At this moment, something happened that had a great impact on Xie Qingcheng.
In the past few years, there have been three cases of mental Ebola disease discovered in China, of which case No. 3 has been monitored and treated in a private hospital.
It was during that time that Case No. 3 died suddenly.
Before his death, the medical case ran rampant, completely lost his self-awareness, and even accidentally killed his father who had been taking care of him at the bedside.
Xie Qingcheng sat for a long time after hearing the news.
Case No. 3 is the one who has been fighting the disease for the longest time besides him. Xie Qingcheng also followed the research group in charge of his guided treatment for a period of time.
At that time, No. 3 was still normal, and even Xie Qingcheng felt that he would not be defeated.
But he still died.
There was blood everywhere in the ward, like a blooming magnificent manzhushahua.
Judging from the surveillance cameras, No. 3 attacked his own biological father during the onset of the disease. He behaved insanely and became mad. If he did not say in advance that the videotape was a human being, judging from the fuzzy picture alone, he would even It will make people think that this is a beast with a head and sucking blood.
"He doesn't recognize his father at all."
"His dad kept shouting his name, but it didn't work."
"It's terrifying..."
Xie Qingcheng constantly recalled what he saw in the videotape, and recalled the details described by others and him.
At the end, he recalled the appearance of unwilling to give in to the suffering when Case No. 3 was still awake.
No. 3 is already late, and the kind of drug newly developed in the United States cannot relieve it.
But Xie Qingcheng still has options... He still has a chance.
Finally, at the end of the funeral of his father on the 3rd, Xie Qingcheng came to Qin Ciyan and said:
"Teacher, I am willing to accept the new drug treatment."
Everything should be back on track.
Everything can go back to the right track, it is fate that treats him well.
Xie Qingcheng began to take the special medicine, and he could feel that his mind was indeed no longer as alert as before.
But his health, his strength, seemed to be slowly coming back into his body again.
Finally one day, when he completed a five-kilometer cross-country with a sandbag on his back, he knew that he was no longer the first patient.
He is Xie Qingcheng.
Many years ago, Xie Qingcheng, who had imagined that one day he could be equipped with a police rank and put on a police uniform.
But unfortunately, the physical strength has come back, but the years can't come back.
He has missed forever and the original dream. The reality is that he will graduate, become a psychiatrist, and then live his life in peace and tranquility.
At that time, he didn't want to cause too much trouble, and he no longer had the wisdom to support him to do too many things.
Xie Qingcheng only intends to devote the rest of his efforts to the overcoming of mental illness.
He remembered what hell was like.
So he didn't want to let more people fall into it.
It was for this reason that when He Jiwei approached him and asked him to be a personal doctor for He Yu, he did not immediately agree. Because he doesn't have that much energy to disperse.
It is important to save a person, but he still has more topics waiting for breakthrough and exploration, such as depression, bipolar disorder, autism that more people are still suffering from...
And so on, and so on.
If he hadn't seen Lu Zhishu treat the child like that, if he hadn't seen with his own eyes that He Yu was suffering heavier pain than he ever had.
He shouldn't have stayed.
How much is He Yu an accident in his life.
Xie Qingcheng couldn't tell anyone that he was also the recipient of rn13, the legendary first emperor.
But he ultimately chose to stay with No. 4.
Stay with that lonely child.
Endless Xia Changri Fangfei, when the young dragon curled up helplessly and cried out, hoping that a living person could understand his suffering and receive his Hertz, Xie Qingcheng heard his solitary cry, but Unable to respond, he could only look at him quietly, and then extended his hand to the boy just like Qin Ciyan once extended his hand to him.
Ask, don't you feel pain
Things were supposed to go smoothly like this.
He will stay with He Yu for ten years according to the agreement He Jiwei signed with him. He Yu really lacked love. He lived lonelier and more miserable than any other mental Ebola patient.
He said that none of you understood me, and he didn't know that there was another case in the world who almost completely overcame the disease and became a normal person.
Although Xie Qingcheng encouraged him, he couldn't say much, so he used to worry about his encouragement, and He Yu couldn't fully listen to it.
Fortunately, He Yu was not so rebellious, and he was still good in the end.
He firmly remembered what Xie Qingcheng taught him, and he followed Xie Qingcheng's calmness step by step, walking the road that Xie Qingcheng walked.
Xie Qingcheng could have taken him away from the deep swamp of disease in this way.
If it weren't for Qin Ciyan's accident later.
"Old Qin, what you do sometimes is too rash."
I don't know how many times Qin Ciyan was harassed by doctors, reported and complained because of his kindness and consideration for patients.
Xie Qingcheng stood by the window sill of his office and said this while looking at the heavy rain outside the window.
At that time, Qin Ciyan was in his sixties, retired from Yanzhou, and was rehired by Shanghai Medical Department.
Xie Qingcheng has also graduated and became a doctor in Shanghai Medical Hospital.
The two of them, as before, never showed any familiarity in front of outsiders.
Therefore, all the disciples of Qin Ciyan did not know that Dr. Xie from the mental health department was actually their senior brother. Xie Qingcheng is a person hidden in the dark, forever unknown.
"Look at you, no big or small. I used to do these things too often? The doctor makes trouble. The patient is in a bad mood and doesn't understand. Sometimes it makes people very helpless. But am I not a doctor, the doctor always I can't be led by the patient's nose. I can't see the doctor as they want me to see the doctor, right? If I know that a certain way is good for the patient, no matter how much the other person doesn't understand, I have to do it. Do it. It's my responsibility. I'm in my sixtieth year, and I have to be right with my conscience."
Xie Qingcheng frowned and sighed: "Old Qin, some things have changed. Now society is becoming more and more complicated, not as simple as you think."
"Yes, you are an old doctor and a national scholar." Xie Qingcheng saw Qin Ciyan's expression and knew what he wanted to say, so he went on, "But it has nothing to do with your status. They complained , Reporting, it is harmless to you, and it will not affect you at all. But now the medical troubles are not limited to paper - the man last time - you were almost beaten by him. "
"Which man?"
"It's just that his wife's head was hit by a falling object, and the person who has not found out who the object is."
"Oh..." Qin Ciyan remembered, "Hey, he."
"If it wasn't for a security guard who happened to stop by, I don't know how things would develop." Xie Qingcheng reminded him seriously, "The grandson has a kitchen knife. Don't forget it."
Qin Ciyan was embarrassed and stopped talking.
When he was young, he often educated Xie Qingcheng more, but now that he is old, his ears are smoother, his heart is softer, and his temper is more gentle than before.
Most likely it was Xie Qingcheng who was training him.
Qin Ciyan listened to Xie Qingcheng and he told him a lot of things, in a word, so that he can no longer be as unruly as before, risking his own life to do something.
After listening to him, Qin Ciyan suddenly laughed, the old man didn't look good, but Xie Qingcheng couldn't wait for such a smile, he could see the old man when he was 100 years old, and he could still show it vividly on his face.
The old man said, "Xiao Xie. Do you know what I'm thinking about?"
"… "
"I'm thinking, if Zhouzhou can survive, it should teach me to adapt to your era like you."
Xie Qingcheng stopped lecturing.
Qin Ciyan in white smiled with his hands behind his back, looking at Xie Qingcheng in white.
"Then do you know what I'm thinking?"
"What are you thinking?"
"I was thinking that if my dad was still alive, he would be about the same age as you. When I said these things to him, he probably had the attitude you like to listen to or not listen to."
Qin Ciyan laughed and stepped forward to pat Xie Qingcheng on the shoulder.
"Listen to it, listen to it."
"Don't worry, Xiao Xie, I believe people's hearts won't be so sinister... Don't look like this. I'll pay attention to it in the future. It'll be fine."
But Xie Qingcheng heard that he didn't listen at all.
Qin Ciyan just didn't listen, Qin Ciyan was just perfunctory.
After this conversation was over, Qin Ciyan continued to do his work from the angle closest to the patient, even if he violated the hospital rules. Because he said that he is a doctor. For a doctor, dogma, rules, and even reputation are not the most important things. He is a doctor to save people. If even this matter, he has to be timid because of complaints, reports, and medical troubles, then why should he be a doctor
A person with ideals can be murdered, tortured, and even killed, but the heart of a person with ideals will never be defeated.
If the old man wanted to say this, Xie Qingcheng had no choice. The only thing that made Xie Qingcheng feel relieved was that after Mr. Qin's daughter went abroad to get married, Mr. Qin probably finally wanted to go home and spend more time with his wife. The number of overtime hours Much less.
But he has been busy all his life and is no longer used to being free. During his time off at home, Qin Ciyan began to organize his writings.
Qin Ciyan has accumulated a lot of experience in his life. If he were to sort out and transcribe them into a set, it would be a huge work, which would benefit many people who were mired in illness.
But before Lao Qin's book was finished, the sky in Huzhou was overcast.
Elbehai killed the doctor and took the life of this old man who spent most of his life running around for the sick.
On that day, if there was no Elbehai, the old man planned to go home and celebrate his wife's birthday.
The old man even had a gift in his pocket, which Xie Qingcheng had put in his office in the morning—a silkworm handkerchief pierced by the best embroidery lady in Suzhou. Many of the older generation still have the habit of carrying a handkerchief or two by their side.
The handkerchief is custom-made, with many small sea-moon jellyfish embroidered on it with light-colored silver thread.
Xie Qingcheng later saw the handkerchief among the relics released by the police.
There was blood all over it.
Can't see anything.
The gentleness and kindness of 650 million years could have withered in the palm of a murderer thug in his thirties.
Xie Qingcheng became addicted to smoking at that time.
Qin Ciyan's smoke seemed to be back in his hands.
Whenever he smoked, he smelled the familiar breath, and he would feel that the old man had never left.
On the day of Qin Ciyan's memorial service, many people in the hospital went to the scene.
Xie Qingcheng also submitted an application, but was rejected by the court.
The reason is that he is not a student of Qin Ciyan, nor is he a comrade-in-arms in the same department who fought side by side with Professor Qin.
Their departments have already sent representatives to attend the memorial service. Although the loss of an academician is a great tragedy, the hospital still needs to operate normally, and not everyone can ask for leave on that day to see Mr. Qin on his last journey.
He has to be the most important person around him.
And Xie Qingcheng was nothing.
No one in this world even knows who sent the handkerchief in Qin Ciyan's relics.
Who made Xiu Niang write on the handkerchief: To the teacher.
It was Qin Ciyan who gave Xie Qingcheng a second life in the fact that Xie Qingcheng died in the investigation of his parents' murder.
A man who lost his beloved son forever and a boy whose parents abandoned him met in Yanzhou, where the snow was falling that year.
Then there was the company that no one knew for twenty years. As time goes by, men have become old men, and young men can run away. They are like masters and apprentices, like fathers and sons, like brothers, like comrades-in-arms. In billions of years, personal friendship may be fleeting, but it will never be trivial.
Because all sincere emotions, all lofty ideals, and all pure kindness possess the heaviest and greatest power in this world.
This is the reason why those walking dead people in Elbehai have lived their whole lives and can't understand it.
Xie Qingcheng, who was nothing, stayed in the consultation room on the day his master was cremated, accepting one patient after another bemoaning his misfortune.
At half past ten, he pressed the button to pause the call.
He got up and went to the window. The small window on that side became the last bridge connecting him and the teacher.
There were countless times when Qin Ciyan came to their department for a walk, just by the window and Xie Qingcheng smiled and said a few words and smoked a cigarette.
Xie Qingcheng was very annoying to him at that time, saying that you can stop smoking, you are so old, you are still a doctor, what is it like to always smoke like this.
Qin Ciyan laughed and said, the little bunny is taking care of your teacher again.
It was raining heavily outside, exactly the same as when Qin Ciyan stretched out his hand to him, who was sitting on the steps, struggling.
The whistle sounded, the police car cleared the way, and even in the high-rise building of the hospital, the cry of the people who sent farewell to Academician Qin from below could be heard.
They watched the funeral car drive solemnly and slowly on the avenue, holding white chrysanthemums in their hands, and reciting eulogies such as "Hanging the Pot to Help the World" and "The Country's Peerless".
But Xie Qingcheng, who was standing by the small window, looked at the hearse through the rain, but Qin Ciyan said with a smile:
"Xiao Xie, you train me again."
"If Zhouzhou is still alive, then he's about the same age as you, and he's not sure that he'll treat his father as much as you do."
Zhouzhou has been gone for more than 20 years.
So much so that a white-haired father who sent black-haired men could finally mention it to Xie Qingcheng so calmly and tenderly on those sunny afternoons.
Xie Qingcheng watched him go away and lit a cigarette.
Then he put it next to the window where Qin Ciyan had stood smoking many times and talked and laughed with him.
Soot rustled.
Qing Oi transformed into Brooklyn jellyfish in the pouring rain. From earlier years, from Qin Ciyan to study in the United States, when Academician Qin was still a classmate of Xiao Qin, she came to this white and unsullied elder. Say goodbye.
"This is the last cigarette, Lao Qin."
Xie Qingcheng stood in the smoke, muttered softly, and closed his eyes.
At that moment, the smell of the cigarette made him very peaceful.
It seems that Qin Ciyan has not left yet, and nothing terrifying has happened yet.
The old man was still hunched over, standing beside him, and he would return to the office next door in a while, and he would gently close his door before leaving.
Xie Qingcheng even felt that he vaguely heard the slight "click".
But he knew it was just his own hallucination.
His teacher, his half-father, the best doctor he has ever met in his life, the kind teacher and kind father he will never meet again.
never come back.
The convoy outside was getting farther away, the cannons were fired solemnly, and the smoke inside the house was exhausted.
There was a bunch of lilies in Xie Qingcheng's office, and he gently threw the bunch of white flowers down the stairs. He knew that chrysanthemum was not Qin Ciyan's favorite flower, and the old man would prefer Lily Fangfei's farewell.
At that moment, Xie Qingcheng finally burst into tears.
He seems to have become the teenager from more than ten years ago - and only today, when he bids farewell to his teacher, can he return to a teenager for the last time.
The author has something to say: when I read the comments a long time ago, I saw a reader asking when Brother Xie became addicted to smoking, and some replied that it was when he divorced Li Rouqiu, but it was not. At that time, I just wrote about him I smoke a lot. I have never written about when I became addicted to smoking. I hope you don't misunderstand. Divorce will not make him learn to smoke, but Qin Lao's death can...
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