Time can smooth all wounds.
The frightened doctors and nurses of bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital gradually recovered their vitality. Word of mouth said that at that time, section chief Wu, who determined the world by himself, was how fierce.
The little nurses'' eyes were shining. The more the news spread, the more unreliable it was, but it couldn''t stand everyone''s liking.
At this time, what is logical and illogical is no longer important. The key is that Wu Ke is good-looking and can play. In the images in the nurses'' minds, section chief Wu is full of male hormones, just like walking.
Wei Dabao didn''t clean up the conference room. It''s not from section chief Wu. Dean Zhou? Who is he.
Chatting with the police all the way, the old police talked less, but the little police looked excited. Until the old policeman''s face returned to normal and they left, Wei Dabao walked down slowly.
Xu Jia is still kneeling there. Wei Dabao thinks he is really pathetic.
"Xu Jia," said Wei Dabao, squatting in front of him, "get up. It''s all right."
The wooden Xu Jia didn''t move. Wei Dabao sighed deeply. He couldn''t help it. He got up and ran over to brag with the others. Today is enough to blow for a year.
One year is not enough, a lifetime is almost the same.
As time went by, several doctors couldn''t see it. They dragged Xu Jia into the emergency room.
The child looks pathetic. Don''t be silly.
Worried about an accident, doctors and nurses also gave him ECG monitoring to monitor ECG and vital signs. Seeing that Xu Jia''s vital signs were stable, the doctors and nurses were relieved. He threw the man on the hospital bed and gave two bottles of 500ml glucose.
For the rest, Xu Jia has to come out by herself. No one can help.
Until nearly 12 hours later, Xu Jia was in a trance and had some spirit. When he first woke up, he had only a vague impression of what he had experienced before.
Gradually, scenes from this time last night to the present floated in Xu Jia''s mind.
Why is it like this? Xu Jia has been asking himself this question.
Every scene is so clear, but the background is blood red, shocking.
Xu Jia didn''t understand. He just gave the child an anesthetic and sewed a needle, and looked at the couple pitifully. He always smiled and spoke kindly.
Is there no good reward for good people in this world?
Xu Jia looked at the ceiling with empty eyes. He doesn''t understand that the world
Why is there no logic!
Why is it so cold!!
Why is it so gray!!!
Why is it so unfair!!!!
Thinking about it, Xu Jia began to think of his time in high school. At that time, who knew what directional training was? Who knew that he had to return to the grass-roots work after graduation!
I didn''t know anything at that time. I thought it was good to go to school without spending money and earn money. But I didn''t expect to be thrown into bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital as soon as I graduated. The life here is very different from Xu Jia''s imagination.
He felt that he was the outcast of the world and had been abandoned by everyone.
As for the farce from last night to today, Xu Jia can''t accept it.
He kept repeating, telling himself in his heart how unfair and cruel the world is.
The doctor on duty in the emergency department at night thought about him. Afraid of his problems, he ordered him a meal and sat at the head of the bed to talk with him while he was not busy.
But Xu Jia couldn''t hear a word. In his opinion, every word said by the doctor on duty was mocking himself.
Especially when the doctor on duty kept telling him that it was just a crime committed by a criminal gang, and finally how was chief Wu, the doctor on duty was happy and spit everywhere.
Seeing his eyebrows dancing, Xu Jia felt more and more uncomfortable.
Every word, every word is like a needle in the body, unspeakable pain.
At more than eight o''clock in the evening, Xu Jia became more energetic. He suddenly remembered those people who fell into trouble on the Internet. This time things are completely reversed. Let''s see what they say!
Mulan took out his mobile phone and clicked on social networking sites.
The hot search position he once occupied has disappeared, and the arrest of criminal groups has rushed to the first place.
Many familiar chants leave indignant words below, indicating the reprimand and hatred of the criminal group. But they... Did not mention their previous grievances.
Xu Jia was stunned.
What''s going on? He increasingly felt that everyone and everything in the world were aimed at himself.
Click on the hot search post, and every reply and every word stings my eyes.
In the back, someone left a message to explain the relationship between the criminal group and the "medical malpractice case" last night. But too many people don''t believe it, and those who believe it don''t have any interest in helping Xu Jia say even a word or a sentence.
A doctor in a remote place is not worth wasting energy at all. Even a word is too much.
Watching everyone happily talking about the iron fist attack of the public security department to uphold justice, Xu Jia felt particularly ironic.
Open those active big V numbers, and most of the previous comments on medical malpractice have been deleted. Some have not been deleted. Xu Jia left a message below, but no one cares at all.
The heat has passed. Who cares about a little transparency on the network.
The world is really absurd. Xu Jia feels that he is rubbed, rubbed and constantly rubbed by the society on the ground.
He was full of anger, but he didn''t know who to attack.
Watching the lively online social media silently and the popularity of those big V''s, Xu Jia was silent.
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At this time, Wu Mian did not pay attention to how much social resources he occupied.
He was sitting upright and serious. He was preparing to bake kebabs in a kebab shop. Wu Mian''s expression was quite serious, as if facing a world-class operation, and the patient''s life and death were in his own hands.
Chu Zhixi sat opposite Wu Mian, hands on the table, waiting for Wu Mian''s feeding.
Wu Mian had been facing the charcoal fire for an hour, but he just looked at it, but he didn''t do it.
The charcoal fire was black and red, and sparks kept rising. In front of him, it was like a volcano. Wu Mian''s eyes narrowed slightly.
"I just searched the Internet." Wu Mian said in a deep voice, "but all the strategies and tutorials are too rough to read."
"Oh? Brother, what are you looking for?"
"For example, how can this kind of pork with a diameter of about 2.62cm be roasted best?" Wu Mian said. "The strategy is too rough to see. It''s not detailed at all. How many times do you have to turn the meat kebab, how can you eat it best; how high is the charcoal fire temperature..."
"Brother, I''m hungry." Chu Zhixi said pitifully.
"OK, waiter, please give me some charcoal!"