Chapter 117: God stick (8)

When the fire was rescued, the night was already deep. Most of the citizens were in sleep, and they were completely unaware of how many people left tonight.
But there are also people who were sleeping and being called up by a phone to work.
There were too many casualties in the building, and the major hospitals were busy. The doctors and nurses who were not on duty received a call and asked to return to work quickly.
Yin Zhuo just got a call when he was lying down for less than an hour.
The surgery he did today seems to be endless. He has been busy until midnight to get off work. There is a big operation tomorrow morning, and Yin Zhuo has a good place to go to bed. When he returns home, he sleeps and even takes a shower. Did not wash, I was dreaming that I had rested for ten days, and when I was not good, I received a call from the hospital.
The middle-aged man was unable to get up from the bed, wiped his face, and put the shoes on the grass and went to the hospital.
His wife is also a doctor, but the obstetrics and gynaecology department, tonight night shift, the two originally bought a house, deliberately bought near the hospital, in order to have an emergency can be rushed over at the fastest speed.
Just down the stairs, Yin Zhuo saw an ambulance whizzing past.
Although it was late at night, there were definitely a lot of people on the road. If you were injured, you would not be taken to an ambulance. You would drive or be sent to the hospital by your loved ones. There were also residents who were still asleep and went downstairs to find out what happened.
Yin Zhuo slept for an hour. At this moment, it was blown by the cool breeze at night. He felt that the whole person was empty. He pressed the temple and thought about this mental state. It is estimated that tomorrow's surgery could not be done.
The middle-aged man walked softly to the hospital. When he walked to the stop sign, he suddenly screamed for a moment, and there was a scream in his ear. He looked back at some confusion and saw a group of people around the stop sign. What?
Sure enough, there are more people in Huaguo.
Yin Zhuo does not like to join in the fun, plus now the hospital urgently needs people, he has stepped up in some pace, did not care about the excitement behind him.
I don't know if it was blown by the cold wind in the middle of the night. I felt that I was weak. It seemed that the middle-aged man who had to go through the gas was getting more and more worried that those who were uncomfortable were gone, and the whole person was spirited.
He entered the hospital where people came and went, crowded the crowd and went to his department.
Their surgery has now become a pot of porridge. The doctors and nurses who came and went were in a hurry. When they saw Yin Zhuo, they didn't say hello. He couldn't find the director. He had to go to the office to change to the white coat and start to treat the wound simply.
"It hurts... it hurts..."
There was a patient whose arm didn't know what was cut, and the blood was flowing, and there were some scattered wounds on his body. He wrinkled his face and shouted pain while reaching out to stop the blood.
But no matter how he pressed it, the blood still flowed out.
The doctors and nurses came and went to work, and no one noticed that this patient was almost bloody.
Yin Zhuo was shocked and quickly ran to the knee with hemostasis. He simply helped him to sterilize and bandage.
"Hurry up and arrange the needle, and this blood can't flow anymore."
After barely stopping a little blood, Yin Zhuo stood up and pulled out a familiar nurse to order, but the nurse did not feel anything like anything, and left the tray in a hurry.

Are, cotton??

He shouted a few times, the nurse turned a deaf ear, and Yin Zhuo was helpless. He had to kneel down and slowly lifted the wounded. "I will take you to the treatment room first..."
"No, it doesn't hurt now."
The wounded man’s hand full of blood was pressed on the hand of Yin Zhuo. Before the painful wrinkled face showed a grateful smile, he said:
"I have been hurt for ten years, and finally someone has stopped bleeding for me."
Yin Zhuo lived.
"Thank you, go back soon, your family is waiting for you."
"Do remember to leave the door and turn left and leave in the direction you come in."
When the wounded had just finished, he looked up and looked at the door with caution and changed his mind.
"Forget it, or I will send you, the road is a bit difficult to go."
go away?
Isn't he still involved in the rescue?
Why are you leaving?
What is the meaning of the road?
Yin Zhuo’s face was almost full of questions, but he couldn’t wait for him to ask. The wounded man with blood on his head suddenly looked at Yin Zhuo’s body and his eyes showed some fear.
He subconsciously turned around and then saw a long road.
Daochang wore a black robe, handsome facial features, under the bright light like white jade, Yin Zhuo had seen many people, but it looks so good, there are really few.
A nurse hurried past, and he looked at this unconventional line with other people and pulled a mask out of her pocket.
Blue and white, they are uniformly sent by the hospital.
"How are you still here?"
Yin Zhuo looked at the man in front of him with licking the mask tape, his eyes faintly falling on the wounded behind him.
His eyes are very strange, faint, as if everything is not in his eyes, but everything is like his eyes.
Working in the hospital, strange people have seen more, but Yin Zhuo has never seen such a strange and very harmonious person. He always feels that he seems to be a little afraid of the person in front of him, but obviously he has never seen him.
"Miss doctor is a good person, I want to send him back."
The wounded man slammed his hands and boldly said to Wei Ming. "I will leave after I have finished sending him."
Wei Mingyan licked the mask, the shoes landed, and a trace of sound did not come out. He was slow and went to Yin Zhuo.
Yin Zhuo discovered that something was wrong. They stood on the left side of the corridor. Patients, wounded, and nurse doctors came and went, but no one looked at them.
There isn’t even a corner of the eye.
Just like, you can't see them.
Just as he realized this, the handsome man opened his mouth. "Let's go."
Wei Mingyan blinked and looked at the wounded. "Since I have been obsessed, it is better to go early."
"But he..."
"I sent him back." Wei Mingyan glanced up and down the Yin Zhuo, the voice was clear and faint, "It is indeed a good person."
Yin Zhuo still did not figure out what they were saying, and he saw the casualter relaxed and laughed. He patted the shoulders of Yin Zhuo. "Print the doctor, go back soon, your wife and children are waiting."
"Do you know me? My child... Where do I come from?"
He and his wife have been married for a long time, but because of the physical reasons of the wife, there has been no children. The doctor said that the hope is very embarrassing. Although Yin Zhuo has some regrets, he also accepted the fact that the wife had already told him clearly before he got married. It is very likely that there will be no children.
Just go to relatives usually, see the relatives may be well-behaved or naughty children, my heart will still be a bit envious.
"Right, you can't see."
The wounded said, "It's a very nice little guy. He always wanted to be your child. It took a long time to get it."
"You may have forgotten. Ten years ago, you still gave me treatment. I didn't have a penny. It was also the money you gave me. I ran over that night and wanted to find you. I thought I would just pay the money. Unfortunately, I haven’t gotten to the door yet..."
The casualty said, laughing and rubbing his pocket, took out two hundred dollars and handed it to Yin Zhuo. "Although it is late, don't be surprised."
Looking at Yin Zhuo received the money, his face showed a thick smile: "At last it is to pay back, I am leaving, you leave with Mr. Wei."
"Hey? That..."
Yin Zhuo was fascinated by the two hundred dollars of blood. He helped a lot of people and helped him to pay a lot. He really couldn’t remember who it was.
And, ten years ago...
The middle-aged doctor looked up and asked again, but there was no such man in front of him.
"Don't watch, he went to the reincarnation."
Wei Mingyan handed over the mask in his hand. "Don't wear too many people outside. You just left the body and easily get rid of it."
Yin Zhuo’s wearing a mask, "that person, he..."
"There are obsessions. It hurts too much when you die. You can't get into reincarnation. You can only hurt so much."
Wei Mingyan walked forward without hesitation. He said here, looking back at Yin Zhuo. "He has been hurt for ten years, and you have helped him."
"I help……"
Yin Zhuo’s entire brain has become chaotic, and he heard the man in front of the robe continue to say with a good voice.
Have you saved him before?

"I do not remember……"
Yin Zhuo is really not a bit of a half impression. He has been a doctor for so many years, and the number of people saved cannot be counted. How can he remember so clearly?
"And my wife is pregnant..."
"Oh, it’s pregnant."
Wei Mingyan’s tone is like ‘I bought a Chinese cabbage for you’, and understates:
"You should have missed a child, but one child was abandoned by the mother's abortion. No one remembers him. Only your wife has a fragrant incense, so that he will not be dispelled by his popularity. If he is not born, he will die. He should be able to reincarnate. This child has been waiting for the present because he wants to be your child."
"He came to me last week and I sent him to your wife's stomach."
Yin Zhuo is even more embarrassed. These words are together and he can understand them. If they are combined, they will not understand.
"That, I..."
"You are dead." Wei Mingyan said, seeing the shocked eyes of the people around him, and gasping, "but not dead."
"You are still alive, your soul is invisible, and you can't hold it for a long time. It will soon be crowded, but you are lucky, and you will not meet outside for a while to meet the soul."
"It’s so clever or memorable." The handsome Dao stunned the shoulders of the eyes that had been photographed by the wounded. "He gave some of his soul to you. Although the injury is serious, you should recover quickly.

"I am seriously injured..."
Yin Zhuo has been completely overwhelmed by this huge amount of information. His brain is blank, and he followed Wei Mingyan through the last corridor.
"Doctor is good, go to Yangyang..."
A granny passed by and saw them, and the wrinkled face immediately showed a smile. "Yangyang is good, but Yang is good..."
Wei Mingyan stood still. "My mother-in-law, we are not returning to the sun, we are giving birth."
"I know, this is not a sunny mouth..."
The old woman smiled back and said that she looked at Yin Zhuo with kindness.
"Printing doctor, you have to be good to that child. He will follow your father after he talks. After so many years, I finally got it."
Yin Zhuo looked at the old woman in front of him. He had seen her. He died in a car accident last year.
The dead people I have seen before are now laughing in front of themselves.
The three views of the middle-aged doctors all collapsed.
Even more let him see the collapse of the three is still behind.

Yin Zhuo followed Wei Mingyan and came to his body.
He was full of blood, his eyes closed, and his wife was holding his hand and crying in front of the bed.
"Don't worry about it, we will arrange surgery for the doctor immediately..."
His colleague was comforting next to him, but his wife cried even more. She held her husband's hand and only felt like the sky was falling.
Wei Mingyan did not go to see Yin Zhuo, who was shackled. He recruited and waved, and a child came and went.
He seems to be a few years old, walking is not stable, there is a long blood on his arm, which is the trace of being aborted when he was not born.
Wei Mingyan pulled the hand of the little boy, picked him up and handed it to the inspiring Yin Zhuo. "Give, your son."
Yin Zhuo subconsciously took over.
The boy he was holding showed a soft smile, but his eyes were alive and with a little hope, a small voice, "Dad."
Yin Zhuo never thought that there would be a child called his father.
He thought that in this life, he would not have children.
It is obvious that this child suddenly appeared, but everything he had just experienced made him have to believe.
The middle-aged doctor shuddered, gently and cautiously, as if he was dealing with a broken treasure, and touched the child's little hand.
The child smiled in surprise. He also learned that the adult would not be able to return. He asked and asked straightforwardly, "Dad, do you like me to be your child?"
Yin Zhuo nodded. I don't know why the eyes were a little hot. He showed a cautious smile. "Dad likes it."
The little boy showed a joy in his eyes, he said, "Dad, I like you too."
"Go back soon, you can't stay outside for a long time."
Treating this already conscious soul when it was shattered, Wei Mingyan’s attitude was much milder than that of Yin Zhuo. He touched the child’s head and watched him reluctantly and left in a step-by-step manner.
Yin Zhuo subconsciously reached out and wanted to let the child return to his side. In his hands, there seemed to be a kind of touch that fell on the child.
Soft, soft, when the father feels, it turns out to be so good.
"He is special." Looking at the disappearance of the child, Wei Ming said softly, "Other children are conscious after birth, and he woke up in his stomach."
"Generally born, it will forget the memory of the mother, but he is dead before he is born."
"When the pliers came in, he wanted to escape, but the uterus was so big, there was no place to hide from him. He was too small, he didn't understand anything, his body was weak, he would only follow his body, and your wife would have a fragrant incense. He stayed in the hospital and called his mother behind your wife every day."
"You shouldn't have children, but because of the kindness of both husband and wife, this child lives very smoothly. Although your wife is older, he will be very embarrassed and will not provoke her. This child will go smoothly. Lee’s birth, his jealousy, filial piety, and deep love for his parents will be a reward for your kindness."
After the end of Wei Mingyan, the Yin Zhuo next to him was pushed forward. "Go back, they are waiting for you."
Yin Zhuo was light and opened his eyes. The whole body was painful, especially the head, and the pain seemed to be blown up.
He coughed, and opened his eyes in a laborious manner, facing his wife's face with tears in his face.
"Old print, old print, you wake up, you scared me..."
The wife’s crying was out of breath, and it was obvious that she was scared. Yin Zhuo’s struggling hand held her cold hand.
I’m fine...

"It's okay, nothing is fine..."
"Mr. Wei..."
"What Mr. Wei?"
"That is..." Yin Zhuo’s brain is full of things, and it’s very difficult to sort out the mess. Those very surreal words seem to be his dreams.
Maybe, really dreaming...
His throat tickles and coughs, suddenly feeling something on his hand.
"My hand, holding... what?"
His wife opened his hand with red eyes and took it out. "It’s two hundred dollars. Are you not going out and don’t like to bring money?

Two hundred dollars...
Yin Zhuo lay down with a relaxed face, blood on his face, and his head hurts a lot, but he smiled.
"Old India, are you stupid? What are you laughing at? Nothing hurts?"
"No, I just want to recover soon."
Go early and meet their children.

"Professor Ge, who helped you to produce, was stopped. At the time, her feet were not stable. I panicked and went to the front, but I heard that her husband was awake, and the surgeon said that the problem was not big."
"It's okay, Dr. Ge is a good person. I heard that his husband is also very good. He has been working in our hospital for so long, and the wind evaluation is particularly positive." He did not have a good leg injury, he ran with a cane. Look at the children.
"Are you busy outside?" Qian Miao asked.
"Also, there was a rescuer who was injured in our hospital. I heard him say that the fire was not extinguished, but I didn't know how to get it, but I saved a lot of people, better than expected." Too much."
"Now the three hospitals have divided patients, and they started to be a bit confusing. Now they are all over."
As he said, the phone suddenly rang, and she responded a few times. She stood up in a worried face and walked away with a cane. "I will go now."
"Ah? Nothing?"
She sighed and relaxed her expression. She hung up the phone and said to her friend. "My cousin’s cousin’s head bumped. My cousin went on a business trip, and I was lying there. She was too busy. I am going to the pediatrics to take care of it."
Qian Miaogang nodded, and Wei Jin came in from the outside with water. "Would you like?"
"Yeah, my relatives and children are in the hospital, I will go see."
Fu Xiao smiled and screamed, passing the guard, because the door was too narrow, the two inevitably touched together.
She did not take it seriously, and quickly went to the elevator to go to the pediatrics to find her own.
Seeing it is coming, there is a familiar figure in front of it.
Bai Yumu was full of worries, and his handsome face was wrinkled, and he was persuaded behind a girl holding a child. "Small creek, let me hold it. You have been holding it for so long, your hands will be sour."
The girl was sullen, her hands didn't know whether she was tired or afraid, and she was shaking slightly, but even so, she insisted on holding her children.
Just waiting to pay, I saw Bai Yumu is a glimpse, "Hey? So smart?"
Bai Yumu's face changed slightly, barely revealing a smile, "Yes."
"That, hey, I have something to do, go first." He subconsciously glanced at the girl around him, and it was necessary to say goodbye.
"Well, you are busy, right, we don't want to bring pets in our hospital. Let's take this dog to the outside hall first."
The girl who was boring and vocal was a step in her foot. Her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and she looked around and looked at the crutches.
"What are you talking about? What dog?"
"Is this dog not yours?" Fu Yan looked at the yellow dog who was always next to the girl. "Sorry, I see it has been following you, I thought it was your dog."
The girl looked at the past with a sly look.
There is only the floor on the ground.