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When Xuancheng enters summer, the first thing it has to face is violent storms. When such heavy rains hit the city, the provincial hospitals are also overcrowded, especially the emergency department.
Whenever it rains heavily, traffic casualties account for the largest proportion of emergency cases, and this year is no exception.
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The harsh sound tore the eardrums of everyone in the operating room. The chief surgeon, the intern assistant, and several nurses all paused at the same time and looked at the patient in unison.
The patient on the operating table had gray hair and wounds on his forehead, chest, waist and abdomen. He had little hope when he was brought to the hospital. As medical staff, everyone hopes to have a chance with death, but it is inevitable that there will be times when there is no way to save the life.
Ye Zhiqiu quietly put down the blood-stained scalpel and took the sterile cotton next to it to wipe the blood on the old man's face bit by bit.
When the old man brought her here just now, she always felt familiar. On the operating table, before the old man died, he softly murmured again: "Ami, useless grandma is leaving first."
It was this sentence that reminded Ye Zhiqiu of the past three years ago.
It was also a typhoon night. Ye Zhiqiu, who had just graduated, had just entered the Provincial Hospital for internship. She passed Xianfeng Road every day when driving to and from work. She had only just driven for a short time, so she was not very skilled. Plus, she was in the middle of a storm. , his vision was unclear, and he accidentally bumped into the old man on the operating table.
After losing the money, Ye Zhiqiu learned from the reminders of others that this old man was a professional porcelain maker and wandered around Xianfeng Road when he had nothing to do. Later, Ye Zhiqiu saw her from a distance several times while passing by Xianfeng Road.
After the highway reconstruction was completed, Ye Zhiqiu never walked there again. Unexpectedly, three years later, the old man still touched her hand. Looking at the marks, it was obvious that the driver had no time to brake and simply stepped on the accelerator to avoid more trouble later.
Ye Zhiqiu took off his gloves, smoothed the old man's hair and sighed, then raised his head and calmly said thank you to his colleagues in the operating room and walked out.
Waiting outside the operating room were the police responsible for the accident, the perpetrator and the insurance salesman.
The perpetrator was a middle-aged man in his early forties, dressed elegantly and wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. As soon as he saw Ye Zhiqiu, he jumped up from his chair, his face full of concern: "How is the old lady doing?"
Ye Zhiqiu glanced at him, pursed his lips, and turned to the policeman next to him: "Time of death, 8:37 p.m."
After hearing this, the driver who caused the accident was relieved. He sat down on a chair and discussed compensation matters in a low voice with the insurance salesman next to him.
The police officer responsible for handling this incident is named Zhou. He is in his thirties. He is stationed in the Xianfeng Road area and oversees a few scattered blocks. He handles only a few things. For those special residents, I feel very sad. There are points too.
After hearing what Ye Zhiqiu said, Police Officer Zhou didn't have much reaction. He just said oh, nodded, lowered his head and made notes on the official document, and then shook his head: "This old lady, she has been doing porcelain for many years. , finally failed."
"Have your family members been informed?" Ye Zhiqiu asked.
Police Officer Zhou hummed: "The old lady has a number in her cell phone. She has a granddaughter at home, whose surname is Cheng, Cheng Ami."
Having said this, Officer Zhou put away his notepad, sat next to the driver who caused the accident, and patted him on the shoulder: "You almost lost two lives in this collision."
When the driver who caused the accident heard this, another layer of water oozed from his forehead. His eyes widened in disbelief: "No way, Officer Zhou, this old lady is so old, how can she still have a child in her belly?"
"What are you thinking about?" Police Officer Zhou looked helpless: "This old lady has no one to rely on, except a granddaughter she picked up. The granddaughter became blind a few years ago."
Ye Zhiqiu had his first major surgery today, and his hands were a little weak. It was time to get off work, and he really had no strength, so he sat down on the bench next to Constable Zhou and took a rest. She didn't bother to take off the mask, so she hung it loosely on her left ear. The loose surgical gown made her look slimmer.
Police officer Zhou was still explaining the situation to the driver at the side: "Although my granddaughter is seventeen years old this year, she can't see. How is she different from a three-year-old child? A three-year-old child will dig into the trash can when he is hungry. A blind man, If you go out to look for food, you won't end up in a smelly ditch, and you'll probably be bullied by others. So if you kill the old lady, it means you've cut off the girl's food ration."
"Don't mention it, the little girl is quite handsome." After saying this, Police Officer Zhou dug into his pocket and stuffed a cigarette into his mouth after a while.
Ye Zhiqiu went back to rest, but his eyes were staring blankly at the white wall opposite.A trace of blood seemed to have been touched by Grandma Ami's hand when she suddenly stretched out her hand.
Seeing that Officer Zhou was still looking for a lighter, Ye Zhiqiu calmly interjected: "No smoking."
The driver who caused the accident also whispered and laughed with Police Officer Zhou: "No, you can't smoke, you can't smoke."
"I still have insurance, right? I'll pay you whatever I have to pay." The driver who caused the accident didn't panic and showed no fear at all. Naturally, he didn't consider the difficulties of the old lady's granddaughter.
However, the insurance specialist next to her was slightly sympathetic in her words: "She would have made a profit if she had bought an accident insurance on her own. At her age, if she fell into a car accident on the road, the compensation would not be much, and she would not be able to support her granddaughter. This life."
Ye Zhiqiu looked tired, and glanced sideways at the insurance specialist who was proud of his cleverness. Next to him, police officer Zhou and the driver who caused the accident looked at her curiously.
"The old lady has approached the director of our ophthalmology department. She came here to ask about donation a few years ago. She is a cataract patient herself, and it has been so severe that she has been unable to see clearly in the past two years."
Ye Zhiqiu steeled himself, stood up, stared at the driver who was sitting upright, and spoke coldly: "Otherwise, do you think Pengci can get under your wheel?"
The three men exchanged glances with each other, and Police Officer Zhou said in a somewhat understanding voice: "It turns out that the old lady has thought about giving her eyes to her granddaughter."
The other two people were stared at by Ye Zhiqiu, who was wearing surgical clothes, and felt a little uneasy. They all turned their eyes away consciously, touching their knees and not daring to speculate or chat anymore.
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the list in her hand again. She had to wait here with these people for their family members to sign to confirm the operation process and results. She glanced at Officer Zhou: "When will the family members arrive?"
"My colleague will pick her up and she should arrive soon." Police Officer Zhou looked down at the time: "It will take another ten minutes or so."
Logically speaking, this meeting should have arrived. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com