Just when the doctor went to call Zhang Wenhua for instructions, the drunk man was pushed out, and the doctor and nurse pushed him to a general ward.

Ling You looked at the man on the bed and sighed, "Why bother?"

Then he turned around and fetched a basin of water, asked the nurse for a towel, and when he came back, he wiped the man's face stained with vomit and blood.

Not long after, the doctor came in: "I have asked Dean Zhang for instructions, and he agrees with your approach. I just didn't know Dr. Ling's identity. Please forgive me. After all, we are doing things according to the rules."

Ling You waved his hand: "Thank you for your hard work."

After Ling You got the permission, he stepped forward to give the drunk man a wake-up treatment, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that the doctor didn't leave, and he didn't care.

The reason why the doctor didn't leave was because Ling You had a way to relieve alcoholism and anesthesia for patients. He had never heard of it, let alone experienced it. When he first heard about Ling You, he felt that Ling You was bragging.

, but when I just called Dean Zhang, he was full of praise for him when I visited him in advance. This shocked the doctor, so he also wanted to take a look with a dubious attitude.

What ability does Ling You have?

I saw Ling You pull out three more silver needles from his belt and pierce the drunk man's three acupuncture points respectively. About seven or eight minutes later, he took out a small bottle from his pants pocket, opened the bottle, and put it in

Under the man's nose.

The doctor stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes. In just a few breaths, the drunk man slowly opened his eyes.

The doctor was shocked: Oh my god, this is so amazing. Is this... you're awake now?

When Ling You saw that the drunk man had woken up, he turned to the doctor and said, "Can you please make him a bowl of ginger soup so that he can... feel comfortable?" Ling You wanted to say before leaving,

But the drunk man was already conscious. He thought it was cruel, so he swallowed his words.

The doctor recovered from the shock: "Oh, okay, okay, I'll go right away."

When Ling You saw the doctor leaving, he moved a chair and sat down in front of the hospital bed.

The drunk man looked at Ling You weakly: "You...who are you?"

Ling You didn't want the drunk man to feel any psychological pressure, so he forced out a smile and said, "My name is Ling You, I'm a doctor. You collapsed in front of the hotel. I sent you to the hospital."

The drunk man wanted to get up, but he stretched out the incision where he had just been operated. It was too painful, so he stopped moving. He coughed twice in pain and said gratefully: "Thank you."

Although Ling You is used to seeing life and death, he can't always accept the way people behave before leaving. He doesn't want to face the person who is talking to you at this moment and will leave this world forever in a while.

When the drunk man saw Ling You's appearance, he forced out a smile: "I know my own body well, I won't live long." ωωw..net

After hearing this, Ling You felt sad: "I'm so ashamed. As a doctor, I can't save you."

In the impression of many people, Ling You's medical skills are like magical magic that can bring people back to life. However, only Ling You knows that he is just a doctor, not a god who can bring the dead back to life. Sometimes, the cure

If it doesn't work, it means it can't be cured. When Ling You, a young man, faced a patient that he couldn't cure for the first time, he would lock himself in a side room of the Sanqitang courtyard for a few days and read medical books, feeling guilty that his medical skills were not good.

But as time goes by, he sees more and more patients, and there will always be a few patients who cannot be cured. He also slowly accepts the fact that everyone will grow old, sick, and die, no longer blames himself, and learns to let go. Passed oneself.

The drunk man shook his head after hearing this: "Everyone has his own destiny. I have long expected that this day will come to me, but I didn't expect it to come so soon."

Ling You was a little confused: "Then why do you still drink too much?"

The man opened his eyes and shed a tear after a moment, but then he smiled bitterly: "I can't help myself."

Ling You knew what he wanted to say. Yes, the dying people he had seen would recall their own lives before closing their eyes, so Ling You did not interrupt, but waited quietly for this man to come by himself. explain.

The drunk man sighed first, and then said slowly: "My name is Shen Fan. I am the mayor of Liushan Town, Pinggu County, Yuchuan City, Hedong Province. I have been passionate about developing the countryside since I graduated from university. I have worked from village secretary to town secretary. But the more I worked, the more I realized that this was not as simple as I imagined. I wanted to help the villagers get rid of poverty and become rich. In order to apply for the investment completion of an agricultural project, I had to pay a smile from the town, drink, and then drink in the county. I drank from the county to the city, and then accompanied the city leaders to the province. Finally, I was told that the completion of this project depended on the opinions of the ministries and commissions. I relied on connections to find contacts and paid my own money to come to the capital, and then I met with the ministries and commissions. A department-level leader, to show his sincerity, drank three large bowls of high-strength white wine before talking about business, but by the time I got to the city after drinking, I had already been diagnosed with gastric perforation."

The more Shen Fan talked, the more excited he became, and he cried loudly, his cries full of grievance and unwillingness.

Ling You frowned. He felt incredible. He couldn't imagine why the grassroots leaders wanted to do something for the people sincerely, but they had to drink themselves until their stomachs were perforated and had stomach bleeding.

After Shen Fan calmed down for a moment, he looked at Ling You and continued: "Doctor Ling, you said you couldn't save me. You are very ashamed. But I have spent several years and still can't save the 56,000 people in our town." There are more than a thousand villagers, and I am even more ashamed."

Shen Fan grabbed Ling You's hand: "The villagers in our place are very simple, but just because of poverty, they can't turn over for generations. The children there are innocent and kind, but they can't even buy a pair of cotton shoes in winter, no matter what Rain and snow, if you want to go to school, you have to walk more than ten miles of mountain roads. Many children can't stand this kind of hardship and stop studying. But this also forms a vicious circle. The poorer they are, the less educated they are, and the less educated they are, the poorer they are. I am here When fighting for this project, I stood in front of many villagers and said that we should let them have spacious roads, let their children study in spacious and bright classrooms, and make every household rich, so that a little girl can He held my hand like this and asked me with tears in his eyes: Uncle Mayor, are you telling the truth? Can I really study in the big classroom? The little girl’s hands were covered with frostbite and she had to do farm work at home. I promised her that she would be able to do it, and the mayor uncle will definitely do it."

Shen Fan suddenly let go of Ling You's hand and lay down, with tears streaming down his face: "I broke my promise, she will definitely blame me."

After saying that, regardless of the pain in his body, he covered his face and cried bitterly.

Ling You also shed a tear from the corner of his eye at this time. He turned around and wiped the tears clean, then turned back to Shen Fan and said: "You tried your best, and you didn't break your promise. You have done everything you can, and you have paid as much as you can." They will not blame you for all you have given, even your life."

Shen Fan suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Ling You quickly stood up to stop the bleeding.

But Shen Fan stopped Ling You and said feebly: "Don't bother, Doctor Ling."

Ling You naturally knew that Shen Fan was exhausted and had reached his limit.

Shen Fan gasped weakly, and slowly began to breathe in less and out more. He used the last bit of his strength to say with an expression that was half a smile, half a cry, "I, when I first started working, I have set a motto for myself: I can live in thousands of mansions and protect the world... All poor people will be happy. Now this motto has not been realized yet, and it will become an epitaph. "

After Shen Fan said the last word, he no longer breathed, but his eyes were fixed on the ceiling and could not be closed.
Chapter completed!