Chapter 1:

"A City, Waiting for You"-Jiu Yuexi
At four o'clock in the morning, the emergency room returned to tranquility.
Xu Qin wore a white coat and walked through the hall with a pocket in his pocket.
The cleaner took the mop, dipped it in disinfectant, and wiped the blood on the floor.
Xu Qin was absent and walked to the cleaning staff before recovering. The cleaner did not dodge, and the mop pushed the blood stains of the sewage and covered it on Xu Qin's shoes.
The cleaning staff apologized in a hurry: "I'm sorry, Dr. Xu, I'm sorry." Then he subconsciously wiped it with a rag.
Xu Qin quickly pulled out his hand and stopped the cleaner's squatting body: "No, it's fine."
"but……"
Xu Qin interrupted gently: "I was careless and troubled you."
The cleaning staff became more embarrassed by the words: "Where? If not, let me wipe it for you."
Xu Qin stopped again and smiled very faintly: "I can handle it myself."
The cleaning staff was guilty and grateful: "Doctor Xu, you are so nice."
Xu Qin went on.
The cleaning staff squeezed the mop and looked behind Xu Qin—the slim, tall figure, the white coat added a touch of beauty, and the hair over the shoulder was hooped with a rubber band and a few strands were scattered on both sides.
The cleaning staff hesitated for a moment and yelled, "Doctor Xu!"
The empty hall echoed.
Xu Qin stopped and turned back: "Huh?"
"Is that person delivered just now, did you save it?" The cleaner said, glancing subconsciously at the blood on his feet.
The emergency room at the moment is calm and quiet, and needles can be dropped; who can imagine the crying and shouting here in the near future, making a mess.
Xu Qin said: "Save it."
There was a big smile on the cleaner's face: "It's great. Dr. Xu," she bowed to Xu Qin, "you have worked hard."
Xu Qin slightly responded, turning around and leaving.
At four o'clock, it was the deepest night.
The lights in the hospital corridors were white, and the air was filled with the unique taste of life and death, dull, bitter, and lingering.
Xu Qin put his hands in his pocket habitually, walked through the empty corridor, walked into the office, and stood still. She stared down at the dirty shoes on her feet, and there was a trace of disgust in her eyes. Her eyebrows were frowning and she felt sick. The muddy blood seemed to penetrate the shoe upper and penetrated into her body from the instep of her foot.
Xu Qin quickly sat on the chair, took off his shoes and threw them into the trash. The socks were clean. She turned a blind eye and tossed them down and threw them into the trash can. Then she pulled open the drawer, pulled out the wipes, and wiped the back of her feet with force, rubbing her skin like red skin before stopping.
Xu Qin calmed down, slowly adjusted his breath, threw away tissues, opened the cabinet, put on spare shoes, turned and walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, hit the soap, rubbed his hands, washed the foam; then hit the soap, Rub your hands and wash off the foam, so back and forth three times.
Xu Qin completed the series of movements in an orderly manner, glanced at the mobile phone from the pocket of the white coat, and saw it at 4:10. It was dark outside the window.
The emergency room was quiet, as if this night was finally going to pass safely.
There was a missed call and a text message on the phone, from Meng Yanchen: "Go home on the weekend."
Xu Qin saw his eyes slightly dimpled from the black phone screen. She has been working continuously for 22 hours, and the whole person is numb.
Xu Qin put his hand back in his pocket, tapping his cigarette case and lighter with his index finger, and glanced at the "do not smoke" sign on the wall.
She stared at the sign for a while, hooked her lips, and got up to walk to the balcony.
Xu Qin leaned on the railing and lit a cigarette in the night breeze.
Halfway through, a shout came from behind: "Doctor!"
Xu Qin got up and smothered the smoke, closed the balcony door, and went back to the room to wash his hands three times. After turning off the faucet, a sloppy man with ash and ash rushed in: "Doctor, help!"
Xu Qin glanced up and down, without obvious trauma: "Where are you uncomfortable?"
The man with Guozi face was breathless and waved his hand: "No, my brother, he--"
As he said, three or four dirty men stepped into the door, and there was a pungent smoky smell and sweaty smell around him. This group of men unified army green vests and trousers, each of which was tall and sturdy, but one by one with no trimming, his arms were all exposed outside, covered with black and gray, I don't know which construction site moved the bricks.
The man with Guozi face drew a breath and pointed behind him; Xu Qin looked over, a piece of man's body, wrapped in a sweat vest, and for a moment did not know who he was referring to:
"He, he has a terrible toothache."
Xu Qin stopped immediately: "Toothache?"
The man with Guozi face is still saying: "Doctor, come and see him ..."
Xu Qin interrupted: "There is no dentistry in the emergency department, go to the outpatient clinic to register."
"The clinic is not open now."
Xu Qin: "Then wait until the door opens."
Xu Qin walked to his table and sat down, looking up to see a group of men staring at her in unison.
At this moment, Xu Qin saw the "sick" man in the crowd. He was wearing a mask, and under the thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes on the mask stared straight at her, his eyes sharp and bright.
Just a look, enough to see that he is very different from the people around him.
Xu Qin looked back at him fearlessly: "Did you hear clearly? There is no dentistry in the emergency department, go to the clinic."
He didn't speak
On the other hand, the man with Guozi face is a little anxious, and he said: "The clinic is not open now, what should I do?"
Xu Qin: "Endure."
"You!" The man with Guozi face squeezed his fist and gritted his teeth, as if making a great concession, "Then you prescribe some pain medicine."
Xu Qin leaned on the back of the chair and put his hands in his pockets: "I can't drive here."
"How can't the medicine be prescribed? You are a doctor, knowing how bad your toothache is ?!"
Xu Qin replied indifferently: "You can't die."
The man with Guozi face thinks she is provoking and raises the volume: "What do you say?"
Xu Qin looked at him: "I'm patiently dealing with your irritability."
Guozi was angry: "I see you--"
An older man came up to hold his companion and explained like a round: "Doctor, there is a misunderstanding in this, blame he didn't make it clear just now, we didn't have a toothache, it wasn't that kind of tooth decay, it was an injury at work It broke. Can you see ... "Then he turned to take the man's mask.
Xu Qin lowered his head to turn over the case: "Don't pick it up, I'm not a dentist, I can't see it."
"Can I have some medicine? Stop the pain."
Xu Qin snapped the medical record: "Can't open it. How many times do you want me to say it?"
Before the voice fell, Guozi couldn't bear it completely, and strode forward to Xu Qin: "Do you believe me--"
"Yang Chi!" Stopped coldly, from a man wearing a mask.
The voice was low and forbearing, with unusual resolution, Xu Qin glanced at him unconsciously.
It was that look again, eyes dark and bright, staring at her.
He stood up from his chair: "I'm bothered."
Xu Qin did not speak.
The man wearing a mask took a step, stopped, and asked lightly: "What time does the clinic open?"
Xu Qin: "Eight o'clock."
Man: "Thank you."
Xu Qin: "No."
The man got up and walked away, Yang Chi was still not convinced, and kept up: "Team Song, this--"
Song Yan has gone out.
The others left, and Yang Chi pointed angrily at Xu Qin and stomped away.
...
Yang Chi catches up with Song Yan and their anger disappears: "The doctor's attitude is so bad, I have to complain to her. I saw it when I first entered the door, and the complaint book is on the right of the door. Jiang Yi, you go with me . "
Jiang Yi sighed: "I'm afraid it's useless to complain. This is the Third Military Hospital. People with no background can't get in. Just that girl, dragging 25,800,000, who knows what comes behind her."
Song Yan went down the steps to take off the mask, and spit a saliva into the trash can.
Jiang Yi: "Song team, are you okay. If not, can you give me a call?"
Song Yan: "It's okay. Let's go."
Yang Chi stood still on the steps, thought about it, and decided to return: "No, I still have to complain to her."
Song Yan whispered to him: "Forget it."
Yang Chi refused: "No, I am angry when I think of her. I have to complain whether it is useful or not."
Song Yan said it again: "I told you to forget it."
Yang Chi didn't listen and turned to run.
Song Yan: "You disobey orders, right?"
Yang Chi stopped and leaned forward.
Song Yan: "Stand up for me!-Stand upright!"
Yang Chi straightened up.
Song Yan pointed his chin to the street: "Return to the team."
Yang Chi turned straight and trot down the steps.
Late at night, the street was empty, and a fire truck was parked opposite.
Jiang Yi came forward, what to say,
Song Yan frowned and shook her head impatiently. Jiang Yi stood upright, saluted him, and ran away with Yang Chi.
Song Yan stood there, rubbing his dirty face with a mask, accidentally touching his cheek, he sighed in cold air, licked his teeth with pain, and spit out a spit.
Damn, the toothache really sucks!
Song Yan glanced back at the direction of Xu Qin's office, and after half a second, he withdrew his eyes.
Jiang Yi just got on the bus, Yang Chi asked: "How do I think the Song team is not right today?"
Jiang Yi: "What do you want to say?"
Yang Chi: "Just because of his temper, he has to put it on as usual, he has no good face."
Jiang Yi: "The other party is a woman."
Yang Chi didn't take it for granted: "Song team's temper is not too polite to women.-I guess this is a beautiful woman."
As he was talking, Song Yan jumped into the car with his hand, and slapped it on the back of Yang Chi's head.
Yang Chi immediately begged for mercy: "I shut up!"
Song Yan: "Drive."
The red fire truck started slowly.
All the way through, the street lights are brilliant. The city is still sleeping, but the sky is slightly shining.
Song Yan's hand was leaning against the window, and the smoke between his fingers had burned to the end. He glanced back, and the brethren in the car fell asleep with a twist, and he breathed the last cigarette and slowly spit out again.
The scene in the hospital appeared in front of me.
With her hands in her arms, she leaned back in the chair, her chin raised slightly, her expression cold, and looked at him without mercy, just as she had done.
Song Yan never thought about it. She returned to China, and she could not recognize him.
Oh, almost ten years in a flash.