The Twelve Years: Song of the Unsung Friends

In the glass in front of him, the swelling tea was rolled up and down, and Shen Xi stared at the glass, as if to avoid his shyness, but in fact he was not really facing each other, and there was no him in the house...

"I'll wait for you." He said.

"Yeah." She nodded. What do you nod for? He also missed it.

A phone call didn't last long, but it was like a long talk for a few hours, quite exhausting.

Usually people's estimates of their own time are always wrong.

Shen Xi was expected to be fine in the afternoon, but was called to the outpatient floor by the nurse at one o'clock. The nurse who called her was recruited from the nursing school. She speaks a little English and arranges to receive foreigners. The little nurse was also on the dock that day, so he was very sensitive to European flu.

When the little nurse saw her, she kept talking about the sudden situation: three patients just came from Germany, a family of three. The man has obvious flu symptoms and hemoptysis...

"How many people are in the outpatient clinic?" Shen Xi said.

"Dr. Shen, you have confessed that the patients who came from outside in the past few months tried to wait alone as much as possible, and that room is their family.

"Is there a doctor here? Where's the nurse?"

"The nurse is me and the head nurse. There is no doctor yet. Someone has notified Deputy Dean Duan."

The director of this hospital is in politics. He is not in the hospital all the year round. Duan Menghe is responsible for all matters. It is estimated that Duan Menghe will come over soon: "Go and make preparations, isolate the patient, and let the deputy director Duan not enter the isolation ward. ."

Shen Xi put on a mask and gloves, and according to a series of countermeasures discussed with Chen Linguan, he vacated the half-floor ward, pulled an isolation line, and disinfected inside the line. There is no special infectious disease clinic in the hospital. According to the treatment methods of plague and malaria, it can already achieve the ultimate.

"Wait," Shen Xi said, "You ask someone outside the quarantine line to make a phone call for me to three, three, four..." She hesitated, "Find a Mr. Tan and tell him that I've been here these two days. The hospital is very busy, so I won't visit him."

Tan Qingxiang will definitely find where Fu Dongwen goes.

I'm afraid I can't have dinner together tonight.

The doctor from the internal medicine department was also blocked by the nurse, saying that it was Dr. Shen's confession. Since she was in the ward, let her come to the main clinic instead of too many doctors. After all, there is no cure for this flu, and the recruits are all young and middle-aged people without much sacrifice.

Shen Xi received the three patients in the ward.

Because the Germans do not understand the language, they had to simply ask about the condition in English, and the other party was also unclear. Shen Xi looked at the body temperature of several people and found that only the 17-year-old daughter was normal. She told the nurse to take the girl to the next ward for observation, and she and the head nurse guarded the middle-aged couple.

Shen Xi considers that there are two children in the head nurse’s house, and try to keep her from contacting the patients as much as possible. The head nurse is anxious at last: "Doctor Shen, you can just drive us all out and stay in the ward. Up."

Shen Xi laughed, and his voice came out of the mask: "I think, no one can let you in already."

"If you fall, what will Deputy Dean Duan do?"

"...Vice President Duan, a relative of the prime minister, a doctor of medicine who returned from studying abroad, and the director of our hospital, he will be very well in the future," Shen Xi helplessly, "I really just have a colleague relationship with him. I haven't developed it in half a step."

The two said.

The little nurse ran in: "Deputy Dean Duan is outside, I want to come in."

Shen Xi went to the corridor, saw Duan Menghe's figure from a distance, and said loudly, "I have a patient who has scheduled an operation tomorrow morning, and I will leave it to you, Duan Menghe. Also, there are seven patients in the ward on the third floor. , Also give you all."

At the other end of the corridor, Duan Menghe walked back and forth, black leather shoes stepping on the ground, echoing in the corridor: "Shen Xi, what department do you belong to? Is it your turn to treat the patients here? Do we have no internal medicine? "

"This is a high-risk infectious disease. I'm here and naturally want me to come," she replied confidently. "Besides, I was in Renji's internal medicine department, you know best. Also, there is no effective treatment for this disease. Direction, I am here enough."

Duan Menghe could not find a reason to refute her.

"Besides, Duan Meng and you should understand that I have shown you European news. The young and middle-aged people are the ones that kill the most from this disease. The doctors in our hospital, including you, are within this range," Shen Xi said again. Since I am already here, why make unnecessary sacrifices?"

Duan Menghe was silent, staring at her from a distance.

The nurses were evacuating the patients. The long-distance conversation between Shen Xi and Duan Menghe fell in the ears of everyone present. The foreign patients are okay, and the Chinese patients understand that there is no need to evacuate at all. They all evacuated immediately. This floor. But there was an old man in his sixties who was walking against the current, asking Duan Menghe's side if there was anything he could help.

The old man wore an old robe and kept a pigtail from the Qing Dynasty. He was afraid of losing face, hiding his identity as a Chinese medicine doctor, and came to the Western Hospital to see the exposed tumor on his abdomen. However, he heard Shen Xi say that the mainstream people who are infected are young and middle-aged, thinking that he is an elderly person and a doctor, and he should be able to help.

Duan Menghe was so inquired by the elderly because he was worried about Shen Xi's safety, but it eased. In the face of patients, doctors are kind. After patiently explaining to the old man, he asked the nurse to send the old Chinese doctor away.

"Tell me about your patient's condition." He recovered his calm.

After Shen Xi briefly confessed to him, he returned to the ward.

The middle-aged man not only coughed up blood, but also dripped blood from his eyes and ears. The head nurse had never seen such severe symptoms of a cold, and he was a little confused. Shen Xi knew that according to the anatomy report shared by Chen Linguan, the patient had little hope of being rescued.

The lady was also lying on the hospital bed, blurring her consciousness, but she was still looking at her husband, muttering words that Shen Xi did not understand in German. Is it comforting the unconscious husband, or something else? I don't know... Slowly, the lady looked at Shen Xi pleadingly, her green eyes were full of tears, and she begged her in English:

Don't hate them because of the war the Germans brought to China, and ask her to save your husband.

Shen Xi's eyes were hot, and he turned his head away, covering up the emotions in his eyes.

She thought, Fu Tongwen said that she would go to Shandong to buy a villa and settle there with her...Shandong, she has not been there yet. The Shandong that Fu Dongwen was thinking about was taken away by the Germans.

The mood is complicated, it is for the country, but also to see the affection of this ordinary couple in danger.

In the evening, the meal was delivered.

The little girl was forcibly locked in another room because she repeatedly wanted to break into her parents' ward, and the dinner she had sent was knocked over. She was isolated in the ward because of her language barrier, and the only mother who could communicate with her also lost consciousness. For the girl, the world collapsed in front of her, crying for a while, shouting for a while.

The silent quarantine area and the entire hospital building are full of girls' voices.

Shen Xi and two nurses sat in the hallway to eat silently.

After all, the little nurse was young. After seeing the male patient's dark skin and **** face, the fighting spirit to save the life was extinguished, and the girl cried out as well.

Shen Xi gently put his hand behind her back, she, who is not good at comforting others, can only comfort the little nurse in this way.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the middle-aged male patient died.

She finally realized what Chen Linguan called "powerlessness."

The air was gray, like dust floating everywhere, making her breathless.

"Doctor Shen." Someone in the distance called her.

Shen Xi returned to his soul.

"Deputy Dean Duan asked the telephone company to come and help you get a phone," the resident doctor said loudly. "You will be in the quarantine area for a long time. He said it is convenient to talk about work." The telephone set in the duty room on the first floor was removed, installed on a wooden board, and sent over with the telephone line.

The resident doctor used the method of delivering food on the wooden board connected to the telephone and pulled the rope to send it in.

The wooden board dragged the phone cord, as if he had grown feet, crawling on the ground.

After arriving in the quarantine area, she picked it up, couldn't find a proper place to put it, moved a stool, and put it on top. The first thing I did when I picked up the phone was to report to Duan Menghe about the situation here. Duan Menghe’s office gathered professional doctors from several western hospitals in Shanghai. They all came here after hearing the first case of flu patients. .

Everyone was discussing the patient's condition and the next medication on the phone.

Everyone had a strong smell of gunpowder in their words, and they quarreled endlessly. On the contrary, Shen Xi, the only doctor on the scene, had nothing to say. He stayed quiet and waited for them to finish. Fortunately, Duan Menghe is a person who can control the scene, and quickly pointed out a new method to Shen Xi.

"Well, I will call you if I have a situation." She replied.

The phone was left in the corridor and ignored.

At six in the morning, the middle-aged female patient died.

The little nurse also developed flu symptoms.

There has been very little verbal communication between her and the head nurse because of the successive deaths of patients and the infection of colleagues. Keeping calm and restraint is a silent understanding between two people.

At seven o'clock, Shen Xi asked Duan Menghe to help and asked the head nurse to talk to his family on the phone.

Shen Xi was in the corridor, facing the wall.

At this moment, she was completely silent. The scalpel vs. the death sickle is a battle between the weak and the strong. Just like Chen Linguan said in his letter, they are not much better than the doctors in the 14th century after hundreds of years. It was the Black Death at that time, but now it is The flu that ravages all countries.

"Doctor Shen, thank you," the head nurse handed back the receiver, "you can also make a call with your family."

family……

Only Fu Dongwen.

Holding the receiver, she froze for a while, and asked the wiring lady for threes and fours. Every moment of waiting is stretched infinitely, like a pendulum that is unbalanced, swinging, unable to swing to the next second...

"Hello." His response caught her soul.

"it's me."

"I'm waiting for your call," he said, "waited all night."

"I am the only doctor here...I can't say it for too long," she said softly, "I have two patients who were not rescued, and the nurse was also infected... Fortunately, the German girl is still good. ."

Tell him what this does and make him worry more? She blamed herself.

"I went to the hospital yesterday afternoon," he was always relaxed, "I didn't go to your floor. I was afraid that I would not be able to help as an idler. On the contrary, I would distract you and delay your rescue. The ambition of my daughter's family, I want Learn to make it happen."

He always said that he was pitiful, in exchange for her anxiety.

"You won't see me when you come, the hospital has regulations." She explained.

She could listen to his breathing, her nose sore in the hospital corridor early in the morning.

Tan Qingxiang said that life is short, and the weight of these four characters is only known today.

"I..." Her heart suddenly tightened, "I regret it."

Even if she was to be infected, she had to tell him how regretful she left Beijing when she left.

Fu Dongwen was silent.

The shirt rubbed against the microphone opening, sandy ground, like the leaves of a plane tree blowing in the wind.

Why don't you speak, it's not that your heart is feeling up? She thought nonsense.

"Three brothers..." He stopped, as if phrasing, and then said, "The mood for you has never been seen in others in the past. If you want to hear it, wait for it to come back and I will tell you slowly. ."

After a long pause, he said again: "You are a doctor who is saving people on the front line. I am a person sitting at home comfortably. I should support you. Don't say these frustrating words."

"No, you didn't affect me..."

Your existence is a kind of support for me.

"Wan Yang," he called a name that was strange to her, "I love you."

He said, after a while, he said: "I love you."

...

The lower half of Shen Xi's face was covered in a mask, a layer of cloth trembled slightly on his face, and his breathing was completely messed up.

Wanyang is in the middle of the water, which has a beautiful meaning.

But it is also a name that is isolated and helpless, surrounded by water, with nowhere to rely on, and a floating life.

...

In the pale light, there was water in her eyes.

He said he loved her, how would she answer?

"Doctor Shen." The head nurse tore through the silence.

Shen Xi hurriedly said "contact again", dropped the receiver and returned to his battlefield.

When the sunlight entered the ward at noon, she was still wondering how he felt like being thrown away after he said something like that?

Everything turned around in the afternoon. After the deaths of the first two patients, the doctors had better countermeasures. Fortunately, the young nurse became the first recovered case in Shanghai. Regarding the flu, Shen Xi at the time believed that China was always better than Europe, but the facts proved that the spread of the epidemic was global. Later, even China and Russia could not avoid it.

It's just that in that era of warlords' melee, I didn't leave much text and photos.

On the third day after the young nurse recovered, Shen Xi left the isolation floor.

Ten days have passed since the day the patient was admitted.

The German girl was so dependent on Shen Xi as the attending doctor that she couldn't speak with her. Fortunately, Tan Qingxiang was a foreigner who used a few phone calls to communicate with the girl, and personally asked her to appease the loss of her parents. The responsibilities of young girls.

Said to be a girl, in fact, because of her ethnic advantage, she is higher than Shen Xi, or even Tan Qingxiang, who has not yet met.

Shen Xi asked the nurse to prepare clean dresses, old styles, and Chinese school uniforms.

Shen Xi and Fu Dongwen agreed that it was four o'clock, and they would meet on the first floor of the hospital waiting.

At 3:35, she couldn't wait to take the girl downstairs first. Unexpectedly, in the hospital door, someone could not wait to arrive first. His car was outside, and the young people who had been ordered to follow him to protect him were all waiting outside, alone, standing quietly by the large glass wooden door, with their hands behind their backs, and put them together.

Waiting is not irritable, but also accompanied by a bored look.

After seeing him for a long time, it was just normal, but when I stood in the crowd, it immediately became different. He is a big man, standing in front of the plain white painted hospital gate, he has the ability to make the floating flowers and waves disappear.

From the moment he saw her, he was looking at her, completely bored.

She walked all the way, he looked.

"When did you arrive?" She looked like a girl student blocked by the gate of the school, asking with a guilty conscience in the eyes of the nurses and several doctors in the lobby.

"I don't know, it's about two o'clock." He approached.

"Two o'clock?" How long has it been standing... "You come so early, don't tell me."

The tip of Shen Xi's nose touched his suit, and Hajime guessed what he was going to do, but he didn't give her a chance to think about it, and directly kissed her lips.

This is in China, not in New York, even in New York, it is not when two lovers kiss anytime, anywhere, regardless of occasion...especially a place where people come and go like a hospital...

Still, a deep kiss with a completely lost mouthpiece.

She was totally weightless by the kiss, and her soul shook violently in her body, as if being pulled away.

After kissing, he still has to laugh.

"Dating this kind of thing, you have to wait for a while before you can be sincere," he kissed her on the lips, and then on the forehead, with a frivolous man. "The third brother will take you to eat lamb chops. like."