Love you, never separate

"Dr. Wang, just tell me, what's the situation of Zhou Li's leg, and when will it get better? Aren't you his doctor? Tell me about it Cheng Lin in Doctor Wang's office has been around Doctor Wang's ear chattering, noisy God trouble.

It's not surprising that he is anxious. He has been taking care of Zhou Li in the hospital for more than a month. Zhou Li's legs are still not good at all, and he still can't exert himself and stand up.

Zhou Li is not in a hurry. His brother is really in a hurry. It's not easy for Zhou Li to stay in the hospital all the time.

Dr. Wang finally took time out of his busy schedule to lift his head, take off his glasses and rub his temples. When he was ready to put on his glasses, Cheng Lin suddenly said, "Dr. Wang, why do you have to wear glasses? How handsome you are when you take off your glasses! I'll wear invisibility later. I'll wear invisibility! "

Dr. Wang's action pause, the corner of his mouth hook, and then put on his glasses, this just looked at Cheng Lin.

Cheng Lin seems to have just realized what he was saying. He patted his mouth in frustration, and then slapped his two big mouths in his heart to make you talk more, to make you talk more, to make you blind!

"Dr. Wang, did you hear what I just asked you?" Cheng Lin seriously changed the topic.

"Oh, I heard it, but you seem to have asked the wrong person..." Doctor Wang glanced at Cheng Lin, took another drink and said slowly.

"Ah? Aren't you the only doctor? Who else? " Cheng Lin is a little strange. He didn't see other doctors in the ward before

"There is another doctor Li, you may not have seen him. He only goes in the morning every day, and you may not get up at that time." Doctor Wang said carelessly.

Cheng Lin's work and rest time is confused. He basically goes out at night and sleeps during the day. It's good enough that he can get up before the afternoon. When he was abroad, he could sleep for a day or two.

"Ah? Then you don't know anything about Zhou Li? " Then you're too irresponsible as a doctor. Cheng Lin complains in his heart.

Dr. Wang's nib in the book stuttered, and the pen water fainted a little flower on the paper. "I know."

"To put it simply, it's paralysis. It's very serious. If you don't do rehabilitation well, you may spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair. If you want to know more, you can ask Dr. Li. Maybe you can ask what you think. " Dr. Wang tried to describe Cheng Lin in simple and clear language.

Cheng Lin's face changed, and he nodded solemnly, "what's the probability of cure?"

"Well - 30 percent." Dr. Wang can only give him a conservative estimate.

"That..." Cheng Lin just wanted to ask something more. Doctor Wang's mobile phone suddenly rang. Doctor Wang took it out and looked at it. He pointed to Cheng Lin's mobile phone and pointed out the door.

Cheng Lin nodded. After Dr. Wang left, he looked around the office as if nothing had happened. After a while, he looked here and walked there, as if he had entered a new world. Maybe he had not seen the doctor's office like this.

When Cheng Lin came to Dr. Wang's desk, he saw that there were all kinds of medical records on the desk, some of which were printed and some of which were handwritten by Dr. Wang. He was usually sleepy when he read a novel, let alone medical records. He didn't have much interest in reading it.

And he didn't have the habit of secretly looking at other people's things. When he looked away, his eyes were attracted by a medical record written by Dr. Wang.

Isn't it said on the Internet that the words of doctors are like ghost charms, and few people can understand them? When he was sick and went to the hospital to see a doctor, when the doctor prescribed a prescription for him, he scribbled it casually. This font has long gone to outer space, and what he can understand is god man.

Sometimes Cheng Lin doubts that medical students have a textbook for deciphering doctors' hyphenated characters. Otherwise, how can they understand this kind of font? He thinks the doctor font can be put into the font library.

Dr. Wang's handwriting is different. It's like a girl's handwriting. It's graceful and generous. It's not like it can be written by a male doctor.

After appreciating it a few more times, he put down the paper. Yu Guang scanned it, but it happened that he got a name. He paused and turned over the medical record

On the top is the name of He Qing. On the top is four big words: advanced lung cancer... And on the bottom is a small line, red font: refuse treatment.

He Qing... Can't live long? That's why I'm so anxious to break up with Zhou Li? He was afraid that Zhou Li would feel sad after he died, so he had to leave alone?

Why is he so stupid? Cheng Lin doesn't quite understand he Qing's brain circuit. He thinks he Qing has made things more complicated.

Cheng Lin's heart is more tangled. He doesn't know whether to tell Zhou Li about it. He's afraid that Zhou Li will be hit again. Zhou Li is very weak now, and he's back to the state where he could barely sleep by sleeping pills five years ago.

Zhou Li is on the verge of collapse now, and can't stand any stimulation any more. Now he has a tight string in his heart. Once it breaks, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But if you don't tell Zhou Li, Zhou Li will know sooner or later, and if they make up, it will be good for their recovery.

No, Dr. Wang is he Qing's boyfriend now. In this case, isn't Dr. Wang going to be green?

What an irritating question!

Cheng Lin is still in a daze. Doctor Wang answers the phone and enters the door. Seeing that Cheng Lin is holding a piece of paper beside his desk, he asks, "what are you doing standing beside my desk?"

Cheng Lin quickly inserted the medical record in his hand, picked up a thick stack of medical records and carefully sorted them out. He pointed to the window and said to Dr. Wang:

"The wind, it's the wind. Just now a strange wind came out of the window, and it happened to fly all the papers on your desk everywhere. I really can't stand it. I just went to clean them up for you."

Doctor Wang looked at the window which was closed because of the cold. He took a meaningful look at Cheng Lin. well, you can't lie. How can there be a gust of strange wind in this weather and this window?

Doctor Wang stares at Cheng Lin's heart. Cheng Lin doesn't speak quickly. "You... You see... What do you want me to do? What I'm saying is true. I don't believe it. Do you have less medical records? "

Dr. Wang helped his glasses, gave a smile, shook his head, continued to look at Cheng Lin and said, "nothing, thank you."