The Flustering Sound of the Pipa from the Hallway - Chapter 38

In the corridor, a young doctor was squatting with his head. When Shen Shiyan came out, he stood up with a trembling mouth, but maybe because he had stood for too long, or because of the fear and guilt that could not stand in his heart. He didn’t stand upright at all, but like a year. An old man with a hunched back.

“Dr. Shen … I really didn’t mean it.”

Shen Shiyan knew this person. He was a doctor in a clinic over his house. Once he lost his nail-sticking tape. He went to him and bought a roll of medical tape temporarily.

“Have you done a skin test?” Shen Shiyan looked at his face, and said calmly, even close to cold.

The doctor suddenly started crying, he sobbed and shook his head: “I … I did yesterday … nothing happened yesterday …”

“‘Penicillin injection she agent, must be skin tested before use. And penicillin allergy is not life-long, the body’s allergic state to penicillin will change with time, internal environment, immune status and other conditions, a skin test result can only indicate that the body is in a certain Allergic status to penicillin in one stage … ‘”

Shen Shiyan, who had been standing quietly, suddenly grabbed the collar of the person in front of him, and pulled him severely in front of him. Every word after him seemed to have been rubbed with teeth, with ruthlessness and pain. “Did you go to school?”

“I didn’t do it on purpose,” the young doctor shook his head desperately, “Dr. Shen … I know Uncle Gu, and it won’t hurt him, it is … he saw his granddaughter fall asleep … let me not do a skin test Come on, lose it soon … I think I lost all day yesterday, and it’s okay, just … I’m sorry … I’m really sorry … “

Shen Shiyan looked at him motionlessly, listening to his explanation and remorse expressionlessly. After a long silence, he suddenly let go of him. The man was still wearing a white coat and clothes that he could see almost every day, but Shen Shiyan’s eyes hurt at the moment.

Before turning, he said, “Take off your clothes.”

There are so many professions in this world. Only doctors are responsible for repairing lives. And no life can afford the word “sorry.” In pain and numbness, Shen Shiyan remembered that his father had told him so.

Old Gu’s children quickly arrived at the hospital. They didn’t shock Grandma Osmanthus at night, and Gu Chennian’s mother went to the courtyard.

For so many years as a doctor, Shen Shiyan was in class for the first time. When he was **** in the office, he suddenly lost his energy and slipped to the ground.

Granny Osmanthus loves high blood pressure and her legs are not so good, so everyone didn’t wake her up at night. The next morning, he couldn’t hide it, and Gu’s daughter whispered to her when she woke up, “Mom, Dad is gone.”

Shen Shiyan was there, or he didn’t leave Lao Gu’s house all night. Because I was afraid Grandma Osmanthus was too emotional, there was nothing unexpected.

The wrinkled eyelids trembled. For a long time, the old man raised his hand and closed the untidy white hair on the side of the ear.

“Gone …” Grandma Osmanthus spoke quietly, as if she murmured unconsciously. For a while, she took her daughter’s hand and raised her face and asked her, “Isn’t it just a cold … Oh, I measured him, and got a little fever … Why, just left?”

When speaking the last sentence, Grandma Osmanthus’ eyes turned to Shen Shiyan, probably because the person in this room was the only doctor. Shen Shiyan saw trust in those eyes, saw expectation, and tears. His squatting motion seemed difficult and stiff. Holding the hand that showed clear veins, it took a lot of effort to squeeze a word out of his throat.

“Lao Gu was allergic to the infusion and did not rescue him.”

He saw those eyes closed for a moment, then opened again, and became chaos like a fog. He felt sore and sour that he couldn’t speak again, so he had to hold her tightly.

Lao Gu’s daughter choked and explained some more. Shen Shiyan didn’t have the courage to look up from beginning to end.

The hand in his hand suddenly moved, and the person in front of him no longer sat quietly, as if struggling to get up, Shen Shiyan hurriedly supported Grandma Osmanthus.

She patted his hand and said, “I’ll see him.”

The funeral of Lao Gu was very low-key. Except for opening three bottles of good wine, Zheng Weiwei brought a large basket of Bai jú, so nothing else was added. The wine was sprinkled by Shen Shiyan, because Grandma Osmanthus said that Lao Gu loved to drink with him, and often thought about it.

“Drinking three bottles all at once, but it’s bad for your health.” Grandma Osmanthus wiped the corners of her eyes and sighed. “But I feel bad about you leaving alone, so I’ll get you more. You can solve it, but it’s better to stay Click on it and drink whenever you want. “

Shen Shiyan watched the pool of wine seep into the ground, meandering into a peculiar shape. The wine scented directly to the sky, he couldn’t help thinking that Gu should take a sip, squint his eyes and pout at the moment, boasting that his wine was really fragrant.

When the sun was setting, Shen Shiyan did not expect Meng Xintang to come. The two met without talking, and Shen Shiyan led him to incense the old Gu. The old Gu who turned black and white still smiled happily. Shen Shiyan suddenly remembered the day when he ordered the newspaper. The old Gu told him and hurriedly brought them over to take a look.

In fact, Shen Shiyan knew that this little old man couldn’t have such an open mind. Even Gu Nian was going to a country. He also came to tell him how the children’s minds are getting wilder and more uneasy. But it was because he told him that he had found a man, so he turned himself so quickly.

The old Gu distressed him, especially distressed. Since Mid-Autumn Festival ten years ago, he strung many streets to buy him his favorite bean paste moon cakes, and he knew it plainly.

Shen Shiyan went to the wine room to fetch a bottle of wine, and paid homage to Ms. Xintang. After spilling these two glasses of wine, he felt that Gu’s funeral was really done.

Meng Xintang will start staring at a test at nine o’clock. After counting the time, he can only stay here for less than an hour. He saw Shen Shiyan’s pale complexion, touched his phone, and stunned for a while. Shen Shiyan didn’t allow him to find a way. He took off his glasses and handed them to Meng Xintang, washed his face in the yard, and turned his head and said, “I’ll take you out.”

When walking to the entrance of Hutong, Shen Shiyan stopped and asked Meng Xintang if there was smoke. Meng Xintang took out a half pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and when he lowered his head to open, he heard a sound in the lonely air.

“I didn’t hear Gu Gu’s throat yesterday morning. I should go and see him.”

He raised his head and saw that Shen Shiyan was hanging his head, and the broken hair in the forehead half was swayed by the wind.

He tightened the cigarette case, but his arms hugged him gently.

“Knowing eaves, no one can predict what will happen next.”

How can Shen Shiyan not understand this? Just understand it, understand it, and affection is affection.

After the two men smoked a cigarette, Shen Shiyan smoked another one from Meng Xintang’s hand, and then the second and third until the cigarette case was empty. Meng Xintang accompany him silently, not talking, but only when he put on a new cigarette, lit up to him, and the occasionally lit small flame and cigarette butts were the only light in the dark .

After smoking, Shen Shiyan urged: “Okay, the smoke is gone, you should go.”

Meng Xintang reached out and touched his face gently with the back of his arched fingers.

“I’ll call you when you get there, take a good rest at night, don’t think too much, okay?”

“Relax,” Shen Shiyan nodded. “Tomorrow I have one day of surgery and I dare not sleep well.”

When Meng Xintang left, Shen Shiyan stood at the hutong for a while, and did not know what was going on. He walked under the big tree without much consciousness. The place where a bunch of uncles often gathered was very empty at the moment, there was no music, no play, but on a stone bench, there was a little girl with hair on her shoulders.