Oncology Physician Life

Chapter 83 Chapter 82
The amount of life is calculated by time, while the value of life is measured by contribution.

Finally, under the persuasion of grandson Qiuqiu, Grandma Ke's sons finally agreed to donate the corneas of Grandma Ke. This is a part of Grandma Ke's life, which will continue in this world and is another kind of transcendence to life. .

"In many European and American countries, the government uses various methods to encourage people to sign organ donation agreements. In Spain, all citizens are considered organ donors unless they express their opposition to organ donation before their death."

After Jiang Li and Deputy Director Li Anran parted ways, when he passed by the ward, he happened to see Lu Jiajia taking care of Zhou Tian inside.Zhou Xia lost half of his body, and his genitals were swollen badly. Every day, he needed someone to help him turn over, clean his body, and keep his body dry, otherwise he would be prone to bed sores.

However, Zhou Tian has no relatives, his parents passed away early, and he has almost no relatives. His savings for several years have been used for treatment expenses, and he cannot afford to hire a nurse. In addition, Zhou Tian’s condition worsens, and he often suffers from incontinence. If not treated in time, it can cause urinary tract infection.

These days, Lu Jiajia often came to comfort him, encourage him, and take care of Zhou Tian with the male nurse in the ward.Jiang Li was very impressed with this sunny boy who would smile at everyone, but Li Anran, the deputy director of the oncology department, said that Zhou Tian's condition is not optimistic, and there may not be much time left.

The department arranged hospice staff for Zhou Tian, ​​and asked him if he had any wishes that had not been fulfilled. Zhou Tian's answer surprised everyone.

His last wish is that he hopes to donate his body to a medical laboratory for an autopsy of this disease, hoping that he will be the last person to die of this disease.

Zhou Tian signed the body donation and organ donation. After his death, his cornea will bring new light to two people of the same age, and his kidney will bring an old man back to life.

Jiang Li glanced at the warm ward, turned around and walked towards the corridor. The oncology department at night was very deserted, and there was no picture of a sea of ​​people in the outpatient building.

In front of the nurse's desk, the little nurse on duty leaned on her arms and was drowsy. Jiang Li didn't disturb her, and walked towards the office lightly. Passing by the door of the changing room, he happened to see Ji in short-sleeved green surgical gown. Han, sitting on the bench with his head tilted to the wall, seemed to be asleep.

Jiang Li walked over, and with the help of the light in the room, he saw that the sterile gown on his body hadn't been changed in time, and he was stretched out on the chair with his eyes closed, and he could clearly hear the sound of heavy breathing.

She glanced at the surgery schedule on the wall in the room.

After leaving Wei Ran's mother's house, Ji Han was supposed to go home to rest, but it seemed that a patient suddenly had an emergency and an emergency operation was performed.

Jiang Li noticed that he was still pinching the pair of gold-rimmed glasses in his hand, precariously on his long fingers.

She squatted down, gently opened his fingers, grabbed the glasses that were about to fall, put them aside, pulled the white coat from the chair, and carefully put it on his body.

As soon as she walked out of the changing room, before she had time to enter the office, an urgent OA notice popped up at the nurse's desk not far away.

Holding a long electrocardiogram in her hand, Yang Xiaolan ran towards her in a panic, panting heavily, and said anxiously: "Mr. Jiang, Pengpeng's condition has deteriorated, and liver organs have failed, which has caused ventricular fibrillation and heart failure. The T-segments of the radio leads are all elevated!"

Jiang Li grabbed the electrocardiogram and liver function test sheet in Yang Xiaolan's hand, glanced at them, and hurriedly rushed towards the ICU ward.

"Is there still no news from the donor transplant bank?" Jiang Li asked.

"There is still no liver donor suitable for Pengpeng's transplantation, I'm afraid..."

Yang Xiaolan closed her mouth halfway through her words.

When Jiang Li rushed to the ICU, the doctor on duty was there to rescue him. The eight-year-old Pengpeng's face was pale and his vital signs were on the verge of collapse.

Pengpeng's father grabbed Jiang Li's hand, and the man in his 30s knelt on the cold ground, begging Jiang Li to save his child.

Jiang Li looked around and asked, "Where's the child's mother?"

Yang Xiaolan hurriedly replied: "I just followed the nurse for the MELD examination, and the mother's liver is the only hope at present. As long as the MELD liver transplantation indicators are up to standard and the fatty changes meet the transplantation standards, surgery can be performed at any time. This is Pengpeng's last. a ray of life."

Jiang Li glanced at the child wearing the oxygen mask, and fell silent.

Liver replacement is Pengpeng's only hope for survival. Now she only hopes that the child can persevere as much as possible, but his vital signs have seriously declined, and the child's mother's liver fatty change index may not be able to pass.

"Although Pengpeng's mother has insisted on running violently by the Huangpu River every day for the past month, there is not much hope for her liver indicators to meet the transplantation standards."

Jiang Li stood in the corridor, looking at the dark sky outside the window, muttering to himself: "Now we can only pin our hope to God."

The nurse came back from the hepatobiliary surgery department: "Professor Zhang from the hepatobiliary surgery department went to another place for a meeting and couldn't come back at all. Do you want to inform other doctors who are good at liver transplantation to come back and prepare?"

"It's too late!" Jiang Li frowned, "We don't have so much time, we have to perform two surgeries at the same time, one side is for liver removal and cancer cell clearance surgery, and the other side is to follow the original transplantation plan to transplant the child. 40% of the mother's liver was cut and used for surgical transplantation."

She anxiously looked in the direction of the examination department, waiting for the latest examination results of the child's mother, and at the same time asked Yang Xiaolan to inform the operating room that she was ready for surgery at any time.

But now it is 11 o'clock in the evening, and there are still 9 hours to go to work the next day. It is still somewhat difficult to make up two operating room staff in the middle of the night.

While Jiang Li was pacing back and forth, there was suddenly the sound of hurried running in the corridor.

The nurse hurried over anxiously with Pengpeng's mother, held the latest MELD liver transplant index data in her hand, handed it to her, and said regretfully: "Mr. The liver transplant indicators of the child's mother can reach the standard, but now..."

Pengpeng's mother suddenly slapped herself hard, collapsed on the ground and pulled her hair in pain: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I work harder, I might pass..."

The nurse hurriedly comforted her: "It's not your fault, you've worked very hard, you're a good mother, and we've all seen it this month."

Jiang Li stared at the test data in his hand. Although the degree of fatty change has dropped a lot from the initial level, for a liver transplant operation, such a liver is indeed not up to the standard for transplantation, but now Pengpeng can't last much longer. Long.

The attending doctor who rushed back from the hepatobiliary surgery saw the mother’s liver and shook his head: “The mother’s liver is not up to the standard for transplantation, and the fatty degeneration of the liver is still high under the biopsy microscope. The most perfect one-third of the donors were taken out on the Internet, and the requirements for the donor removal operation are very high. I have no way to guarantee that the donor will be transplanted, and there will be no postoperative infection, and it will also affect the life of the mother in the future. It will have a great impact, even more than doubling the death rate of donors than usual!"

As soon as the words fell, Pengpeng's mother knelt down to the two, begging bitterly: "Doctor, doctor, please save my child, I am not afraid of death, I am not afraid of death, just use my life to save me Son's life!"

Jiang Li is now a little hesitant. The fatty liver of the child's mother cannot meet the transplant standard, but Pengpeng's life is imminent. The liver has failed due to the erosion of cancer cells. Sometimes there are qualified donors, but they cannot be rescued.

Under the current situation, she needs a doctor with excellent surgical skills to cooperate with her. When she removes Pengpeng's liver, the other party will simultaneously perform the donor operation to ensure that the donor is minimally affected by fatty changes and can be perfectly The vein is preserved to reduce the degree of harm to the donor.

But where should she find such a person now?

Just when Jiang Li was embarrassed, she suddenly thought of someone, and she only had time to say the words "emergency transplant operation" before running towards the other end of the corridor.

One o'clock in the morning.

Outside the transplant operating room of the oncology surgery center, there was a tense atmosphere.

The white incandescent lights shone on the silent corridor, and the sound of chaotic footsteps completely broke the tranquility of the hospital in the middle of the night.

The OA notice popped up an urgent surgery notice, and all the lights were turned on in the dark resident doctor's lounge, followed by the sound of getting out of bed and footsteps in a hurry.

Tan Tan put on his white coat in a panic, glanced at the notification of the transplant operation sent by his mobile phone, and hurriedly ran upstairs to the operation center, and in other rooms, several inpatients from the oncology department also ran out.

After a while, in the quiet corridor, countless white figures gathered from all directions, condensing into a wave of white in the corridor leading to the surgery center.

Jiang Li walked out of the operation preparation room alone. She had already put on a surgical gown, and raised her arms with her arms exposed, looking at the staff from various departments who were continuously gathering.

Without looking back, she strode towards the operation center in stride, and at the same time asked loudly, "Is the anesthesiologist from the anesthesiology department here?"

In the crowd behind her, a female anesthesiologist in 91 tied her hair with a headband and responded loudly: "The anesthetists are all here."

Jiang Li continued to ask: "The donor and the child are given general anesthesia, and the child is given cardioplegia at the same time! Are the roving nurses and handwashing nurses here?"

Tan Tan hurriedly said: "All are gathered together, and they have already entered the operating room for preparation."

Before the transplant operating room in the surgery center.

Jiang Li stopped in his tracks, asked the second assistant, the third assistant anesthetist, and others to prepare for the operation before walking into the second changing room.

As soon as he came in, in front of the stainless steel sink, a tall and thin figure in sterile clothes was cleaning his nails with a nail brush. Under the green surgical cap and green mask, only a pair of deep eyes were exposed.

Jiang Li came to his side, tore open the cleaning bag and cleaned it, and said softly: "If the operation is successful this time, I owe you a huge favor!"

Ji Han didn't speak, but just cleaned his nails seriously.

Jiang Li knew how risky this transplant operation was. His mother's liver fatty change did not meet the fully qualified standard. The difficulty and risk of the operation increased exponentially. If any accident happened during the operation, whether it was himself or the donor Many surgeons are faced with an uncertain future and major medical malpractice responsibilities.

No one wants to take such a big risk, but Ji Han agreed after just looking at the liver film.

Jiang Li knew that Ji Han would not just watch the eight-year-old child die like this.

Both she and him are willing to gamble everything that belongs to the doctor for this eight-year-old life, and go for it!
Soon, the two walked out of the second changing room one after another. At the door of the operating room, the two glanced at each other, then one turned left and the other turned right, and walked into two different operating rooms.

In the temperature-controlled operating room, Jiang Li stood in front of the operating table, eight-year-old Pengpeng was intubated, lying quietly on the operating table, the shadowless lamp shone on the white floor tiles, and various instruments were prepared one by one.

The equipment nurse will place surgical tools such as electric knife, pointed scalpel, esophageal forceps, hemostat, staple remover, and tweezers on the stainless steel surgical tray.

Jiang Li raised his head, turned against the light, and looked at the slogan above the operating room.

There is no need for obituaries here, only struggle!

She took a deep breath, nodded to the equipment nurse, and began to give instructions: "Turn on the extracorporeal circulation machine and build an artificial channel."

The pump of the extracorporeal circulation machine starts to rotate, driving the blood from the patient's body to flow into the precision instrument, replacing the work of the patient's heart, and at the same time starting to drive the cardioplegia.

The waveform representing the beating of the heart rhythm on the heart monitoring instrument turned into a straight line the moment the myocardium stopped.

With a rubber gloved hand, Jiang Li took the high-frequency electric knife from the second assistant, and cut open the child's abdomen along the auxiliary line drawn in advance.

Yizhu immediately fixed the abdominal cavity with a tendon hook, and at the same time sucked blood with an aspirator.

Jiang Li took the sharp-tipped scalpel and cut open the omentum and mesentery all the way, finally exposing the liver to the surgical field.

Seeing that the grayish-white cancer cells had eroded the liver in a large area, Jiang Li touched Pengpeng's liver with his hands. Apart from cancerous ulcers, the liver had hardened to varying degrees and was severely blackened.

She raised her bloodstained hand.

"Electric knife."

The second assistant immediately handed over the electric knife, and Jiang Li began to cut off the connection between the liver and the human body.

Blood immediately splashed from the patient's abdominal cavity.

The first assistant and the second assistant started to stop the bleeding with a lot of gauze and hemostats.

At the same time, in another operating room separated by a wall, Ji Han stared fixedly at the child's mother's abdominal cavity, not daring to deviate from the knife in his hand.

"Sweat!"

Hearing Ji Han's voice, the itinerant nurse immediately picked up the gauze and walked over.

Taking advantage of the gap, Ji Han turned his head slightly away from the operating table, and the roving nurse immediately wiped all the sweat off his forehead with gauze.

He turned his head and looked at the intact liver exposed in the surgical field, he could almost see that the steatosis of the liver was somewhat different from the normal liver.

He has to carefully remove one-third of the best part of the liver for transplantation, and must ensure that the veins on the liver are intact, and at the same time ensure that the remaining liver can well support the daily life of the donor. needed.

It can be said that he can't make a wrong cut, and one cut will doom the operation to fail.

The time in the two operating rooms passed silently.

Holding a pointed scalpel in Ji Han's hand, he made almost a slight cut to ensure that the veins on the liver were intact.On the other side, the circulating nurses had already prepared organ preservation boxes.

As Ji Han raised the knife and dropped the last piece of liver from the donor, Ji Han dared to heave a sigh of relief, and slowly took out a third of the liver from the donor's abdominal cavity with both hands, and handed it over to the itinerant nurse. , put into the storage box.

The itinerant nurse didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately ran out of the operating room with the safe, and broke into the operating room next door.

At this time, Jiang Li also happened to completely cut off Pengpeng's liver. In order to ensure that there was no residual cancer tissue around the liver, she had to clean the intestinal membrane around the liver together with the tissue.

She looked up at the donor that Ji Han had cut, and half of the stone in her heart fell to the ground.

On Ji Han's cut donor liver, part of the veins were perfectly preserved, thus avoiding the reconstruction of liver veins and saving precious time for her.

According to the condition of Pengpeng's abdominal cavity, Jiang Li began to repair the donor liver.

By the time the donor liver was trimmed, the back of Jiang Li's sterile surgical gown was completely soaked in sweat.

But she didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and had to perform anastomosis and suturing of blood vessels and bile ducts immediately.

Jiang Li placed a T-tube between the donor liver and the recipient's biliary tract, and performed an end-to-end anastomosis.

With the slow passage of time, a full 9 hours have passed since the operation began.

Jiang Li used tweezers to hold the curved needle, passed the last stitch through the bile duct, and pulled out a straight line of suture. The moment it was pulled out from the patient's abdominal cavity, the most important anastomosis was finally announced.

"CUT!"

At Jiang Li's order, the second assistant cut the sutures with scissors, and then carefully checked the abdominal cavity for leakage and bleeding.

The second assistant checked it three times, and after confirming that it was correct, he gave Jiang Li a look.

After that, a full 23 drainage tubes will be placed in the abdominal cavity, and abdominal bleeding, bile leakage, effusion, infection, etc. will be observed through the drainage tubes.

Jiang Li completed the important steps, and the rest of the operations were handed over to the first assistant.

"The drainage tube left in the abdominal cavity should not be too long or too short. Pay more attention to the poking hole of the lower abdominal wall drainage tube. It should not be too small to allow the drainage tube to pass freely, and it should not be too large to avoid abdominal hernia in the future! "

Jiang Li took off his rubber gloves and watched the first assistant place the drainage tube all the time. After everything was completed, the extracorporeal circulation was turned off and the heart resumed beating successfully, and the second assistant began to suture the abdomen with absorbable thread and silk thread.

Half an hour later, the door of the operating room was pushed open, and the nurse pushed the still unconscious Pengpeng into the ICU ward.

She turned around and walked out of the operating room tiredly, just in time to see Ji Han coming out of another operating room, the two exchanged a glance, Jiang Li was just about to speak, when Pengpeng's father and grandma blocked the way.

"Professor Jiang, my Pengpeng's surgery..."

"Don't worry, the operation went well."

The heart that Pengpeng's father had been hanging on for so many days finally fell to the ground, while Pengpeng's grandmother clutched her heart and leaned against the wall, the tears in her eyes could not help but fall.

Asking the nurse to send the family members away, Jiang Li looked at Ji Han who was opposite, walked over, and said thank you, but Ji Han gently pulled the wet hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears.

The two smiled at each other and walked towards the bathroom side by side.

And this scene happened to be seen by Gu Jun on the opposite side.

As soon as he got to work, he heard about Jiang Li's liver transplant operation overnight, so he specially bought breakfast for her, but when he arrived at the operating room, he bumped into the scene of Jiang Li and Ji Han.

He frowned, with a trace of loneliness in his eyes, glanced at the hot breakfast in his hand, and threw it into the trash can beside him.

On the other hand, because Lu Jiajia was on a shift yesterday, she was in a hurry, and finally clocked in at 7:[-], and she had to go to the outpatient clinic at [-]:[-], so she had to check the ward she was in charge of before.

When they rushed to the ward, only the nurse Li Xiaomei was sitting at the nurse's desk, and she didn't seem too excited.Lu Jiajia didn't think too much, and opened the door of the ward as usual. Some family members were already cooperating with nurses to change the patients' dressings. Lu Jiajia took the latest doctor's order and checked each bed.

She checked a ward, walked over like another ward, and happened to pass by the ward where Zhou Tian was in the middle, every time she would habitually open the door to say hello to Zhou Tian and ask him how he was doing.

And Zhou Tian would joke with her with a smile on his face.

This time, as usual, Lu Jiajia passed by Zhou Tian's ward, opened the door and rushed inside with a smile, "Today there is your favorite barbecued pork bun in the cafeteria. I will help you when I go to the cafeteria at noon..."

Halfway through the conversation, Lu Jiajia couldn't continue. She didn't see Zhou Tian's smiling face. The No. 3 bed was Zhou Tian's bed, but today, No. 3 bed was empty.

Suddenly, a strange yet familiar sense of fear rose in Lu Jiajia's heart.

This feeling is like you have been walking a road to work for many years, and you are very familiar with all kinds of scenery along the way, and you even know the color and appearance of the stray dog ​​looking for food every day at the corner.

But one day, a roadblock was suddenly set up on this road. When you reached a certain position, you suddenly couldn't go on and had to walk on a strange road.

There are strange scenery, strange pedestrians and strange stray dogs on the road.

Lu Jiajia was stunned for a while, looking at the empty bed No. 3, Zhou Tian's young and honest smiling face was no longer there, her heart felt as if when she stepped on the empty stairs when she was walking up the stairs, her heart skipped a beat. Upside down.

"Where's Zhou Tianren? Did you go for a checkup?"

Lu Jiajia anxiously asked the nurse who was taking the temperature of other patients in the ward.

The nurse shook her head, not knowing.

Lu Jiajia seemed to have remembered something, walked to the nurse's desk anxiously, and looked through today's doctor's order.

She looked through the list of patients and their bed numbers. On the list that originally belonged to Zhou Tian, ​​there was no doctor's order for today.

What she saw was an empty bed number followed by a blank name.

Lu Jiajia turned her head to look at Head Nurse Sun who was walking over, and asked with fear in her eyes, "Head Nurse, where is Zhou Tianren, who has three bedrooms and three beds?"

Head nurse Sun looked at Lu Jiajia, whose face was a little pale, and said nothing. She knew that the intern Lu Jiajia and Zhou Tian had a very unusual relationship during this period of time. She didn't know how to tell Lu Jiajia.

The two remained silent for a long time before Nurse Sun slowly said, "Zhou Tian is gone."

"Gone?" Lu Jiajia frowned, "Where did he go? Has he been transferred? Who will help him transfer? Doesn't he have no relatives?"

Head Nurse Sun stepped forward and patted Lu Jiajia on the shoulder: "Zhou Tian passed away. His condition suddenly deteriorated last night. We guarded him all night, but he still didn't make it to dawn. Let us say sorry and forgive me. He can't say goodbye to you in person..."

Lu Jiajia's mind seemed to go blank. She couldn't listen to what head nurse Sun said later, and her mind was full of the sentence "Zhou Tian passed away." Something seemed to burst out of Lu Jiajia's eye sockets.

"How could it be? Every time he sees me, he smiles. Every time I ask him, he says he feels good. How could it suddenly deteriorate?"

Head Nurse Sun hugged Lu Jiajia: "Lu Jiajia, you are a doctor, you have to learn to treat this kind of thing calmly. Zhou Tian's illness has not improved. Yesterday, his condition deteriorated again, with multiple organ failure. Deputy Director Li Anran of the Oncology Department rescued him. After two hours, Zhou Tian asked us not to carry out excessive rescue at the last moment of his life, and wanted to leave the world peacefully. However, he had a wish that was not fulfilled. I feel sorry for you and couldn’t tell you in person. One word, thank you!"

Lu Jiajia's tears could no longer be shed. In the past month, from helping Zhou Tian clean up his stool for the first time, to helping him wipe his body every time to avoid bedsores, a deep relationship has been established between the two over time. Every time Zhou Tian saw her cheerful smiling face, it also left an indelible mark on Lu Jiajia's young doctor career.

Although Zhou Tian was not Lu Jiajia's patient, it was the first time she felt the responsibility of the doctor on his shoulders.

Lu Jiajia held back tears, his voice trembling: "I was on a day off yesterday, why was it yesterday? Why didn't you call me yesterday and ask me to come back? I didn't even have time to see him off for the last time..."

Head nurse Sun patted her on the shoulder: "Zhou Tian said he didn't want to see you cry, he said thank you for your help these days, even at the last moment, he didn't give up his life, these days are the happiest in his life If there is an afterlife, he hopes to know you earlier, and if possible, he wants to pursue you, because Lu Jiajia, who is a doctor, is the most beautiful girl in the world."

Lu Jiajia's shoulders were trembling, tears were in her eyes, crystal clear: "I should have come back yesterday, he said he was most afraid of being alone, I should come back to accompany him."

Head nurse Sun comforted her: "Lu Jiajia, you have to be strong. You are an oncologist. There will be many life and death here. You can't be too emotional. You must keep your head calm at all times. Maybe this sentence is cruel. But you, as an oncologist, must learn to disguise your heart as a stone!"

Lu Jiajia turned around and ran out towards the corridor. The nurse was about to chase her, but she was stopped by head nurse Sun: "Let her be quiet and quiet by herself. At this time, she will eventually have to survive by herself. This is what every intern has to go through. process, and if she wants to be a good oncologist, she has to learn to face things like this alone."

Jiang Li came out of the bathroom, washed off his tired body, just changed into his white coat, and was about to go to the ward to take a look, when he saw Lu Jiajia running over in the corridor, covering his mouth with tears in his eyes.

Lu Jiajia looked at Jiang Li, didn't speak, threw herself into Jiang Li's arms, and burst into tears: "Mr. Jiang, Zhou Tian, ​​Zhou Tian, ​​he left last night... I shouldn't have a rest yesterday, I should For those who accompanied him, he said he was sorry for me, he couldn't make it to dawn, and said goodbye to me face to face."

Jiang Li gently stroked Lu Jiajia's head, she understood Lu Jiajia's mood at the moment, because this is something that every intern will experience.

Every intern will encounter his first patient who died during his medical career.

She said softly: "It's not your fault, but you have to be strong, because you are not Zhou Tian's doctor alone."

Lu Jiajia cried even louder.

Jiang Li said: "We are doctors in the oncology department, and we are the last gatekeepers standing on the death line. This also means that here, we can't act emotionally, because we are doctors, not actors, and no one will treat life in the hospital as a drama. Let's live, we doctors are human beings, and we also have feelings, if you put too much emotion into patients, then you can't bear the ups and downs here!"

Jiang Li straightened her up, looked at her red and swollen eye sockets, and said seriously: "Lu Jiajia, you are not a child anymore, you are an oncologist, you have to remember the responsibilities on your shoulders, this is the oncology department, some People, we can only help them through a journey.”

Half an hour later, Jiang Li accompanied Lu Jiajia to the morgue of the hospital, and finally took a look at Zhou Tian.

This big boy who always smiles at the medical staff, at this moment, his life is staying at the best age.

Lu Jiajia smoothed Zhou Tian's messy hair on his forehead with his own hands. His face was so cold that there was no warmth at all, but he maintained a kind of peace and relief.

Jiang Li said: "People from the medical laboratory will come to take away his body in the afternoon. Zhou Tian signed a body donation agreement before his death for anatomical and pathological research. He hopes that those who suffer from the same disease as him can Persist until the day when medicine can cure the disease, I hope they can live with hope until then."

Lu Jiajia nodded: "If Zhou Tian didn't suffer from this disease, his life would be very exciting, right? He should be the same as those boys in their early twenties in the city. He would go to college and wear stamped clothes in college. The jersey of a basketball master, sweating heartily in the sun, and riding a bicycle on the tree-lined path of the campus with the girl he loves."

Jiang Li patted Lu Jiajia on the shoulder and asked his colleagues to send Zhou Tian's body back.

When parting, Jiang Li looked back at Lu Jiajia's back, and suddenly, she felt the difference in this female intern, who seemed to have grown up in this instant.

She is no longer as frizzy as before, and she seems more mature and stable.

When I got off work in the evening, it suddenly rained heavily.

Jiang Li was standing at the bus station waiting for the bus. Looking at the rain, a girl was holding an umbrella and kept looking at the road full of traffic. At first, Jiang Li thought that the other party was just waiting for the bus.

Until that moment, a boy in a raincoat rode an electric bike through the wind and rain in the city of Shanghai, and arrived in front of the station. The girl who had been waiting for a long time braved the heavy rain and happily collapsed on the boy. The electric car got into the boy's raincoat and hugged the boy tightly.

The two sat on the electric car and went away, smiling softly and happily, as if even the storm in front of them was just the gentle ripples of God.

But at this moment, Jiang Li looked away, her cell phone rang, and it received a message from Ji Han and Gu Jun at the same time.

They both asked her to have dinner with her in the evening.

Jiang Li stared at the phone screen, and stood there in a daze when two appointment messages were sent almost at the same time.

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