scalpel, soft around fingers

Chapter 2

There is a well-greened park under the newspaper building, with small bridges and flowing water, elegant and peaceful.Usually, nearby residents often come here for a walk, walk their dogs, and occasionally they can hear the sound of children playing.Because of the rapid spread of the virus, there have been significantly fewer people in recent weeks.

Xie Moji had been sitting here for an hour, but he didn't see a single person.

According to the usual practice, she needs to have a face-to-face communication with the interviewee one day in advance.But in view of the seriousness of the current situation, we can only take the next best thing and use telephone communication.

She has been reading the information about Dr. Shan Wangchen all afternoon.Knowing that he is almost a genius in the medical field, otherwise he would not have been promoted to chief doctor at the young age of 29.

In addition, she also discovered an interesting thing.

This single doctor likes to cover his face for interviews.At least in all the recent interviews that Xie Moji saw, he appeared on camera wearing a mask.Even the photos posted on the hospital's website were covered.Xie Moji thought, if it's not that this doctor Shan has a cleanliness fetish, then it's that he looks too scary, maybe it's still that horrible.

However, his voice is very nice.Low and hoarse, it is the kind of extremely magnetic male voice.Even in the face of the TV reporter's extremely difficult questions, his voice was still gentle and calm.This made Xie Moji, who was somewhat voice-controlled, look forward to it.

After making all preparations for the interview, she called Dr. Shan Wangchen.

"Hello, Central Hospital, Department of Infectious Diseases." A gentle male voice said.

"Hello, I'm looking for Dr. Shan Wangchen."

After a few seconds of silence, the pleasant voice sounded again: "I am. Who are you?"

After Xie Moji happily introduced himself, he explained the purpose of coming to Dr. Shan.When she was speaking, there was no sound from the microphone, not even a reply like "um" or "uh".Xie Moji had a very bad association in his heart, did the other party put the phone aside and go to other things?
When she finished speaking in one go, she was feeling very puzzled, when a voice suddenly came from the other end: "Miss Xie, I'm really busy here. Can I interview you directly tomorrow?" The words were inquiring, but the tone was unquestionable.

Why was Xie Moji willing to hang up the phone like this, so he thought of a compromise: "Does Doctor Shan have an email address? I'll send you related questions in a while. You can take a look at it when you have time."

"[email protected]. "The opponent quickly threw a string of letters.

Forget or not?Isn't this mailbox name too artistic?When Xie Moji contacted the cold profession of doctor, he immediately had the urge to complain.

She was chattering when the other party hung up the phone with a snap.She was a little taken aback when she heard the beeping sound on the phone.Is this doctor really dedicated, or does he not like being disturbed by the media?If it was the latter, then her interview during this trip would probably be a disaster.

It was already evening when we returned to the machete building.Xie Moji saw her colleagues running out of the building one after another, and quickly submerged into the rush of get off work by the roadside as if they were fleeing.Occasionally, a few people who were usually close to her stopped to say hello to her, and then hurried forward.

Today, when the virus is raging, everyone thinks that home is the safest place.As everyone knows, viruses are pervasive.

Xie Moji still has memories of before she contracted the disease, she ate at home twice a day at that time.Apart from work, he spends most of his time in a rented house reading novels and playing games.However, he still won the bid gloriously, and was fortunate to be the target of the first round of attacks by an unknown virus.

After packing up the materials, she took her bag and left work.Her boyfriend Lu Yu sent a message saying that he would pick her up tomorrow morning.After reading the news, she felt depressed and dialed his number.

"I'll be at your house around eight o'clock." Lu Yu's voice was hurried, as if he was about to throw the phone in the next second.

"Lu Yu, tomorrow's appointment will be canceled. The leader gave me a temporary task. I'm sorry..." She felt a little annoyed, she was really determined to see his parents, but it turned out that the final thing was also settled. There will be times of change.

There was some dissatisfaction in Lu Yu's tone: "What's going on? Didn't you ask for leave a long time ago?"

When he said this, Xie Moji's mood became even worse: "I asked for leave early. But editor Zhao temporarily asked me to go to the hospital to interview a soldier in white, and I couldn't push it away..."

"Mo Ji, sometimes I feel that you are not pretending to be me..." Lu Yu's tone changed, and a touch of sadness was added to his dissatisfaction.

Xie Moji was taken aback, he didn't expect him to think so.But thinking about it again, there were indeed several occasions when he changed his mind temporarily, and most of the time he really let his pigeons go.I can only explain and apologize in a good voice.

She had "Lu Qingtian" on the left and "Master Mingjian" on the right, and finally coaxed the other party to laugh.But she was exhausted and paralyzed here, took off her mask by herself, and sat on the bus desperately panting.

After getting out of the car, she put on a mask and crossed the overpass.The whole sky bridge is filled with a smell of salted fish. When you smell it carefully, it is also mixed with the smell of various snacks: the greasy smell of steamed buns, the smell of green onion in the noodles, and the fragrance of lettuce in the sandwich...

Xie Moji woke up and saw that the restaurant on the side of the bridge was crowded with people.Even in the current epidemic, there are always a few people who are not afraid of death sneak out to taste all kinds of delicacies.Xie Moji would occasionally become one of them.So she has always felt that foodies are the bravest people in the world.

"Do you think this person's symptoms seem to be infected with an unknown virus?" A middle-aged woman walking in front of her suddenly pointed to a beggar on the overpass.The sound was not loud, but it penetrated the eardrums of many people nearby.Xie Moji looked forward, the beggar's face was really flushed, and even the eye circles were red, very similar to the symptoms of a virus infection.

The crowd began to instinctively disperse to the distance. Although they also knew that the virus was transmitted through blood circulation, fear overcame everything at this moment.Soon there were no people on the side where the beggar was, but the other side was crowded with people, which was very spectacular.

Xie Moji followed the crowd and moved forward, but he was a little worried about the beggar, so he looked back worriedly.Seeing this, he felt more and more sympathy for him. On the huge overpass, he was sitting alone, his eyes were foggy, as if he had already had a fever.

She took out her mobile phone, not knowing which department to call.police station?Epidemic Prevention Station?Or is the hospital more straightforward?After hesitating for a moment, she dialed the number she called just this afternoon.

The phone was picked up quickly, and a male voice as deep as a cello rang near the pinna, and it sounded like Dr. Shan himself.

"Doctor Shan, I'm Xie Moji." She hurriedly talked about the situation in front of her: "I found a suspected patient near the flyover on Chaoyang Road..." After she finished speaking, she realized that she seemed a little impolite.I disturbed him twice in one day, even if he was an interview subject, he didn't need such frequent contact.I hope this single doctor doesn't think too much.

After listening to her, the other party pondered for a moment before speaking: "Miss Xie, can you let him come to the hospital? We can give him an examination." The tone was polite, just like the standard tone of those doctors in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies.

"Then let me ask, don't hang up the phone yet." Xie Moji covered the phone's microphone and ran to the beggar.Her move caused a commotion in the crowd.It is estimated that many people are calling her a fool in their hearts.

"Old man, you seem to be sick, should you go to the hospital?" She shouted at the beggar.The beggar seemed not to have heard her, and sat there dumbfounded.Someone in the crowd reminded in a low voice: "He is deaf." Xie Moji gritted his teeth, a little displeased why they didn't say it earlier.But she quickly thought of a way, took out a piece of paper and a pen from her bag, wrote down the question just now, and handed it to the old man.The old man glanced at it and shook his head blankly, as if he didn't understand the words on it.

This is how to do?Xie Moji suddenly lost his mind.

"Doctor Shan, the patient is deaf and illiterate. I can't communicate with him, so I can only ask you for help." She asked Dr. Shan for help.

"First, give me your exact location;

Second, take a photo of the patient's face and send it to me. My mobile phone number is 138*****776;

Third, don't leave until I arrive.It is convenient for me to contact you. "

Dr. Shan quickly gave instructions on the other end of the phone, speaking concisely and clearly.

She followed suit one by one, guessing that he probably wanted to look at the photos to make a preliminary judgment.I hurriedly snapped a picture and passed it on.

Soon a message came in: "Is he a beggar?"

She replied: "Yes. Looks pathetic."

"Okay, I will try my best. Miss Xie, remember to take a shower and disinfect when you go back!"

The crowd a few meters away had already dispersed, and she was the only one standing alone against the railing, taking pictures of the sunset in the west with her mobile phone boredly.The old man dozed off indifferently, completely unaware that the warm-hearted woman in front of him wanted to help him.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Xie Moji heard the whine of an ambulance.Looking under the bridge, a doctor and two nurses were jumping out of the car, with masks on their faces.

When they approached, Xie Moji took the initiative to step forward and said to the leading doctor who showed a pair of round eyes, "Are you Doctor Shan? I'm Xie Moji."

"Doctor Shan is rescuing a patient, and he can't make it through. My surname is Qin." The man said, directing two nurses to help the beggar onto the stretcher.

Xie Moji breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked back.When I checked my phone, I found a new message from Dr. Shan.

"Miss Xie, I'm going into the operating room soon, and Dr. Qin will pick up the patient on my behalf. Sorry!"

(End of this chapter)