I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 49 The Death of Yangyang

That night.

Jing Xiaoran rented a bed and stayed with Xiaoxiao in the ward, while Father Jing went back to the hotel.

At two o'clock in the morning, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the ward.

Jing Xiaoran opened his eyes, he turned his head to look at the bed No. 62 next to him, and there was nothing there.

The daily necessities that were still placed in the afternoon were emptied.

"boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"boom!"

The sound of tables, chairs and benches being smashed came to my ears.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of crying and scolding.

"Brother..." Xiaoxiao was startled awake, she sat up, "What happened outside, why is it so noisy?"

"It's okay, Xiaoxiao, don't come out, I'll go out and have a look."

Jing Xiaoran turned on the room light, walked out of the ward, and looked around.

A group of people surrounded the nurse's station.

There were men and women in the group, old and young, and everyone was angry at the doctors and nurses at the nurse's station.

Some people yelled and cursed, and some beat the countertop of the nurse's station with tables and chairs in their hands.

Jing Xiaoran saw Meng Kexin, she had long fluffy hair and couldn't see her face clearly, kneeling in front of a stretcher at the nurse's station.

There is a long object covered by a white cloth on the stretcher. Judging from the outline of the object, it looks like a...

Jing Xiaoran's complexion was pale, his mind was shaken, and he was unable to speak for a long time.

After a while, Jing Xiaoran returned to the ward with disbelieving eyes.

"Brother, what's going on outside?" Xiaoxiao was already sitting on the edge of the bed, with a pair of small legs swinging in mid-air.

Jing Xiaoran walked back to his bed, with a forced smile on his face, "It's okay, Xiaoxiao, let's sleep."

Xiaoxiao tilted her head, staring suspiciously at Jing Xiaoran's face, "Brother, are you lying to me?"

"What's wrong?" Jing Xiaoran touched his face.

"Brother, your face is a little pale."

"Really?" Jing Xiaoran took a deep breath and smiled, "Maybe it's cold outside, let's go to sleep."

"Yeah." Xiaoxiao lay down obediently and closed her eyes.

The cries in the corridor continued one after another, even through the door of the ward, they still clearly reached Jing Xiaoran's ears.

He couldn't fall asleep, and the scene of seeing the stretcher kept replaying in his mind.

"elder brother……"

Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly sounded in the dark ward.

"Xiaoxiao, why haven't you slept yet?"

"Brother, can I ask you a question?" Xiaoxiao continued.

"go ahead."

"Yangyang... what happened to him?"

Xiaoxiao's voice was very low, but Jing Xiaoran could still hear it clearly.

Jing Xiaoran was speechless, he didn't know how to answer this question.

Before he could answer, Xiaoxiao's immature voice came out again, "Did Yang Yang fall asleep downstairs?"

"Perhaps..." Jing Xiaoran closed his eyes.

"Brother, do you know?"

Xiaoxiao spoke to herself.

"Yangyang told me that his father didn't like him very much since he was a child, and only liked the other brother in the family."

In the dark room, only Xiaoxiao's delicate voice echoed around.

"The toys his mother bought for him will be snatched by his brother, and he dare not tell his mother."

"Yangyang said that he wanted to treat me to lots and lots of chocolates. I also agreed to Yangyang, and I will treat him to a cone when he is discharged from the hospital."

Xiaoxiao also talked a lot, about how she got along with Yangyang these days.

"Yangyang said he wanted me to be his sister..."

Jing Xiaoran couldn't listen anymore, he buried his head in the pillow, the tears in his eyes could not hold back, and dripped down the corners of his eyes onto the pillow.

The sound in the corridor of the ward gradually decreased until finally it fell into silence again.

The sky slowly turned white, and Xiaoxiao finally fell asleep.

Jing Xiaoran stood up and walked to bed 62, where there used to be a boy who was as cute as Xiaoxiao.

He remembered the first time he saw Yangyang, he poked his head out from the crack of the door and called him a cute nurse brother.

Yangyang is even more unfortunate than Xiaoxiao, at least Xiaoxiao still has him and parents who love him.

And Meng Kexin, such a beautiful woman.

He kept his elegance all the time, but knelt on the ground regardless of his image.

Her gentleness and generosity also collapsed at that moment.

……

Eight in the morning.

Father Jing brought two breakfasts, and Xiaoxiao was still sleeping.

"Xiao Ran, what's wrong with the nurse's station?" Father Jing said, "I think the atmosphere in the whole ward is not quite right."

Jing Xiaoran shook his head: "Dad, I don't know too well, it might be related to Sister Kexin's family."

"Yangyang, he..."

Jing Xiaoran glanced at Xiaoxiao, saw that she was still fast asleep, and said, "Something happened to Yang Yang."

Father Jing understood, so he didn't say anything more.

Li Qiuyu's ward rounds today were later than before. It was almost ten o'clock before he came to Ward 6.

Xiaoxiao has already woken up, leaning on the hospital bed.

With a smile on her face, she held a bowl of porridge bought by Father Jing in her hand.

"Xiaoxiao, how do you feel today?" Li Qiuyu looked haggard, but still smiled.

"Except for some pain here, everything else is fine." Xiaoxiao pointed to the incision in her armpit.

"Well, the pain will be gone in two days." Li Qiuyu smiled, "Does it feel easier to breathe?"

Xiaoxiao tilted her head, as if she was thinking.

"This... seems to be smoother."

"That's good."

Li Qiuyu inadvertently glanced at the bed 62 beside him, Jing Xiaoran seemed to be able to see the grief in his eyes.

"Take a good rest and find me in the office if you have something to do. I don't have surgery today." Li Qiuyu said.

After Li Qiuyu finished speaking, she left the ward, followed by Jing Xiaoran.

"Doctor Li, Yangyang... is he gone?" Jing Xiaoran asked.

Li Qiuyu turned around and nodded: "I suffered a cardiac arrest in the ICU in the middle of the night last night, and I couldn't be rescued."

"Hey……"

Although Jing Xiaoran knew the result, he still felt uncomfortable when he heard Li Qiuyu say it himself.

"Their family members came to Koli to make a fuss last night, were you not injured?" Li Qiuyu asked.

"I came out to take a look and then went back." Jing Xiaoran saw that Li Qiuyu's expression was not right, "Could someone be injured?"

"There is a pregnant nurse..." Li Qiuyu smiled miserably, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, it's useless to talk about such things."

Jing Xiaoran felt a sense of sadness in his heart, a pregnant nurse?

When Li Qiuyu returned to the office, Jing Xiaoran came to the nurse's station unknowingly.

The stretcher was placed here last night, and Meng Kexin was kneeling here.

"Hi, may I ask if there is something wrong?"

Gong Xinlan sat at the nurse's station as usual, but the smile on her face was gone, and there seemed to be a bruise on her forehead.

No matter how low she put the nurse's cap on, it couldn't cover it.

Jing Xiaoran looked into her eyes, and suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"Sorry……"

At this moment, Jing Xiaoran is the family member of the patient, and even a fellow doctor and nurse who can empathize with her.

Gong Xinlan was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly became sore, she lowered her head, and the bangs on her forehead were casually scattered.

No one can empathize with others.

Her colleague, and her best friend, was three months pregnant and had a miscarriage last night.

Gong Xinlan raised her head again, not wanting to let her tears fall.

(End of this chapter)