Kung Fu Divine Doctor

"To know is the basic morality of being a doctor, to save the dying and heal the wounded, and to cherish the world."

Lu Feng said seriously.

To Lu Feng's surprise, Shang Wende shook his head silently.

"Master, am I right? But that's what they say outside, even in books. "

Lu Feng was puzzled.

Shang Wende sighed and said with a bitter smile, "that's just the idea of the present society. Our traditional Chinese medicine is handed down from our ancestors, with excellent medical ethics, medicine and skills; Virtue, character. Lu Feng, the medical ethics of our traditional Chinese medicine is not just to cure the disease and save the people. It also has a deeper meaning. Doctors should save the people all over the world, whether they are patients, healthy people, mentally ill people, or even their spiritual world, just like psychological doctors. Let's take another example: just like Wang Yiyuan outside, he is not a big traitor, he will face legal sanctions, which we can't save him, but we must help him realize his last long cherished wish and regret, so that even if he dies, he can go away at ease. This is the virtue of medical ethics. A true doctor is one who cares for all the people in the world and is compassionate. "

Doctor! virtue!

Lu Feng finally understood the meaning of these two words. He finally understood what master had said before he accepted himself as an apprentice. To accept an apprentice is not only for his medical skill, but also for his virtue. He finally understood that although Liu Huan was called master Shang Wende, Shang Wende didn't ask him to attend the ceremony and didn't accept him as a close disciple.

"Lu Feng, I hope you can remember what I said today. Medical practitioners care about all the people in the world. Good people, evil people, rich people and poor people are our patients as long as they need them. " Shang Wende said solemnly.

"Well, I know, but master, I replied that bad people also treat us when they come to treat us. Why do you shake your head?"

Lu Feng still remembers the master's reaction that day.

Smell speech, Shang Wende smile, said: "this is another layer, we as doctors want to save people, but not all people can save, save also not necessarily can cure, such as a big evil person, this I asked you, you said to save him, I said you said wrong. Later, if you say no, I will still say no, because doctors take saving people as their bounden duty. "

It's not right to hear Lu Feng's head full of fog and water here. Is it right to save or not to save?

"Today, master, let's give you an important lesson. If we want to save the big traitor, we'd better persuade the prodigal son to turn back. But if we can't free him from the evil, we'll treat his illness, but it doesn't have to be cured. Let him do bad things in his illness. When Wang Yiyuan came in, he didn't look like a kind person should have. That's why I asked you to treat Wang Yiyuan. I know you can't treat him well. At the same time, I also observed his look to make sure my judgment. If I judged him wrong, I would treat him. But I didn't expect that you would get the bone. It seems that the master underestimated you. "

With that, Shang Wende shook his head. In Lu Feng's embarrassed look, he asked seriously, "do you remember what I said today? The doctor is not just one person, but more people are always considered. Sometimes it is necessary to sacrifice one person."

"Master, I will always remember your teaching today!"

Lu Feng fell on his knees respectfully in front of Shang Wende. Today's master's words are engraved on Lu Feng's mind and heart. Later, he will remember them all his life.

And the content of this lesson is not thought about before.

Leaving the hospital, Lu Feng rushed to the airport to buy a ticket to Shanxi.

Jiyang city is far away from Shanxi Province, with a distance of one to two thousand kilometers. It only takes an hour or two to fly.

After getting off the plane and turning to the car, Lu Feng finally arrived at the address Wang Yiyuan gave him at 5 p.m.

This is a residential area, it looks a bit dilapidated, because it is off-duty time, the area is very busy, the area is full of children running, everyone is brimming with a clean smile.

Unit 3, room 406.

Soon, Lu Feng came to the door, although it was a security door, but there was no doorbell, Lu Feng had no choice but to knock on the door.

After a while, there was no movement in the room, which made Lu Feng feel a little confused.

This time, may not be at home, right?

Lu Feng sighed softly, ready to leave first to eat something, people are iron rice is steel, a meal does not eat hungry. All the way, he hasn't eaten anything since morning.

Walking on the winding path of the community, looking at the sunset in the western sky in the evening, smelling the aftertaste of the residual flowers, feeling the cool breeze, Lu Feng's heart is quiet.

"Mom, I'm hungry. What shall we have today?"

"There's shredded radish copied at noon. Later, mom will buy some steamed bread and have some at night. At noon tomorrow, mom will make delicious food for you."

"Why do you eat leftovers! Mom, do you deliberately cook more dishes every morning for the evening? I'm tired of eating sliced radish and pickled vegetables all day long. "

"Son, tomorrow, tomorrow, my mother will make delicious food for you

"Mom, I want to eat meat. I haven't eaten meat for nearly a month. Didn't you say that it's time for me to grow up? Only by eating meat can you grow as tall and big as your father. "

Lu Feng's eyes, drawn back from the western sky, looked at a middle-aged woman not far from the front, holding an eight or nine year old boy. Their words stirred Lu Feng's heart.

Suddenly, Lu Feng found that when the little boy said he hadn't eaten meat for nearly a month, tears flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes, and the other hand didn't hold her son's hand. It's hard to imagine that the woman was in her thirties. The blue tendons on her arm burst, and there were many scars on the back of her hand and wrist.

In the sight, the middle-aged woman stopped and looked at her son, trying to control her tears. Slowly, she took out a gray black handkerchief from her pocket. The scarred hands trembled slightly and opened the wrapped handkerchief slowly.

It's a bunch of money, a bunch of one or two dollar bills, with twelve cents and fifty cents in it.

The finger of the middle-aged woman's dress touched the money. After a slight pause, she took out a piece of money and handed it to her son. She said in a low voice, "there are people selling rougamo at the gate of the community. Go and buy one to eat."

As soon as the boy's eyes brightened, he took the money from the middle-aged woman in surprise and ran out quickly.

The middle-aged woman looked at her son's emaciated back, and her tears finally fell down her dry cheek. As the tears trickled down his chin, Lu Feng seemed to see the most beautiful picture in the world.

It's not tears, it's the bitterness and pain of a poor mother!

When his eight or nine year old son grew up, he had no money to buy meat for him. What he ate was fried shredded radish and pickled vegetables without oil.

The child's innocent big eyes, his thin back and the scene of middle-aged women's tears stabbed Lu Feng's heart like a knife.

Some time ago, Lu Feng once said to the couple who went to the hospital, "no one can suffer the children if they are suffering." but at this moment, this sentence is like a thorn stuck in the throat. His nose is sour, but he does not dare to let his tears drop, because he knows that it is not the mother who does not want to give the children meat, it is poverty, it is no money, Is a deep helpless and pain... That gray black handkerchief in a two pieces of loose money, that one hair two hair notes, dazzling.

Do my best to invite the child to have a good meat and a good meal!

Lu Feng didn't want to give money directly because it was an insult and a handout.

Passing by the middle-aged women, Lu Feng didn't look at the middle-aged women again. It was not that he didn't want to see them, but that he didn't dare to see them. He didn't dare to see the thin woman who was oppressed by life and couldn't afford meat for her son.

A minute later, Lu Feng rushed to the outside of the community, however, the next scene, let his heart, but mercilessly pulled a.

Outside the gate of the crowded community, an old man who had lost his legs was dressed in a ragged coat, and his face was covered with messy hair and beard. His miserable appearance touched people's heartstrings.

This is a disabled beggar who has lost his legs. He lowers his head, presses his thin hands on the ground, and constantly kowtows to passers-by. On the ground in front of him, there is a broken porcelain bowl, and the scattered pieces in the bowl add up to only one or two yuan.

However, the boy, who looked like only eight or nine years old, suddenly stopped in front of the old man. His shining eyes showed a pitiful look, and his thin body slowly squatted down in front of the old beggar.

His eyes swept through the broken porcelain bowl in front of the old man. Then he twisted his head and looked at the cart selling rougamo more than ten meters away. From the angle of Lu Feng, he could see the boy's eyes clearly. He was keen to catch that the boy's eyes showed deep reluctance.

However, when the boy's eyes moved away from the floating rougamo cart and looked back at the miserable old beggar in front of him, he gently put the banknote which was almost broken by him into the broken porcelain bowl in his little hand shaking slightly.

Resolutely stand up, resolutely turn around, with a full of loss, and that do not know whether to laugh or cry expression, the boy quietly left, walking towards the door of the community.

Young age, the heart of gold.

Lu Feng's rigid body moved. Although his eyes were full of crystal tears, Lu Feng blocked the boy's way when he looked up at the sky.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" The complex expression on the boy's face disappeared, but it was replaced by doubt and confusion.