The Pentium Era - South to North

Zhang Chen and the others arrived. Although Xiaofang had received a text message from Zhang Chen and told them in advance, Qian Fang and the others were still startled when they saw Meng Ping getting out of the car.

They saw that Meng Ping was not only extremely thin, but also his face was pale under the light of the gate, and his eye sockets were sunken and dark.

Meng Ping saw Qian Fang and the others, stood up straight as hard as he could, and pretended to be relaxed and said to them: "How is it? I, Hu Hansan, am back again. Is there anyone who wants to kill me?"

"Yes, yes, I am one."

Ye Yilan said, came over and helped Meng Ping. Qian Fang called "Lao Meng" and couldn't speak anymore. Xu Jiaqing just started sobbing softly. Cao Xiaohe turned around and didn't look at Meng Ping. He walked around the back of the car, walked over there, and said to Chen Yaqin:

"Hello, my name is Cao Xiaohe, just call me Sister Cao."

Chen Yaqin quickly called out: "Sister Cao."

Cao Xiaohe knelt down, touched the head of the little nail with his hand, and asked: "Such a beautiful little girl, what is your name?"

Xiao Dingzi pulled her mother's pants tightly and said to Cao Xiaohe, "My name is Xiao Dingzi."

"That sounds great, little nail, come here, can you give me a hug?"

Xiao Dingli hesitated, Chen Yaqin pushed her on the back, Xiaodian took a step forward, and Cao Xiaohe picked her up.

Over there, Liu Yun was stunned for a while, then stepped forward and shouted: "Hello, Lao Meng."

Xiaofang also called out: "Brother Meng."

Meng Ping looked at them and wanted to laugh, but he coughed again. After coughing for a while, he said: "Liu Yun, Xiaofang, it's great to see you."

Li Yang pushed a wheelchair and said to Meng Ping: "Old Meng, sit down quickly."

Meng Ping wanted to evade, saying that he could just walk in. Xiao Wu and Ye Yilan almost pushed him into a wheelchair and sat down. They all pushed the wheelchairs and walked into the outpatient building. In the hospital hall late at night, most of the lights were dimmed. It was out, and only the emergency room passage was still brightly lit.

Zhang Chen and Qian Fang said, you guys wait here while I go find their dean.

Qian Fang said yes.

At this time, a nurse came out of the emergency room. She passed by and went outside. Zhang Chen asked her, "Excuse me, where is your dean's office?"

"The dean's office is not in this building." The nurse said, then thought of something and asked, "Are you looking for dean Wu?"

Zhang Chen said yes.

The nurse looked at Meng Ping and continued to ask, "Is he that patient?"

Zhang Chen quickly said: "Yes."

The nurse turned to the emergency room and shouted: "Dean Wu, here we come, here we come."

Three or four people in white coats came out of the passage. Zhang Chen hurriedly walked towards them. Among the people in white coats, one of them, a doctor in his fifties, walked towards Zhang Chen. The others stopped and stood there, walking The person who came reached out to Zhang Chen and said:

"My surname is Wu."

Zhang Chen quickly held his hand and said, "Hello, Dean Wu, my surname is Zhang. Thank you for being so late and still waiting for us."

Dean Wu smiled: "I think when you arrive, you will definitely be here first, and you won't be sitting in the office."

Zhang Chen said thank you repeatedly.

Dean Wu waved his hand and said to those in white coats, "Let's get started." The nurse just now came over, took the wheelchair from Li Yang's hand, and pushed it towards the emergency room.

Dean Wu and Zhang Chen explained: "I heard that the patient is in critical condition, so let's do an emergency examination first to confirm the condition, okay?"

Only then did Zhang Chen know that Dean Wu was waiting here not just to arrange for Meng Ping to be admitted to the ward, but to buy time for an examination. Zhang Chen quickly said yes and thanked Dean Wu.

"Who is the family member?" Dean Wu asked.

"Me." Chen Yaqin came over.

Dean Wu, Zhang Chen and Chen Yaqin said, "Come with me. I'll understand the situation first."

Zhang Chen and Chen Yaqin followed him, and the three of them walked towards the passage of the emergency room. Dean Wu walked to the door of a dark room, pushed the door in, and turned on the light. Inside was a regular doctor's office layout, face to face. There are two tables, and there is a small square stool next to each table.

Dean Wu walked to one of the tables and sat down. At the same time, he told Zhang Chen and Chen Yaqin that you should also sit down.

Zhang Chen sat down at the table opposite him, and Chen Yaqin sat on the small square stool next to Dean Wu. Dean Wu asked:

"Did you bring the medical records from the original hospital?"

Chen Yaqin quickly said that she had brought them. She took out a stack of medical records and laboratory test reports from the backpack she was carrying.

Dean Wu took out his reading glasses from the breast pocket of his white coat, put them on, and quickly flipped through the medical records page by page. After flipping through the pages, he began to ask in detail about Meng Ping's current daily situation, especially after the surgery. Reactions after chemotherapy.

When Chen Yaqin was speaking, Dean Wu turned his face sideways, looked at Chen Yaqin, listened attentively, and interjected a few questions from time to time to make Chen Yaqin's narration more complete.

At the same time, the index finger of his right hand seemed to be sliding gently on the glass table subconsciously. Zhang Chen noticed this habitual movement of his. After careful observation, Zhang Chen found that this movement of his was not subconscious. , but use your fingers to slide √ or × on the glass table.

Zhang Chen looked at it with a serious face. He saw Dean Wu skating more and more frequently, and Zhang Chen understood what this meant.

While he was listening to Chen Yaqin telling Meng Ping's situation, he was making an assessment item by item. Zhang Chen had already seen the results of the assessment.

After all the questions that need to be asked, Dean Wu finally asked: "Does the patient know his condition now?"

Chen Yaqin said that he knew it. When he went to the doctor's office at the hospital over there, he had to ask the doctor to tell him, and the doctor told him.

Zhang Chen asked: "Dean Wu, let me ask, in a situation like this, should the patient know or not?"

"There are advantages and disadvantages. Generally speaking, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages. Personally, I think that well-intentioned deception is still necessary."

Dean Wu looked at them and continued: "On the plus side, patients know their condition and can better cooperate with our doctors' treatment. However, people are not grass and trees. No matter who they are, they should know that they have this disease." When you are sick, you will definitely not be able to sleep well all night long, and your body will collapse quickly. In the extreme case, you will collapse when you hear the news."

Zhang Chen and Chen Yaqin both nodded. Chen Yaqin sighed and said:

"It's really like this, Dean Wu. After learning about this disease, although he pretended to be indifferent on the surface, I woke up in the middle of the night and looked at him secretly. When I saw him, his eyes were wide open and he looked at ceiling."

"It's understandable, but no one can accept it. I'll suffer from insomnia, and then I'll start thinking wildly." Dean Wu stood up as he spoke, "I'll go over and check on the status of the examination first, and I'll see you later."

Zhang Chen and Chen Yaqin both agreed.

The three people walked out. Dean Wu walked towards the corridor. On the chair in the corridor, Cao Xiaohe was holding a small nail. Several people sat in a row. When they saw them coming out, they all stood up. Cao Xiaohe asked how it was?

Zhang Chen said: "I don't know yet. We will see the results of the examination later. By the way, who is accompanying Meng Ping?"

Cao Xiaohe said: "Li Yang and Jiaqing."

Zhang Chen and Chen Yaqin said that when people arrive at the hospital, they can rest assured and take a rest first.

Cao Xiaohe said yes, just wait and see what the doctor says.

Xiaofang pulled Chen Yaqin over and sat down next to her. Chen Yaqin's eyes were empty, as if she was no longer here, just a body, at their mercy. After sitting down for a while, she suddenly regained consciousness. Suddenly he said to Zhang Chen:

"Why do I feel so bad?"

Liu Yun and Ye Yilan quickly said, no, no, don't think too much.

Zhang Chen didn't say a word. He couldn't tell Chen Yaqin, and he felt very bad. This hospital was yes, it was authoritative. Dean Wu could see that it was the authority among authorities. Being an authority among authorities, not As he kept skating, Zhang Chen's hopes were extinguished little by little. He remembered what Meng Ping said about facing reality calmly.

But what is the reality? Did they just see Meng Ping and then send him away?

Zhang Chen has experienced death and Xiao Zhao's hands, which gradually became colder. However, Zhang Chen always felt that it was not reality, but an emptiness. Death is something that cannot be turned back. Progressive, a huge black hole, so black that even memories become unreal.

Now that Zhang Chen thinks about the moment when Xiao Zhao died, he feels it is very unreal. He feels that it might just be a scene he made up and it did not really happen.

Zhang Chen can't ask others for confirmation, right?

Zhang Chen felt stuffy.

Xiao Wu said to him, Brother Chen, please sit down for a while. Zhang Chen shook his head.

The phone in Zhang Chen's hand rang. He looked at it and saw that it was Li Yong. Zhang Chen raised the phone and said to Xiao Wu, "I'll answer the call."

Zhang Chen walked towards the empty hall and pressed the answer button.

Li Yong's voice didn't sound like it was coming from the phone, but from a corner of the hall. Li Yong asked:

"Zhang Chen, have you arrived in Shanghai?"

Zhang Chen mentioned that he and Dean Wu were discussing Meng Ping's condition just now.

"How about it?"

"We are arranging an emergency examination now, I don't know yet." Zhang Chen continued, "Li Yong, I feel very bad."

Li Yong sighed heavily and was silent for a while. Li Yong said: "Do your best to obey fate. Whether you can survive it or not depends on Lao Meng himself."

Zhang Chen smiled bitterly and said, "I think Meng Ping has given up on himself."

When Zhang Chen said this, his back was against a marble column in the hall. The people on both ends of the phone were silent, and a subtle rustling sound could be heard. After a while, Zhang Chen heard Li Yong sigh:

"Lao Meng, Lao Meng...Zhang Chen, I'm sitting in the office in front of me. What's going on in front of my eyes is the scene of meeting Lao Meng for the first time."

Zhang Chen shook his head and said, "I still can't erase the shock I felt when I first saw Meng Pingping in the afternoon."

The two were silent for a while, and Li Yong said, "Zhang Chen, if anything happens, just call me."

Zhang Chen said yes.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen slid down with his back against the marble pillar. He squatted there for a long time, stood up, and looked at the bright passage in the emergency room. Zhang Chen did not go there. Instead, he walked toward the door.

Zhang Chen stood at the door. The biting cold wind blew against his face, making him shiver. He took a deep breath, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a big puff, making the fireworks sizzle.

Zhang Chen looked into the dark yard. He saw a familiar figure sitting on the flower bed in the yard. A firework was extinguished in the cold wind. Zhang Chen walked over.

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