cheeks, with a little grayish-white color. The sunlight fell from Zheng Ren's back on the woman's face, and the grayish-white in the mottled light and darkness could not be dispelled.

In just half a year, why did it become like this? In fact, Zheng Ren knew the answer for a long time, but he was unwilling to think about it.

Nodded, Zheng Ren's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

The woman looked at Zheng Ren and met her. She habitually wanted to smile to express her respect for the doctor and her gratitude to those who have always missed her children.

But the smile did not appear at all. The corners of her mouth twitched twice, and there was a grey look in her eyes, without any spirit.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, the woman used her hands to move her hair into her ears.

Her hair was gray and her eyes were gray. She was gray and she was very out of place with the afternoon sun.

"Thank you." The woman bowed deeply, her movements slowly and stiffly.

"Don't be polite, please come in." Zheng Ren said softly.

"No," said the woman, "I have to go through the discharge procedures."

"Child..." Zheng Ren asked softly.

"It's no longer cured." The woman's tone was a little weird. Zheng Ren was confused, three points unwilling, two points felt relieved, and one point was calm.

Zheng Ren didn't know if he was too much in his inner thoughts or why, but he could hear such a complicated emotion in an instant.

He didn't say anything, just quietly watched the woman who had grown older for half a year. Her life had changed from color to grayish white. What she had experienced in the middle was that she could not empathize with.

"The child is too painful." The woman said lightly: "He is very strong. I know he wants to accompany me. There is no need. We are going to spend the rest of our time watching the sunshine and grass, and chat quietly."

What she said was very scattered, like sand in an hourglass fell to the ground, and she couldn't pick it up at all.

But Zheng Ren understood what she meant, this was the last time she could be together, and she didn't want to waste it in endless painful treatment.

When he was in Haicheng First Hospital, Zheng Ren had seen many patients who gave up rescue. Sometimes he even had to persuade the patient's family to say that this diagnosis and treatment were a bottomless pit, and he could not fill it up at all, so he had to do what he could.

In the end, it is highly likely that both people and money will be lost. If others don’t keep it, they will not be able to live at home.

But looking at the woman in front of him, Zheng Ren couldn't say a word.

"My tears have dried up, but there is really no way now." The woman whispered: "I came to see you because I want to see everyone who has communicated with him and to keep every memory."
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