The Surgeon's Studio

[I'm discharged. Let's go home!]

The exclamation mark was very eye-catching. When Zheng Ren saw it, he did not feel relieved. Instead, his heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable emotion lingered in his heart.

According to his own judgment, the little boy should only have about three months to live.

However, she kept saying that her condition was getting better and that she was looking forward to going back to school. This was what Zheng Ren felt was abnormal.

He looked at the post from 12 minutes ago, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

After a slight hesitation, Zheng Ren's hand started to tap on the phone screen a few times. He opened the chat interface and typed a line of words.

[Are you okay?]

It was a simple message without any punctuation. Zheng Ren's finger stopped on the send button and did not press it for a long time.

"Boss Zheng, why didn't you read today?" Lin Yuan asked.

Zheng Ren raised his head and smiled at Lin Yuan."I'm chatting with a little kid."

"A small patient? You must have met him in Sea city. "

Zheng Ren didn't explain in detail to Lin Yuan. He had his usual smile on his face, as if doing so would make the whole world a little more gentle and kind.

There was nothing to hesitate about. Zheng Ren's gaze returned to his phone and he pressed the send button.

Looking at the four words that he had sent, Zheng Ren waited quietly.

As for what he was waiting for, Zheng Ren had no idea.

Perhaps it was a message.

It might be a reply.

Perhaps there were many possibilities.

But the most likely thing was that he wouldn't get any answer.

"Boss Zheng, the judging for the Nobel Prize will be over in a few days, and the results will be announced. Are you nervous?" Lin Yuan chatted with Zheng Ren as he wrote the medical record.

Gao Shaojie paused for a moment. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to boss Zheng's answer.

From the analysis of all the signs, Gao Shaojie felt that the 50 - 50 chance that Su Yun had mentioned was not an impossible task. However, as the day gradually approached, he began to feel a little nervous. Boss Zheng, on the other hand, was young and mature, and he didn't seem to have changed at all.

He was as calm as a mountain. He only carried out normal medical treatment and live-streamed surgeries every day, and his emotions never seemed to fluctuate.

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Gao Shaojie did not dare to ask. He quietly waited for Zheng Ren's answer, hoping to find some answers from his words.

However, Zheng Ren did not say anything. His phone vibrated, and his brows furrowed.

[Who are you?]

A reply appeared in front of Zheng Ren.

[I'm the Doctor from Room 912. We met at the entrance of the ultrasound room half a year ago. Do you still remember me?]

[You ... Where are you? can I see you?]

[Department of interventional services, doctor's office.]

After Zheng Ren replied, the chat interface on the phone went silent. The little boy on the other end of the phone did not say anything more. In fact, Zheng Ren had a feeling that the person on the other end of the phone was not the little boy himself.

The tone of his voice was different. It was completely different from the child in Zheng Ren's memory.

Zheng Ren stood up and walked to the door of the doctor's office as he thought of countless possibilities.

He squinted at the door of the ward area. There were people coming and going there, and Zheng Ren hoped that he could see the little boy.

Even if the system panel was blood-red or pale, it was fine as long as he was alive.

As a doctor, he was used to seeing life and death, but he could not be torn apart by the great force between life and death. It was very difficult to achieve this. It was too difficult.

Even Zheng Ren, who had the system, could not do it.

Su Yun always mocked him for being an ostrich, but Zheng Ren felt that he was not an ostrich, but an injured wild wolf. In the dead of the night, he would be alone in the system space, licking the wounds on his heart. He did not want to affect his work the next day.

Day after day, month after month, year after year.

Some would run away, some would face it head on. No matter what the choice was, it was not bad.

Just as he was letting his thoughts run wild, a hoarse voice asked,""Doctor, were you the one who spoke on QQ just now?"

As expected ... Zheng Ren's heart sank.

A middle-aged woman was standing beside him. She was not the 30-something-year-old woman in Zheng Ren's memory.

The woman's hair was a mess. A few strands of hair were stuck to her cheek, with a little grayish-white color. The sun shone on the woman's face from behind Zheng Ren, and the speckles of gray and white could not be dispelled.

It had only been half a year. How did it become like this? Zheng Ren already knew the answer, but he did not want to think about it.

Nodding his head, Zheng Ren's lips moved slightly, but he did not make a sound.

The woman looked at Zheng Ren and vaguely recognized him. Out of habit, she wanted to smile to express her respect for the doctor and her gratitude to the person who had been thinking about her child.

However, a smile didn't appear at all. The corner of her mouth twitched twice, and her eyes revealed a dead gray color. There was no life in them.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, the woman brushed her hair to her ear.

Her hair and eyes were gray-white, and her entire body was gray-white, which was out of place with the afternoon sun.

"Thank you," he said. The woman bowed deeply, her movements slow and stiff.

"You're welcome. Please come in. " Zheng Ren said softly.

"No, I won 't." The woman said,"I still have to go through the discharge procedures."

"My child ..." Zheng Ren asked softly.

"No more treatment." The woman's tone was a little strange. Zheng Ren was 40% confused, 30% unwilling, 20% relieved, and 10% indifferent.

Zheng Ren didn't know if he was overreacting or what, but he could actually hear such complicated emotions in that instant.

He didn't say a word and just quietly looked at the woman who had aged 20 years in half a year. Her life had already turned from colorful to gray. She could not empathize with what she had experienced in between.

"The child is suffering too much." "He's very strong,"the woman said faintly." I know he just wants to keep me company. There's no need for that. We're going to use the rest of our time to look at the sun, the grass, and have a quiet chat. "

Her words were scattered, like sand falling from a hourglass to the ground, and there was no way to pick them up.

However, Zheng Ren understood what she meant. This was the last time they could be together, and she did not want to waste it on the endless painful treatment.

When he was in the First People's Hospital of Haicheng City, Zheng Ren had seen many patients who had given up on emergency treatment. Sometimes, he even had to persuade the patient's family members that this kind of diagnosis and treatment was a bottomless pit that couldn't be filled at all, and they had to act within their means.

In the end, it was highly likely that they would lose both their wealth and life. If others did not keep them, their family would not be able to live on.

However, looking at the woman in front of him, Zheng Ren could not say a word.

"My tears have run dry, but there's really nothing I can do now." "I've come to see you," the woman said softly."I want to see everyone who has spoken to him. I want to keep every memory."

The woman bowed deeply again."Thank you, doctor." Thank you for still thinking about him. Don't worry, he's not lonely. "