In a prosperous city, we outsiders are even more out of place, so we have to stay away from the city and away from their eyes.
After inspecting the room, Professor Hong dragged me to the end of the corridor and said to me: "Professor Zheng asked me to find a job for you before leaving. Now I have one. I wonder if you are willing to do it?"
After hearing this, I was overjoyed and hurriedly asked: "Thank you so much, Professor Hong, I don't know what job this is?"
Professor Hong whispered: "The staff in this hospital who cares for the morgue is sick and goes home to recuperate. The hospital urgently needs a person who cares for the morgue, and the caretaker is usually responsible for assisting the doctors in the pathology department and the medical education department to dissect the corpse. Add up to work and earn more than 3,000 yuan per month. Are you willing to do it?"
The income of 3,000 yuan a month is higher than my salary in the mine hospital, and I can also participate in the autopsy of cadavers. I immediately agreed.
When Professor Hong saw my promise, he smiled and introduced: "The guards in the morgue work in two shifts day and night, but Uncle Uncle who works in the daytime shift is an old worker. He can't work in the night shift. Of course, the salary is not as high as that in the night shift. You are a foreigner. People, working in the morgue can not only solve the problem of accommodation, but also do not delay taking care of patients during the day, learning anatomy, and further education. The night shift is usually nothing, but it is responsible for opening and closing doors and checking corpses."
I was so excited that I didn’t know what to say. Professor Hong asked, “We are all practitioners of medicine. You must have dissected a lot of corpses. You won’t be afraid of dead people, right?”
Now I am not afraid of people who die tragically, but I am still afraid of ghosts and ghosts.
So I said to Professor Hong: "I am not afraid of dead people! Thank you Professor Hong."
"Then you can officially go to work tonight. Let Xiaozheng lead you to report, and then come to my office to receive an entry contract. After it is filled out, I will hand it to the hospital leader."
Zheng Xiumin and Pan Gui were also very happy to learn about this.
Especially Pangui, he said while eating rice noodles: "You don’t know that people who have access to the hospital and work in the crematorium can do it. The former is more courageous, and the latter is more courageous. It belongs to the type of work with low livelihood and high wages."
Zheng Xiumin dragged me to the end of the corridor and asked, "Then what about you going to visit the ghost king?"
I frankly said: "On March 27th, I asked Pan Gui to take over my class. If you stay to take care of Qingqing, I will go back as soon as possible. Don't you want to return to the military area right away?"
Zheng Xiumin thought for a moment, and said: "It is the end of February, and there is less than one month left. I will call the military area to request an extension of my return. Anyway, my vacation is not over yet."
After getting her consent, I went to Professor Hong's office to get the entry contract. Using his office and pen to fill it out, Professor Hong asked me again: "Doctor Yuan, where's your diploma and ID card?"
Only then did I remember my rush, and forgot to take it at home, and said: "I will call and let my family send it over!"
Professor Hong also said: "No hurry, we still believe you, just a photocopy is enough, but in the city, you'd better bring your ID card and graduation certificate. You may encounter more suitable jobs in the future. You need a diploma and ID card!"
At noon, Zheng Xiumin went out to bring food back, and I found that she had changed her clothes.
"I bought this from a sweeping stall on Hanzheng Street. It's really cheap, only 150 sets!" She was wearing a temporarily new blue denim underwear and a white sun hat.
Pan Gui continued to eat hot and sour noodles and said: "It's really hot this day!" He took off his black body shirt, revealing strong six-pack abs. The dark complexion surprised Zheng Xiumin, and I too. Sigh.
However, he quickly put on a washed and white vest and said: "Wuhan is known as the stove. It's only at the end of February and it's so hot!"
After lunch, I was sweating profusely by the hot and sour powder, so I hid in the air-conditioned ward to take a break. Zheng Xiumin also lay in the escort to rest. Pan Gui was going out for a trip. I didn't accompany him.
Zheng Xiumin who was lying down suddenly said to me: "Doctor Yuan, do you and the girl have a husband and wife relationship?"
I was a little ashamed, and she continued: "Then you can wipe the body for Girl Pan. Patients who have been bedridden for a long time are most afraid of bedsores. She hasn't eaten, so she seldom defecates, but she should let go of her urine in time!"
Seeing that a thin layer of sweat had appeared on Qingqing's forehead, I flicked cold water from the bathroom, matched it with hot water to test the water temperature, and wiped Qingqing with a towel.
Qingqing's face without makeup has some freckles, but they are very small. They are mainly distributed on both sides of the bridge of the nose. One of the moles on her body is on the right shoulder, the size of sesame seeds, and the other is on the root of the right leg.
Zheng Xiumin was beside, and I was not afraid that she would be embarrassed, so I unbuttoned Qingqing's shirt and wiped her back.
"In fact, you are more suitable to take care of Qingqing than Pangui, because you are both a doctor and Qingqing's lover. It is more convenient to wipe her body!" Zheng Xiumin said on the side.
Facing the most beloved person, but now becoming a "vegetable", I feel very uncomfortable. We used to spend a good night and train together in a secret base.
The green skin is white, moist, and elastic, but if you stay in bed for a long time, your skin will age and shrink faster than normal people.
Zheng Xiumin took a nail clipper from her key chain and handed it to me: "Prune your nails and Qingqing's nails. Don't leave them too long. They look like female ghosts!"
After trimming Qingqing's fingernails and toenails, I couldn't help wondering: "When will this life last? Where is Qingqing's soul?"
At this time, the door rang, and I got up to open the door, and saw a woman in pink clothes coming in with a box on her back. She was still wearing a mask, and I immediately became alert.
The visitor introduced herself: "My name is Mei Xiuying, and I am a special nurse from Pan Qingqing's family. I am responsible for the special care of Pan Qingqing!"
After hearing this, Zheng Xiumin said, "This is Girl Pan's boyfriend and a doctor. With him, I don't need to trouble you!"
Mei Xiuying said: "Wrong, even an old doctor can't replace the nursing care of long-term bedridden patients, especially long-term coma patients. I have received professional training and the patient is a young unmarried woman. There are some aspects that you can't think about. of!"
I had no choice but to give up and explain: "I have wiped Qingqing's body and trimmed my nails!"
Mei Xiuying lifted the quilt, unbuttoned Qingqing's clothes and trousers and looked at it, and said: "The patient's medical care must also be strict, and the patient's skin and head require special care. You don't want to look at it. Doesn't the patient's skin age and shrink?"
Zheng Xiumin didn't want to listen to her long-winded, so she ordered me to leave the ward with a gift and report to the hospital morgue.
The mortuary of this hospital is behind the ward building, side by side with the infectious ward, separated by a nursery.
However, the morgue is more rigid than the infectious ward. The entrance is an iron gate, and the side is marked "morgue" in bright red letters. Through the iron gate, there is an iron door inside. Zheng Xiumin rang the doorbell, and an old guard opened the iron door. Poked his head out.
His hair was gray, and he asked with a local accent: "What do you do?"
Zheng Xiumin introduced: "We are introduced by Professor Hong Changshan to report!"
After hearing this, the old man opened the iron gate and invited us in. As soon as we entered the morgue, he felt a chill. The old man said, "It's cool in summer, but we suffer in winter!"
I looked at this room. The room was not big. The window was open. Under the window was a set of tables and chairs. There was a bed on the opposite side. There was a drinking fountain and a radio inside. The morgue was only when I walked inside.
Knowing that I came here for the night shift, the old man was very happy and said: "The young man has a lot of firepower, it is the most suitable, I am very satisfied!" (End of this chapter)