Today is the third day after Li Shu's surgery, and it is also her deadline. If she hasn't woken up yet, the chances of her waking up in the future will be getting lower and lower. She may even end up being brain dead, relying on the support of machines and drugs to survive.
It is already difficult for a villager to have enough to eat. How can they have spare money to pay for hospital bills? If she becos a vegetative patient, her family may decide to take her back to their ho, which would be equivalent to letting her die.
Thinking of this possibility, he felt strangely uncomfortable. She still had a long future, but he could only watch her die. For such a young girl, experiencing such a childhood must have been very difficult and would have left her deeply traumatized. He knew that even if she survived, she would not be able to live a normal life in the future.
Song Yan cared deeply about his little patient and sighed from ti to ti. When he walked to the ICU departnt, the nurses and doctors looked at him curiously. They had never seen the thoracic genius look as uneasy as he did today. His frown was so deep that he could kill a fly with his eyebrows.
After Song Yan entered the ICU, he walked to the nursing station and asked, "Good morning, comrade. Has my little patient's condition made any progress?"
The nurse looked at his tired face and the wrinkled dical gown under his white coat, and said, "Good morning, Doctor Song. Although there is no progress yet, the patient's condition has improved compared to yesterday."
Song Yan nodded, looked at the docunt handed over by the nurse, and said, "I will go in and talk to her."
After he left the nurse's station, another nurse ca over and said dreamily, "Doctor Song is so considerate and gentle. I wonder who will be lucky enough to marry him."
The nurse looked at her friend, shook her head and said, "Stop dreaming. Who doesn't know that Doctor Song only cares about his studies and his patients. If you want to be treated gently by him, you should try to hurt your lungs and beco his patient."
When the nurse heard this, she trembled all over and said, "I'm not crazy enough yet to hurt myself. It's enough to see him once in a while. Just looking at his handso face, my fatigue has disappeared."
"If a girl really marries Doctor Song, she might have done sothing outrageous in her previous life and been punished in this life."
After hearing what she said, her friend frowned at her and asked, "I know you look down on a girl who flatters a handso man, but is it necessary to say those ugly words?"
The nurse sighed and said, "I'm not looking down on anyone. Have you ever seen Doctor Song take leave or go ho?"
The other nurse shook her head.
"Have you ever seen who Doctor Song wrote letters to or had a al with?" she asked again.
The other nurse shook her head again.
"Doctor Song is basically living in the hospital. This hospital is his ho. So, do you still think that a woman is lucky to marry such a man? If she marries such a man, she will live a widow's life despite having a living husband ah," the nurse added.
Finally understanding why her friend said such ugly words, the nurse widened her eyes and said, "I didn't think that far ahead. I just thought he was handso, smart, caring, and gentle. If he was so good to patients, he might treat his wife better."
"That's because he is a doctor, and it is his job to treat patients and care for their health. As for his wife, he doesn't even have a girl close to him. How do you know he will treat his wife well? What's more, where can he find a wife? It's not like a wife falls from the sky." The nurse said, amused by her own words.
While the nurses were talking about his private matters, Song Yan had already put on a dical gown, a mask, and a pair of gloves. He stood beside Li Shu's bed and let out a long sigh.
He stood there and looked at her for a long ti, and finally said, "Little friend, now it's ti to wake up. I promised you that as long as you open your eyes and say a word, I will buy you a lot of at and candies."
Song Yan knew that he would look stupid talking alone. But for so reason, he believed that comatose patients were actually awake and could hear voices and sounds around them. They may even feel the touch on their skin. Even though there was no scientific basis for it, he believed the little girl could hear him.
So, he stretched out his hands and held Li Shu's thin hand tightly. Her hands were so thin that he could clearly feel her joints and bones in his big palms.
He held her hand and said, "I forgot, you don't know , so you may not wake up to a stranger's words. So, let introduce myself."
Song Yan ca close to her and said in her ear, "Comrade Li Shu, my na is Song Yan. I am your attending doctor and the person who performs lung surgery on you. I am from the capital, and many people are jealous of because of my talent. Because of that, they hate and no one wants to be my friend."
"I heard a lot about you from my teacher. He told that you might be willing to beco my friend. I know you are sad, angry, and scared. So, if you want to continue sleeping, I can understand. However, although soone hurts you and treats you badly, there are still many people who care about you and wait for you to co back."
"Comrade Li Shu, I want to be friends with you. If you agree to be my friend, can you give a signal?" he added.
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