Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

Or the small restaurant next door.

This time, there were only Mr. Zhu and Xu Yang, just like at the beginning.

"have a drink?"

"Okay." Xu Yang smiled.

Mr. Zhu poured two cups. When he raised the cup, he found that Xu Yang didn't move much and was still a little lost. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" Xu Yang looked over and seemed to have just come back to his senses.

Mr. Zhu smiled: "What are you thinking about? You have wine and meat, and you can still be distracted and think about other things? It's not a common thing to have a meal of wine and meat."

Xu Yang nodded: "Yes, it's just...I have to leave."

Zhu Lao was startled: "Where to go?"

Xu Yang looked up at Mr. Zhu and said, "The future."

Mr. Zhu put down his wine glass and said amusedly: "Is it so philosophical?"

Xu Yang looked around, with a complex look on his face, and said, "Although I like this era very much, the direction I am working towards is the future."

Mr. Zhu looked at Xu Yang and didn't understand what Xu Yang was talking about, but he could feel the seriousness in Xu Yang's words.

Xu Yang squeezed the smile on his face and said with emotion: "Going back to the past again and again, I thought I was learning medical skills, but in fact I was witnessing it."

Mr. Zhu asked: "What are you witnessing?"

Xu Yang replied: "Witness history and witness the times."

After saying that, Xu Yang imagined scenes one after another.

Follow Master Qian... Follow Master Li... Follow Master Pu...

In every era, there are people who are dedicated to their ideals.

Mr. Zhu also fell silent.

After a while, Mr. Zhu said: "I don't know why, but I always have a premonition in my heart that after today, we will never see each other again."

Xu Yang also fell silent. In his time, Mr. Zhu had passed away, and there was indeed no chance of meeting him.

Mr. Zhu shook his head, laughed, and said, "This idea is a bit inexplicable. Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Since you have decided to leave, I wish you a better future."

Xu Yang picked up the wine glass, looked at Mr. Zhu, and said, "Nice to meet you...brother."

Mr. Zhu was slightly startled, then picked up the wine glass and smiled.

…

When the sun shone on Xu Yang's face, his eyes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened them. He felt it was dazzling again, so he quickly closed his eyes and blocked them with his hands. It took a while to get used to it.

He sat up and leaned on the bed, lost in thought.

Looking around, he returned to the hotel.

Xu Yang recalled that he came back from fighting the epidemic on the front line yesterday and is now quarantined in a hotel arranged by the county. Today was only the second day. Xu Yang smiled bitterly and shook his dizzy head.

Breakfast has been placed at the door, waiting for him to pick it up.

Xu Yang came back with breakfast and looked at the cold food. He was a little dazed. Every time he came back with his master, the impact of the two timelines always left him at a loss for a long time.

Especially those close friends and companions who had passed away for a long time now made him feel even more lost.

Parting means farewell forever.

Xu Yang raised the chopsticks, but put them down again.

He lost his appetite.

Picking up the phone, he saw Zhang Ke sent him a message.

"Good morning, Doctor Xu!"

Xu Yang showed a long-lost smile, picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

…

The days of isolation are not easy.

Although the government takes great care of these medical staff, they live in five-star hotels and have good food. If you want to eat something else, you can call the hotel and they will prepare it.

Just can't go out.

This made Xu Yang, who was used to being busy, very uncomfortable.

So he made a call and asked Zhang Ke to send some medical books and his past medical records.

Before the epidemic, he was sorting out his own medical practice experience, trying to summarize the experience and integrate the two paths of lightness and strength. But it was never completed, so I went to support the front line.

Now that I have nothing to do and it is rare to have some free time, I will just do more of this.

In principle, outsiders are not allowed to send things in. But since it was Xu Yang who spoke, special arrangements were made. The materials sent were disinfected and then delivered.

Xu Yang organized what he had learned throughout his life in the hotel.

Under the dim light, busy figures are illuminated.

…

Xu Yang and the others withdrew relatively late, and now the epidemic has basically stabilized. Work has also resumed in various places. Since Mingxin Branch has performed very well in the fight against the epidemic, there are too many patients going to Mingxin Branch for treatment.

Although their team is still in quarantine, the number of appointments has already been filled up, and a large number of people dragged their sick bodies to Wenxian County, thinking of going to the emergency department to see if they could get a chance of diagnosis and treatment, which could be avoided by going to the emergency department. Dropped the already full outpatient clinic.

The main team of Mingxin Branch is still in isolation, but the emergency room is already full and the medical staff can hardly get in.

What if we wait until the main team is released from the lockdown?

This has seriously interfered with the daily operations of the hospital.

Du Yueming is currently dealing with this matter.

Finally, they built several large sheds in the parking lot and started pre-diagnosis there. For minor illnesses, minor disasters, and some chronic diseases, don’t occupy emergency room resources. Just go to the outpatient clinic.

Now the hospital is too busy, so doctors who are recuperating in isolation are busy again. Since I can't get out, I now rely on the video network to consult with the doctors staying at the hospital.

So in fact, they didn't have to be idle for two days before they got busy again.

In addition to these patients who come for treatment, there are also a large number of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Because of this year's anti-epidemic, they are now applying to Mingxin Branch, wanting to come for further studies, and there are more people who want to work and join Mingxin Branch.

The places for further study at Mingxin Branch were already very popular last year, and this year it is even more difficult to get a ticket. It is comparable to the concert tickets of some big singers.

Therefore, the doctors in their Mingxin Branch have all received calls to help get quotas, and even Xu Yang's here has not been spared.

Xu Yanggang had just completed the remote consultation on a difficult disease. Before he could take a break, he received a call.

Xu Yang glanced at his phone. It was a call from an unknown person. He reached out and pinched it. He generally doesn't answer the phone during working hours, especially from strangers.

But soon, the phone rang again.

Xu Yang was a little confused. It shouldn't be harassment or sales calls, otherwise he wouldn't have called continuously. He took a look at the video and saw that doctors from the hospital were still seeing patients, and the consultation had not yet arrived, so he answered the phone: "Hello, who's there?"

Soon, a voice came from the other end: "Hey, you are indeed a great expert. You are so busy now. My old classmates don't answer their calls. Aren't you in quarantine? Are you still very busy?"

Xu Yang asked: "Old classmate, who are you?"

"Co-author, you really deleted all our phone calls, it's me, Yang Chen."

Xu Yang showed a confused look: "Yang Chen..."

"OK!"

Xu Yang then asked doubtfully: "Who is it?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

"Huh?" Xu Yang was still confused.

Yang Chen completely collapsed: "Boss, are you kidding me? It's only been a little over a year since we graduated. You won't forget everything, right?"

Xu Yang recalled it, but he couldn't remember it clearly. He asked: "Who gave you my phone number?"

Yang Chen said: "Boss Yao gave it to me."

Hearing that the call was from Yao Bing, Xu Yang said oh, and then asked: "Is something wrong?"

Yang Chen's voice was not as enthusiastic as it was at first, and he said a little lowly: "I want to ask about the training quota in your hospital."

Xu Yang said: "Let's do this. I'll give you the phone number of our dean Du Yueming. You go and tell him that he is responsible for this matter."

Yang Chen said: "Forget it, let's not trouble him anymore. I know that your hospital's training quota is now very popular, so I won't make it difficult for you and won't let you do favors."

When people said this, Xu Yang felt a little embarrassed.

Yang Chen said again: "Well, let me ask you for another thing. Can you help me? It's a matter of medical treatment."

"Oh? Treat the disease, okay." Xu Yang was a little embarrassed before, but now Xu Yang agreed happily.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Chen's voice was lighter than before: "Okay, thank you."

Xu Yang took out a pen and paper and said, "It's okay. Let's talk about it. What's going on?"

Yang Chen said: "The patient is my aunt. She has rheumatoid arthritis combined with scleroderma. She has been suffering from the disease for 28 years. I have been to many doctors before but failed to cure it. Now I can't get out of bed. Are you here? Are you an expert in this field?”

"Rheumatoid arthritis..." Xu Yang murmured, and the scene of following the teacher this time appeared in front of his eyes.