The sky in the evening will be dark. Tan Zezhen looks up and sees the light from the window, and slowly spits out a breath. The mood of suppressing the day is much better and stranger.
In the living room, Ling Fangping was watching TV on the sofa. Tan Zezhen walked over and hugged him, leaning his head on his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Ling Fangping patted his back on his back. He inexplicably felt that Tan Zezhen's posture was very fragile.
"Let me lie on it for a while, don't talk."
An idol drama is being played on the TV. The heroine said to the actor: "Lend me your shoulder for two minutes."
The hero leads the heroine gently into his arms: "You can lie on it for a lifetime."
The heroine cried with pears and rain, and wet the white shirt.
Ling Fangping inexplicably felt that the scene was very funny, so he said: "30 yuan a minute, don't cry, don't want money."
Tan Zezhen smiled and raised his head from his shoulders: "How much money?"
Ling Fangping: "..."
By this after the war, Tan Zezhen's dark mood could not be stunned. He just sat up and said, "What do you want to eat?"
Ling Fangping: "something casual."
In fact, this is the worst day for Tan Zezhen in years.
The operation failed. The patient's family rushed in and cried, punching and kicking him. At that time, he couldn't even feel the pain. He only saw several faces with grief expressions shaking back and forth in front of him.
So cute little boy, still laughing before being pushed into the operating room in the morning, saying that my uncle should become a doctor when he grows up. But now, it has become a cold body in the morgue, no longer crying, no crying, no more talk.
Cardiac surgery is a surgery with a high risk factor. No one can guarantee a 100% success rate. However, this surgery, with the technique of Tan Zezhen, is very confident. It was only at the crucial moment that the operation was going on. He suddenly fainted and the assistant quickly called other doctors to save the field. But on the operating table, every second counts. When he wakes up, the boy no longer was breathing, and his body begins to get cold.
Medical malpractice.
Tan Zezhen only felt that the heart was heavy like a lead. The hospital's punishment has not yet come down, but it is suspended and re-examined.
Before leaving the hospital, Director Yao said euphemistically that as long as Tan Zezhen was willing to be with his daughter Yao Qing, he could find a way to change. No matter how difficult, he will try to keep him.
Tan Zezhen politely refused. He understands that a father's willingness to succumb to his arrogant daughter does not mean that he likes to be threatened.
The weather in October was under the heavy rain. Lead gray sky, wet and cold air, Tan Zezhen squatted in the empty square. The ringtone of the mobile phone screamed stubbornly over and over again, and Tan Zezhen sneered and picked it up: "Hey."
A cold voice from a middle-aged man came across the street: "I heard that you are unemployed?"
Lie on, and put an eyeliner around him!
"Remember what I said, the position of the general manager has been reserved for you. Don't rush to refuse, you should consider it."
Tan Zezhen's thumb was just placed on the hang up button, and he heard the other party laughing unconsciously sound: "I heard that you have a boy? Yu Yuan is it?"
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