Shen Shiyan only had time to explain at the door, and then rushed to the emergency room. Gu Chennian was standing at the door, covering her mouth and crying silently. She clasped the door frame with one hand, and when she saw him coming, she shivered for a long time, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Shen Shiyan saw Lao Gu lying on the bed with his eyes closed tightly, his face turned pale by the breathing mask. At that moment, he could even hear his heavy breathing amid the chaos.
And before he had time to take a step and walk to the bedside, he heard a very familiar long sound. Shen Shiyan's legs suddenly softened.
"Penicillin allergy, time of death..."
There was a wailing sound in his ears, it was Gu Chennian.
At that time, Shen Shiyan hoped that he had hallucinated, or just had a nightmare that made him sweaty. He was clearly the one who said he wanted to drink with him a few days ago, how could he lie in front of him like this
But did not wake up.
"My grandfather just has a cold... He just has a cold..." Gu Chennian rushed to the hospital bed, he held Lao Gu's hand and looked at Shen Shiyan when his eyes were blurred, "Brother Shiyan, hurry up... hurry up save my grandpa..."
Hearing this, the doctor in charge of the rescue turned to look behind.
Shen Shiyan felt someone pat him on the back and said something to him. Immediately afterwards, all the doctors and nurses in the room went out, leaving only the three of them.
Penicillin allergy, penicillin allergy. There were only these words left in Shen Shiyan's mind, and it was not until he touched Lao Gu Bingliang's hand that he suddenly woke up and trembled. It was really a bit unstoppable, he didn't even know when he knelt beside the bed. Gu Chennian was still crying, he quietly looked at Lao Gu for a long time: "Old Gu..."
Such a meeting was too unfamiliar to the two of them, and they called out "Lao Gu" but no one answered, and Shen Shiyan didn't know what to say. For the first time, he imagined that many family members who had collapsed and lost their minds before, asked him to get up to drink, and asked him to go home with him quickly.
He closed his eyes fiercely, and held Lao Gu's hand to his forehead.
"You're sick, call me."
I don't need a doctor like me, what kind of fluid are you going to infuse
In the corridor, a young doctor was squatting with his head in his arms. When Shen Shiyan came out, he stood up with a trembling mouth, perhaps because he had stood for too long, or perhaps because of the fear and guilt that could no longer hold in his heart, he did not stand up straight at all, but looked like a young man. An old man with a hunched back.
"Doctor Shen... I really didn't mean it."
Shen Shiyan knew this person. He was a doctor at a clinic over his house. Once, the tape around his nails was gone, so he temporarily went to buy a roll of medical tape from him.
"Why is there such a degree of allergy?" Shen Shiyan looked at his face, and his words were calm, even close to cold.
"Changed..." The doctor suddenly started to cry, he whimpered, covered his mouth and lowered his head, "I changed a batch of medicines today, I...I had a skin test the day before yesterday...and nothing happened..."
"'In view of the different types and quantities of allergens contained in domestic medicines due to different technological processes, skin tests should be repeated when drugs from different manufacturers or different production batches from the same manufacturer are replaced in the middle of medication to ensure safety.'"
Shen Shiyan, who had been standing quietly, suddenly grabbed the collar of the person in front of him, and pulled him in front of him. "Have you ever studied in school?"
"I didn't do it on purpose," the young doctor shook his head desperately, "Doctor Shen... I know Uncle Gu, I won't hurt him, but... He saw that his granddaughter was asleep... So he told me not to do the skin test, hurry up I lost at one point... I think the first two days have been fine, and it's fine, just... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... "
Shen Shiyan looked at him motionlessly, listening to his explanation and repentance expressionlessly. After a long silence, he let go of him slumped. This person is still wearing a white coat, clothes that can be seen almost every day, but at this moment, Shen Shiyan's eyes hurt.
Before turning to leave, he said, "Take off your clothes."
There are so many professions in this world, only the doctor is responsible for repairing life. And no life can afford the word "sorry". In the pain and numbness, Shen Shiyan remembered that it was his father who had said this to him.
Lao Gu's children rushed to the hospital quickly. They did not disturb Grandma Osmanthus at night. Gu Chennian's mother went to the courtyard to accompany her.
For so many years as a doctor, Shen Shiyan turned in the class ahead of schedule for the first time. When he was undressing in the office, he suddenly lost his strength and slumped to the ground like a slump, sitting for a long time.
Grandma Osmanthus loves to suffer from high blood pressure, and her legs are not very good, so everyone did not wake her up at night. The next morning, unable to hide it, Lao Gu's daughter whispered to her when she woke up, "Mom, Dad is gone."
Shen Shiyan was there at that time, or he didn't leave Lao Gu's house overnight. Because I was afraid that Grandma Osmanthus would be too emotional, and there would be another accident.
The already wrinkled eyelids trembled, and after a long time, the old man raised his hand and folded the uncombed white hair beside his ears.
"Let's go..." Grandma Osmanthus said in a very low voice, as if she murmured unconsciously. After a while of silence, she took her daughter's hand, raised her face and asked her, "Isn't it just a cold... Oh, Nian Nian measured him, and he still has a little fever... Why, just left?"
When she said the last sentence, Grandma Osmanthus looked at Shen Shiyan, probably because he was the only doctor in this room. Shen Shiyan saw trust, expectation, and tears in those eyes. His squatting movement was difficult and stiff, and he held the hand that already showed clear blood vessels. It took a lot of effort to squeeze a word out of his throat.
"Lao Gu is allergic to the infusion, and he was not rescued."
He saw those eyes closed for a moment, then opened again, becoming chaotic like a thick fog. He couldn't speak anymore because of the pain and soreness, so he could only hold her tightly.
Lao Gu's daughter choked and explained some more, but Shen Shiyan didn't have the courage to raise her head from beginning to end.
The hand in his hand moved suddenly, and the person in front of him no longer sat quietly, as if struggling to get up, Shen Shiyan hurriedly supported Grandma Osmanthus.
But she clapped his hand and said, "I'll go see him."
Lao Gu's funeral was held in a low-key manner. Except for opening three bottles of good wine, Zheng Xiwei brought a large basket of white chrysanthemums, and nothing else was added. The wine was sprinkled by Shen Shiyan, because Grandma Osmanthus said that Lao Gu loved to drink with him, and she often thought about it.
"Drink three bottles at once, but it's not good for your health." Grandma Osmanthus wiped the corners of her eyes and sighed, "But I feel bad for you to go alone, so I brought you some more to satisfy your cravings, but it's better to stay. Put it on your body and drink it when you want."
Shen Shiyan watched the bottle of wine seep into the ground, winding into a strange shape. The aroma of the wine spread to the sky, and he couldn't help thinking, Lao Gu should take a sip now, squinting his eyes and smacking his mouth, praising how fragrant his wine is.
When the sun was setting, Shen Shiyan didn't expect Meng Xintang to come. When they met, neither of them said a word, and Shen Shiyan led him to give Lao Gu an incense. Old Gu, who turned into black and white, was still smiling happily. Shen Shiyan remembered the day when he ordered a newspaper, and Lao Gu told him that he quickly brought people over to take a look.
In fact, Shen Shiyan knew that this little old man could not have such an open mind. Even when Gu Chennian was going to go abroad, he even came to talk to him about how the children's hearts are getting wilder and more out of tune. He was able to accept two men falling in love so quickly, and turned his mind so quickly, but it was because he was Shen Shiyan who told him that he had found a man.
Lao Gu loves him very much, especially. Since the Mid-Autumn Festival ten years ago, he went to many streets to buy him his favorite bean paste moon cakes, and he knew it clearly.
Shen Shiyan went to the wine room to get a bottle of wine, and paid respects to Lao Gu with Meng Xintang. After the two glasses of wine were spilled, he felt that Lao Gu's funeral was really over.
Meng Xintang was going to start watching a test at nine o'clock. After counting the time, he could only stay here for less than an hour. Seeing Shen Shiyan's pale face, he took out his phone and hesitated for a while. Shen Shiyan didn't allow him to think of a way, he took off his glasses and handed them to Meng Xintang, went to the yard to wash his face, turned his head and said, "I'll take you out."
When approaching the entrance of the alley, Shen Shiyan stopped and asked Meng Xintang if he had any cigarettes. Meng Xintang took out a half-pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and when he lowered his head to open it, he heard a sound in the lonely air.
"I didn't hear Lao Gu's voice yesterday morning, I should go see him."
He raised his head and saw that Shen Shiyan was hanging his head, and the half-dried hair on his forehead was swaying in the wind.
He clenched the cigarette case tightly, but his arms hugged him softly.
"Shiyan, no one can predict what will happen next."
How could Shen Shiyan not understand this truth? Just understand is understand, love is love.
After the two finished smoking a cigarette, Shen Shiyan took another one from Meng Xintang's hand, followed by the second one, the third one, until the cigarette case was empty. Meng Xintang stayed with him in silence, without speaking, only when he was drinking a new cigarette, he leaned over to light it for him, the occasional small flame and sparks from the cigarette butt were the only light in the dark night. .
After smoking, Shen Shiyan urged: "Okay, the smoke is gone, you should go."
Meng Xintang stretched out his hand and gently touched his face with the back of his bowed fingers.
"I'll call you when I get there, have a good night's rest, don't think too much, okay?"
"Don't worry," Shen Shiyan nodded, "I have another day of surgery tomorrow, so I don't dare not sleep well."
After Meng Xintang left, Shen Shiyan stood at the entrance of the alley for a while, not knowing what was going on, and walked under the big tree without any awareness. The place where a group of uncles often gather is very empty at the moment, there is no music, no drama, only a little girl with shoulder-length hair is sitting on a stone bench.
Shen Shiyan walked over, sat opposite Gu Chennian, and asked her if she was cold.
Gu Chennian's face still had traces of tears that had just dried up, she looked at Shen Shiyan for a while, and suddenly asked: "Grandpa saw that I fell asleep and wanted me to go back to sleep earlier, so he said he didn't want to do the skin test? ?"
Shen Shiyan's breathing was heavy, because he felt that the feelings in these words, and Gu Chennian's eyes, were so familiar. Many years ago, Xu Yanwu also looked at him like this and asked him, because I was sick and my uncle took me to see a pediatrician, so I met them and was killed by them, right? So, it is also equivalent to me killing my uncle.
Shen Shiyan was so dazed that he felt weightless.
He did not say yes, nor did he say no, because he knew very well that even if he said no, Gu Chennian would have determined the affirmative answer just like Xu Yanwu back then.
He suddenly felt that this is life, and many things are repeating themselves. God has chosen many different people to experience similar things.
"It's up to the doctor to decide how to treat the disease. It's up to the doctor to decide whether to do a skin test or not." This was the longest sentence he said today, word for word, clearly and clearly. .
When the words were spoken, he felt that it was still inappropriate. But before he could save him, Gu Chennian had already started crying. She put her hands on her face, but tears flowed from her fingers.
"I didn't trust my grandfather to go for an infusion before I followed. I don't know why I fell asleep... Why did I fall asleep!"
In the end, Gu Chennian began to cry in a broken way, Shen Shiyan got up and walked to her side, hugged her shoulders, and patted her back to comfort her.
The night wind made the bare branches tremble, Shen Shiyan looked at the bleak crescent moon above his head, a little stunned. It was obviously a good full moon, but it had to be bitten down by more than half of it.
Meng Xintang arrived at the research institute and called Shen Shiyan on the way to the experimental room. Shen Shiyan said that he had already lay down and was going to sleep.
"Sorry, I can't be with you."
"What?"
On the road, someone with a record sheet greeted Meng Xintang, and Meng Xintang replied in the cool wind.
"Okay, I'm going to bed, you work hard."
"Okay, tomorrow after your surgery, I'll call you again."
Finally saying good night, Meng Xintang turned off the phone and locked the phone in the cabinet at the door.
On the second day, long after Shen Shiyan's surgery was expected to end, Meng Xintang still couldn't get through to Shen Shiyan's phone. He fidgeted in the office, worried about Shen Shiyan's current condition. Really worried, Meng Xintang greeted his colleagues and said that he would not work overtime today, and the progress would be made up tomorrow, so he put on his coat and went out.
When I came out, I found that it was raining outside, and it was so cold that people shivered.
Meng Xintang was found by Shen Shiyan at the entrance of a staircase at the back door of the hospital. He was sitting on the last two steps, leaning his head against the wall, sleeping with his eyes closed, wearing only a sweater. The rain curtain was not far in front of him, like a layer of gauze, separating him from the street where the lights were flowing.
Meng Xintang walked over, put away his umbrella, and squatted in front of him. Around Shen Shiyan's mouth there were green beard roots that had just emerged, which he had never seen before.
"Know the eaves."
Hearing the soft call, Shen Shiyan's eyelashes trembled. He slowly opened his eyes, but still maintained the position he had just rested in. After watching Meng Xintang for two seconds, he whispered to him in a hoarse voice, "I'm exhausted."
Meng Xintang touched his already cold face: "Are you going to sleep at home?"
Shen Shiyan rubbed against the wall and shook his head: "I'm tired, I can't move."
"Then sleep here for a while." Meng Xintang said quickly.
This stairwell existed a long time ago, and since the hospital was rebuilt and two new doors were added to the building, there has been almost no traffic here. Meng Xintang opened the black umbrella and stood against the wall in front of Shen Shiyan, then took off his coat and put it on him.
Shen Shiyan felt the warmth falling from his body and opened his eyes to look at him. Meng Xintang sat beside him and gently leaned his head, which was leaning against the wall, on his shoulder.
"Go to sleep."
Across the coat, he wrapped his arms around his waist. In just two days, he already felt that he was thin.
Shen Shiyan seemed to have really fallen asleep again, breathing evenly and quietly.
There were few pedestrians on the road, and most of them carried umbrellas and walked hurriedly. A child ran two steps while crossing the road, and his mother grabbed the poncho and carried it to the side of the road, straightened his body and taught him a lesson; a panicked man got off the taxi across the street, ignoring the bright lights and the proximity The zebra crossing went straight across the road... Meng Xintang embraced the person in his arms, and suddenly thought, if only he could let Shen Shiyan be a bystander of thousands of world events, then he wouldn't have to experience so much pain. parting. But walking in the world, no matter how quiet, can't leave a leaf untouched.
What's more, Shen Shiyan is more affectionate and righteous than anyone else, and he can afford it more than anyone else.
When the rain was getting heavy, Meng Xintang suddenly felt something cool and wet his shoulders. And there is no wind tonight, so it will never be rain sneaking in.
He was stunned for a while, raised his hand, and touched Shen Shiyan's face lightly, and sure enough, there were two lines of bright tears there.
Meng Xintang wiped away the two lines of tears and tightened his arms. He turned his head slightly and kissed Shen Shiyan's forehead.
"Don't cry."