This is the first time I've heard of Mu Mu's story. In the past, he didn't like to talk much, and he didn't like to talk about himself.
In fact, it seems that the four of us, the four jackals, are really a strange combination. Each of us seems to have a special experience of our own, and these special experiences have brought us four weird people together. However, although we have a strong relationship, we rarely ask about each other's past... Neither of us likes to gossip. And everyone knows that if you respect your friend, respect his secrets!
Sometimes, I also thought about it, could Mu Mu's character be cultivated since childhood
"I graduated from XX Medical University." Mu Mu's soft words interrupted my daydream: "I have always hoped that I could become a doctor with excellent medical skills. Tell me, maybe you don't believe me, when I was young , people of the same age admire many idols, some like Chow Yun-fat, some like Michael Jackson, oh, guess who was my idol at that time?"
"who?"
"Bethune."
This answer is really outrageous. I had already taken out a cigarette from the cigarette case, but my hands trembled when I heard the words, the cigarette fell to the ground, and I stared at the wood with rounded eyes: "What?!"
"It's true." Mu Mu's expression remained unchanged.
Wood continued to tell:
Afterwards, he studied hard and was admitted to a medical university a few years later, but because of his hard work in middle school, he became a nerd in the eyes of his peers, a weird person who didn't like to talk. But the wood doesn't care.
After entering the medical university, his talent and intelligence made him stand out quickly and became a top student. In the first year, he attracted the attention of many professors with his excellent grades in all subjects.
"At that time, I firmly believed that I would become the best young surgeon." Mu Mu said lightly: "And I seem to be born to do this job. The first time I took the class of dissecting cadavers, my thirty or so classmates All the bile vomited came out, but I didn't change my face and helped the professor clean up the operating table. At that time, even I couldn't help but feel that I was very cold-blooded."
"Uh..." I remembered the scene in Canada where Mu Mu used human dissection to intimidate two captives to extract a confession, and smiled: "You are indeed quite cold-blooded."
Mu Mu smiled: "Later, the second academic year passed, because my grades were very good, several old professors admired me very much, and three old professors have told me directly that I can take his postgraduate entrance examination in the future. All my My classmates see me as a genius...although they also see me as a monster."
"In the past, I regarded doctors as the most noble profession in this world... Doctors eliminate diseases in this world, relieve people's pain, save patients from illness, and reshape patients' health... This is the most noble profession in my mind, but... "Wood sighed, and said lightly: "I was wrong. After the end of the second school year, I was recommended by several professors because of my excellent grades. I was an intern in a big hospital. The professors valued me because I had excellent grades, and they allowed me to experience the real atmosphere in the hospital two years in advance. They thought it would be good for my growth. As a result... I did grow, and I know How naive and ridiculous it was before me."
Mu Mu looked into my eyes, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and slowly said: "Doctor, indeed is a noble profession... But in China, doctor is one of the most despicable and hypocritical professions!"
"During my internship, I was assigned to the outpatient clinic of that hospital. I and two other classmates followed the doctor to attend the outpatient clinic. As a result... I really learned a lot..." Mu Mu said here, looked at me and smiled. : "Chen Yang, what do you think is the most 'snobby' job in the world?"
"You mean...doctor?" I couldn't help asking.
"It's a doctor, that's right." Mu Mu said lightly, "It's a doctor. You may not know it, but I can tell you that at least in China, doctors in many large hospitals have a unique skill... that is, when a patient comes to see a doctor Sometimes, they can tell at a glance whether the patient is rich or not from the way the patient dresses and behaves! Whether the income level is high or low! And... this is very important."
"On the first day when we went to the doctor's outpatient clinic, a few of us students were just helpers, helping to deliver some diagnostic tools, or copying medical records or prescriptions. But what I find strange is that the doctor...he is giving every doctor who comes to the clinic After seeing a doctor, most of the patients would ask, 'what do you do?' intentionally or unintentionally. It seems that this is just a small talk, or a casual sentence... But this sentence, he almost has to ask every patient. I was very surprised at the time. Later I realized: only knowing the occupation of the patient, it is easier to judge whether the patient is rich or not, and whether the economic conditions are good or bad. Then... "
Mu Mu shook his head: "Then, patients with good occupations and high incomes will be prescribed more expensive medicines. Patients with poor occupations and low incomes will be prescribed cheaper medicines. Of course...you must not think that this is that doctor Good intentions, considerate to help patients. But... No matter whether the income is high or low, the medicines he prescribes will be stuck at the critical point that your financial adjustment can bear. I clearly remember that it was my first day as a trainee, and I started my I also asked a very stupid question. Because of the same two patients with viral influenza, there is no difference in pathology in my opinion. But for the first patient, the doctor prescribed more than 700 yuan of medicine for him, and for the second patient Patient, the doctor asked him to spend more than four hundred yuan." As Mu Mu said, he took a deep breath of the cigarette: "Chen Yang, do you know, in fact, in my opinion, that kind of cold costs a hundred and ten yuan. , that’s already a lot. It’s just... heh, hospitals want benefits, and doctors want rebates... Naturally, the more medicines prescribed, the better.”
"The next day... I went the earliest, and the first patient I received was a woman suffering from common bronchitis. The woman was well dressed and seemed to be quite rich. The doctor asked her to do it without saying a word. One X-ray, more than 100 yuan, and then another CT, more than 300 yuan... You may not know that every order that is issued has a doctor's signature on it, recording which doctor prescribed these, and then... Of course, the money is divided according to the benefits. In the end, the woman who seems to be quite rich has a bronchitis, and it took more than a thousand to see it... In fact, in my opinion, she just needs to take a little medicine and pay attention Just keep warm. It's a simple disease."
"On the third day, on the fourth day... what happened every day after that, every day subverted my previous concepts, my beliefs, and even... my beliefs! The doctors in those big hospitals, any chief doctor, are all at home. I have a house and a car, but if I earn their salary, I won’t be able to afford those things even after 30 years! Why is this? Doctor... is one of the highest-paying professions at present. After the one-month internship, I will return to When I got to school, I became taciturn from then on.”
"In the fourth year of university, I went to the hospital again as an intern. Instead of being sent to the outpatient department, I followed the surgeon... and then..." Mu Mu said lightly: "You must also know that the current patient is undergoing surgery Before, it was almost an open secret to secretly give red envelopes to the attending doctor. But there are many names for these red envelopes, for example, after hospitalization, before surgery, and even on the same day Before the operating table... and before the doctor prepares, hurry to his office and send another one! This is called 'Three Passes'. If any patient fails to complete the three passes, then..." Wood "hehe" laughed twice : "I have seen too much. Almost every hospitalized patient is a doctor's small coffers. If you don't need oxygen, give him oxygen! Oxygen will not harm people. Anyway, this inhalation is big As for what medicine you take and what medicine to inject during your hospitalization, these are all decided by the attending doctor... The patient does not understand, the family members do not understand, even if they understand, so what? Die? Transfer? Most of the patients in each hospital This is the case. Even if you change a hospital, it will still be the same. Do you complain? Is it useful to complain? "
Mu Mu's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he clenched his fists: "Do you know? This is the career I have been striving for for many years, and I hope to do it!"
"Later, when I was an intern in the hospital, I met a patient...a little girl." Mu Mu sighed: "Thirteen years old, just started middle school, probably...about the same age as YOYO. That girl looks very clean , very delicate. She was unfortunate. She had a car accident, ruptured spleen, and internal bleeding. After the operation, she was observed and treated in the hospital. Her family seemed to have no money, no father, and only one mother. The doctor would not pay much attention to such a patient with little money Yes, it's just a routine inspection every day, and I won't put too much energy on this kind of patient. Because I know that her family doesn't have much money, it's impossible to give too many red envelopes, and she can't afford expensive medicines. I At that time, I was assigned to patrol the bed at night, and I saw the girl lying alone. I asked her how she felt, but she respected me very much. She said, "Thank you doctor, thank you for curing me." She was very weak, But very optimistic. Just told me that there was some stomach pain. I thought it was a normal phenomenon after the operation. I helped her look at it and found nothing. I told her attending doctor, and the guy said nothing. In the next few days, When I round the bed, I will stay and talk to her for a while... This girl is very simple, and she is full of respect for the white coat I wear. Yes... I can see that it is a very simple Respect. She thinks the doctor cured her, and she is grateful."
"And then?" I sighed.
"Later..." Mu Mu said lightly, "I couldn't help her too much, I was just a trainee, and I wasn't even a formal doctor, so I could only take care of her as much as I could. Even after work, I would go to accompany her for a while. I Bought her something to eat. Children, like to read comics..." Mu Mu smiled: "Now you know why I like to read comics so much? This habit was brought to me by her. She said she likes to read comics , but a manga is very expensive, she can’t afford it, and my classmates usually lend it to her to read. So one day when I was shopping in a bookstore, I bought a lot on impulse, and then I took one to her every day to read.”
"And... what happened later?" I already had a premonition in my heart that something was wrong, but I could only ask this question.
"Later..." Mu Mu closed his eyes and thought for a while: "Oh... I've seen her mother twice, a pretty woman, dressed very simply, in her thirties, but a little haggard. This woman doesn't know I was just a trainee, and when she saw me in a white coat, she held my hand and begged me to take good care of her daughter. I really couldn't say a word at that time... until... "
At this point, Mu Mu slammed the cigarette out, then re-lit a cigarette, took several puffs violently, and almost smoked half of a cigarette in one stroke. Instead of continuing, he asked me: " Well, you know the XX Square in our city, right?"
"... I know." My heart sank!
Of course I know the square that Mu Mu mentioned, and it's also quite famous. And it's famous in a special way.
On the edge of that square, there are often some "floating warblers" activities at night, which are commonly known as "street girls". These are the lowest-grade prostitutes, they are all aged and decrepit. There is no fixed nightclub willing to take such aged and decrepit women, they can only make a living on the street.
Mu Mu shook his head and said in a low voice: "One night, I got off work late, and when I passed by that square, I saw the little girl's mother talking with a man by the side of the road, looking furtive, and then the two left Got it." Having said that, he looked up at me: "Do you understand?"
"Understood." I felt a bit bitter in my mouth.
"Well, I didn't sleep well that night." Mu Mu sighed: "I don't know what to think, I can't even remember what I thought, but when I went to the hospital the next day..."
"What happened to that girl?" I sighed too. I got it.
"Yes, something happened to her. She said that she had a stomachache. I told the doctor in charge, but he didn't care. Something went wrong. The girl had complications, and the test results required reoperation... Do you know why? During the operation, I found a small piece of cotton yarn from the girl's stomach! It was left in the girl's stomach by that damned quack doctor during the last operation! That bastard!"
"Later... later."
"She died later." Mu Mu didn't say anything more carefully this time, but stood up, threw away the cigarette butt, and said in a simple and vague way: "Medical accident. The girl's mother made a big fuss in the hospital , but to no avail."
He raised his foot to put out the cigarette butt, and then told me: "Later, after I graduated, I didn't choose to stay and go to graduate school. I rejected the kind invitations of several old professors. I entered the hospital as a doctor, but I was already discouraged. Cold. I am completely desperate for this industry. Some of the classmates around me soon joined forces. They made a lot of money, and some kept themselves clean. I went to the street club to work in the epidemic prevention station... Hell, a talented student of brain surgery was sent to the street epidemic prevention station to do those boring jobs such as preventing infectious diseases, checking sanitation, etc.! And I, having been in the hospital for two years, I walked alone, and finally..." Mu Mu said: "One day, I met the attending doctor of that little girl, and that guy had already reached the level of deputy chief doctor. I beat him up and knocked out some of his front teeth, and as a result... I was kicked out of the hospital and went to a small community clinic to check the health of those retired old people... Hehe."
I couldn't speak... and didn't know what I could, or should say.
"I like YOYO very much." Mu Mu said lightly: "When I brought her back to China, I asked a few of my old classmates to help her legs. YOYO knew that I was a doctor, and she also said to me, 'Thank you, doctor. , thank you.', just this sentence, I just..." Mu Mu shook his head suddenly, then turned his face away, and said in a low voice: "Chen Yang, please do me a favor and arrange for me to go to the United States. I want to take care of YOYO. I can study in the United States, maybe I can get a medical license. When YOYO finishes studying abroad, I will come back and help you build your charity hall."
I swallowed all the words I wanted to keep, I didn't hesitate any more, I just nodded: "Okay!"
I understand wood.
Really understand.
From the sadness in his eyes, I knew the pain in the heart of this wooden, quiet man.
It was the pain of a broken faith. He aspired to be a doctor since he was a child, and he aspired to embark on this noble profession, but he was beaten to the ground by the reality, and his heart was disheartened.
Wood is an idealist. pity…
After Mu Mu's decision was made known to others, everyone was a little surprised. Qiao Qiao and Aze also kept Mu Mu, but they couldn't change Mu Mu's decision. And Mu Mu didn't tell others his story.
As for me, I didn't say anything more.
Perhaps because of these things, there is one less "Doctor Mu" in this world, but one more "wood".