Birds of a feather flock together. Normal people only like to live with their same kind, unless they have to or are mentally abnormal, they like to live alone.

Those who look at graves and guard the morgues must not only endure loneliness, but also bear fear.

I found my first job in Wuhan. I had a free job and my income was not low. More importantly, it was related to my hobbies and majors, which I cherish very much.

At noon, Zheng Xiumin returned from shopping, carrying a large bag of small bags in her hand, and said to me happily: "Wuhan is worthy of being a metropolis. The things sold on Hanzheng Street are not only of a wide variety, but also not expensive. This is the shoulder bag I bought for you. You should have thrown away this handbag long ago!"

She opened the plastic packaging bag and exposed a black leather bag, which was larger than A4 paper, and could be put into my books, plus an acupuncture bag.

She also brought me a set of close-fitting autumn clothes, long pants and white shirts and tie, explaining: "You go to the hospital for further study. You can't do without a suit and shirt. Don't lose the face of us Henan people!"

I couldn't help asking her how much it would cost to buy me so much?

She replied casually: "It didn't cost much, it's only more than a thousand yuan. I know you are not well-off now, so I will pay it back when you pay it later!"

I was speechless. She spent money just like her own.

However, she was quite careful and bought me a dozen underwear and socks, as well as a pair of single leather shoes. This made me feel a little embarrassed. At this moment, the door was pushed open, Pan Gui broke in with sweat on his head, holding a boxed lunch in his hand.

Zheng Xiumin hurriedly said: "You two should have dinner quickly, I've eaten outside!"

Pan Guize explained: "I took on a big job today, but I was so tired, so I came back a little late. Dr. Yuan, are you so hungry?"

I said politely: "You have to be careful of your health and don't work too hard. Let's go to the stairwell to have a meal and let Doctor Zheng rest in the room for a while!"

What he brought back was rice and hand-teared cabbage, and soon the stairwell was filled with the smell of stir-fried cabbage.

But I also smelled a scent of smoke, which I could tell was not from Pan Gui. Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming from the corner of the stairs, so I couldn't help but go forward to check it out. Pan Gui followed me carefully.

On the windowsill at the corner, I saw a red and golden dragon cigarette butt, but the smoker was gone.

"Maybe the patient's family came here to smoke and didn't want others to find out!" Pan Gui explained, and I agreed, and we both squatted on the ground and started eating.

After eating the lunch box, we returned to the ward. Zheng Xiumin was putting on makeup in front of the small mirror, and then said to me: "I have to go back to the guesthouse and report to my superiors about my recent work situation. This holiday is even more tiring than performing tasks!"

Pan Gui nodded to her, and I watched her leave.

"Doctor Zheng is really good to you!" Pan Gui sighed as he looked at the big bags of things.

I casually said: "Doctor Zheng is strict on the surface, but he is still kind on the inside. I am the only fellow villager here!"

Pan Gui responded and said, "I will continue to work in the afternoon. At about three o'clock, the special caregiver will come to take care of Qingqing. You can take a break and make up your sleep!"

I looked at my phone and it was half past one, and there was still half an hour left. After sending Pangui left, I checked Qingqing again. Her signs were normal, so I lay on the escort bed and started to rest.

This time, I did not enter the medicinal warehouse in my sleep, but I still left my body, so I floated out of the ward and arrived at the nurse station. There was only one on duty. In the narrow doctor's office, two medical staff wearing white coats and masks were chatting, talking about the assassination of Mr. Chen, a "rich second-generation" in the city.

After listening carefully, I realized that Chen Hui was not only a "rich second generation" but also a "official second generation". His father Chen Liguo was a deputy section chief of the Hanyang Municipal Government, while his mother opened a shopping mall. His brother-in-law was the director of the Wuhan Municipal Development and Reform Commission.

This spoiled "Young Master Chen" is not short of money and has no serious work, so he makes friends in society. He is used to being domineering, but he doesn't expect to meet a gangster. The two start fighting when they disagree. The gangster was beaten up and pretended to kowtow to admit his mistake. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he pulled out the dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into Chen Hui's abdomen, causing him to lose too much blood and died when he was pulled to the hospital.

This kind of thing is common in metropolis, but it only makes people have a joke after dinner.

I saw that the hanging table on the office wall had already shown that it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, and I returned to the ward and saw that Mei Xiuying had arrived and was wiping Qingqing's body. I merged with my body, opened my eyes, and got out of bed.

The other party ignored me and deliberately untied Qingqing's underwear. From time to time, he swept to me with confusion, meaning that he wanted me to leave, it was inconvenient here.

I had no choice but to get up and leave. I saw that Professor Hong had just started working and knocked on the door outside his office.

He asked me how he worked?

My answer went smoothly and I liked it very much. This time I came to ask him about buying medical books.

He asked me about my education and work experience, and then wrote a book list on the prescription, saying: "In fact, doctors should combine theory and practice. If you have time during the day, you can follow me to check rounds, treat patients and go to the operating table, but as an intern!"

I responded quickly and thanked him.

Back in the ward, I took out a prescription to check it out. The titles of these books are all works of higher medicine and clinical medicine, and they are the latest versions.

After four o'clock, the special caregiver finished work and left.

I took out the needle pack and continued to prick Qingqing to relax her muscles and activate her muscles. When the needle pierced her skin, she did not respond, which meant that she no longer knew the pain, and even the knee reflex and pupil light reflex disappeared.

Theoretically, as long as the human body is still intact, the "vegetative" may wake up. On the contrary, if the patient's body changes, even if the patient wakes up, his life will not last long.

At six o'clock, Pan Gui called me and said that he might have to work until after nine o'clock in the evening before he could come back from work. He asked me to take over the shift first. Qingqing was taken care of by medical staff in the special care unit and there would be no trouble.

I agreed and called Jung Soo-min. She replied in a daze that she was still taking a nap. Then when she looked at her watch, it was already past six o'clock, and hurriedly said, "Wait a moment, I'll go to the hospital now. What do you want to eat at night? I'll bring it to you!"

After I refused, she hung up the phone and went to the hospital restaurant to order a bowl of rice noodles for dinner. The rice noodles were a bit spicy and I couldn't get used to it.

When I returned to the ward, I explained to the nurse on duty and went to the morgue to take over.

When Uncle Weng saw me coming, he told me: "Whenever there is a corpse, he will definitely call to introduce it. After the corpse is delivered, you must check the identity certificate of the deceased, and then ask the family to fill in the identity information of the corpse. Finally, the family members of the deceased can leave. Don't open the door casually at night. You must verify the identity of the other party before opening the door!"

Seeing that Weng Bo looked serious, I asked: "Is anyone here stealing the body?"

The other party asked back: "Who did you hear? The safety measures and systems of morgues in the provincial hospital are the strictest. We must do our business as per the rules. In addition, I forgot to introduce you to it. It is our responsibility to accept the corpse behind the water dispenser and faucet.

While he was still there, I hurriedly asked again: "Does Lao Huang, who is guarding the door in the isolation ward often call to chat at night?"
Chapter completed!