Make a living

Chapter 42

With Qi Yu as an insider, Zheng Haichuan and Zheng Jiahe didn't have to worry too much because they didn't understand the medical treatment process. They quickly finished filming and did a CT scan.

Originally, Qi Yu wanted Zheng Jiahe to also have an MRI, because the performance of MRI is different from the other two, which can better help doctors diagnose and identify lesions.But seeing Zheng Haichuan's pained appearance when he went to the window to pay, Qi Yu still kept his voice, and didn't let the poor boy pay all three fees at once.

That's all, let's see through X-ray and CT first, you can also see the condition of the lesion.

It took a while for the film to come out after filming, and Qi Yu still had work to do, so he told Zheng Haichuan to sit outside the department and wait, or come back later when he got home to pick it up.

"It's okay, I'm on leave today!"

Before getting accurate results, the stone in Zheng Haichuan's chest will not fall off.He simply waved his hand and chased Qi Yu away, "Doctor Qi, go and do your work! We'll wait here, don't get in the way. I'll come back to you when I get the film!"

Qi Yu noticed that since last night, the young man in front of him has changed his name.

Obviously this is correct and normal, but for some reason, Qi Yu felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's like the experiment running well on the device, and suddenly a BUG pops up.

He closed his eyelids, told himself that this was clearly eliminating bugs, and said to Zheng Haichuan, "I don't have time during the day. I'll show you when I get back at night."

After speaking, he put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and left indifferently.Zheng Haichuan was left alone a little confused, lowered his head and sighed to his little nephew: "See, money is not easy to earn. Doctors are not easy!"

Zheng Jiahe sat on the green stool next to him, shaking his feet, and turned his head to stare at Qi Yu's fluttering white robe, feeling a little puzzled.

Uncle Lu, aren't you angry?

When his mother was angry before, she turned around like this, and disappeared in a flash!

Although Qi Yu spoke with some emotion, he was really busy.

By the time I regained my senses, it was already lunch time.

"Let's go and go to the cafeteria to get some food. Today, there are braised pork ribs and my favorite fried winter melon with dried shrimps! I have to go get them quickly, or the patient's family members will snatch them away."

Several doctors in the duty room greeted and walked upstairs to the cafeteria together. When they were about to go out, they remembered to politely call Qi Yu who was still writing his medical history at his desk, "Doctor Qi, are you together?"

"……it is good."

Although Qi Yu has a poisonous mouth and is not close to his colleagues, he still understands the importance of maintaining basic social etiquette in the workplace.He put down the work in his hands, and went up to the rooftop with a few colleagues in his pocket.

Their canteen is set up here, offering a variety of meat and vegetarian options every day.Although there is not enough oil and water, and the taste is not satisfactory, but at least it can be regarded as clean and healthy, and Qi Yuquan can satisfy his hunger.

Today it is rare that there are a few dishes that the chef is good at, and when there are a few doctors in line, there are still a few dishes left.

"The head nurse seems to be busy preparing things for the surgery in the afternoon. I'll make a copy for her."

Dr. Sun, who was in front of Qi Yu, was very good at being a man, so he asked the chef to order an extra dish, and even specially ordered less spicy dishes.Qi Yu remembered that before he went upstairs, he caught a glimpse of Zheng Haichuan's uncle and nephew who was still sitting in the waiting area waiting for the results from the corner of his eye, and he hesitated.

"Brother doctor, what do you eat?"

It's his turn in the cooking team.Qi Yu wanted to put the inexplicable worries in his heart behind him, but when he pointed to a few dishes that looked good, he still said, "Make three copies, thank you."

"Dad, you eat."

"Yao's father is not hungry, Xiaohe Miao is good, eat by yourself."

At noon, there were many fewer patients floating in the hospital.In the waiting area of ​​the radiology department, there were only two people, one big and one small, sitting next to each other on green plastic chairs, sharing something.

Sniffing from a distance, there is a scent of roasted sweet potatoes.

"It's too dark to sell things in this city, and a sweet potato costs five yuan!" Zheng Haichuan lamented while peeling the sweet potatoes for his nephew, "The head of the stove in my hometown is dug out of the ground every autumn. They can’t be eaten up until winter, so there’s no need for money.”

Having said that, Zheng Haichuan didn't hesitate too much when he took out the money, he could see that his little nephew was greedy.

"Open your mouth." The sweet potato just pulled out from the big iron stove was very hot. Zheng Haichuan took it alternately, took a small piece of sweet potato off, fed the golden and soft part into Zheng Jiahe's mouth, and sucked it himself. A mouthful of burnt skin with only a little bit of sweet potato meat left, "Well, it really tastes the same as when we buried it in a firewood pile and roasted it."

"Yao Dad, I miss Dad and Grandpa."

Zheng Jiahe sipped the sweet potato in his mouth and said sullenly.

Zheng Haichuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and fell silent himself.After a while, he continued to peel the sweet potatoes, "Well, Dad Yao also wants to."

"When can we go back to our hometown?" The little boy raised his head.

"...He Miao'er, isn't it good in the city?"

Zheng Haichuan took another mouthful of Zheng Jiahe's sweet potatoes, and asked, "Didn't those kids bully you in the countryside? Now here, you have Dad to take care of you. Aunt Hong, Teacher Lu, and Grandma Gui all like you. Little Nier downstairs also likes you as a brother, isn't it good?"

"But..." Zheng Jiahe lowered his head and shook his little feet dangling under the seat, "But the country is huge. Me, I can go to many places to play."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and added another sentence: "Play by yourself."

Zheng Haichuan obviously didn't eat many sweet potatoes, but he felt his throat was congested.

"Yao Dad didn't do a good job."

He felt that he was too incompetent as an uncle, or that he was busy earning money all day long, but forgot to look up, forgetting that the purpose of earning money was to make the children in front of him grow up happily.

"Dad Yao will take you out to play more in the future, do you want it?"

He touched his little nephew's still thin face distressedly, "We will go to school next year. After going to school, you will meet a lot of new friends and learn more knowledge. You can go wherever you want in the future!"

"Our Xiaohemiao is going to meet the big world, so let's feel wronged now, okay?" Zheng Haichuan continued to break sweet potatoes for Zheng Jiahe, "When your dad's leg is healed, Yao Dad will ask him to take you to that Disney to play !"

"Disney!" Zheng Jiahe's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Really, if you don't go to Yao's father, you will sue grandpa and let grandpa beat your father!" Zheng Haichuan made a promise on behalf of his elder brother without any burden.

"Hey, Dad Yao is the best!" The child was quickly coaxed by such a big cake, covered his mouth and smiled secretly, and still didn't forget to part his fingers and bite another sweet potato to eat.

"Shhh - don't say this in front of your father, just say it in front of me." Zheng Haichuan discussed with his nephew, "Otherwise, it's your father who will beat you and me!"

"Yeah!" Zheng Jiahe quickly nodded obediently.

"cough."

Unknowingly, Qi Yu, who had been listening to the conversation between his uncle and nephew for a long time at the corner, finally found an opportunity to appear, walked up to the two casually, and asked Zheng Haichuan, "Is the movie out yet?"

"Hey, Doctor Qi, are you done?"

Zheng Haichuan stopped talking nonsense with his little nephew, stood up and greeted Qi Yu, "Not yet, I haven't been notified."

"Well, I'll ask." Qi Yu nodded, and passed the two boxes of meals in his hand to Zheng Haichuan, "It's too many, you can eat."

"Ah?" Zheng Haichuan was flattered, "You called us? Oh, no need, I plan to go back and eat later. And look at our little seedlings, we have eaten half of the sweet potatoes!"

"I told you to call more." Seeing that Zheng Haichuan didn't take it, Qi Yu frowned, "You like to eat, if you don't eat, you can throw it in the trash." After speaking, Qi Yu stomped the lunch box to the empty space next to it. On the bench, turn around and walk into the radiation duty room.

How could Zheng Haichuan be willing to waste food?What's more, for such a big man, he has been stuck in the hospital for a long time, and his stomach is already growling.He picked up the lunch box, touched the still hot temperature, and couldn't help feeling touched.

"Xiao Hemiao, you must respect Uncle Qi from now on, you know?" Zheng Haichuan opened the lid of the lunch box while educating Zheng Jiahe, "Although he is our neighbor, he is not obliged to do this for us. He was the one who brought us food, he is so kind! We should treat him more in the future! People understand each other, so we can't be ungrateful!"

"Understood." Zheng Jiahe nodded, and was a little puzzled, "Isn't it Uncle Lu?" Why did Uncle Lu change his name again?Can a person have several names when he grows up?

"Hey," Zheng Haichuan originally wanted to correct his little nephew's name, but thinking that he always called it wrong, he simply gave up, "Forget it, forget it, you are young, call it whatever you want."

"Oh." Zheng Jiahe no longer entangled in this kind of thing, he saw the meat in the lunch box, and his eyes were glued to it, "Dad Yao, I want to eat ribs!"

"Eat, eat, eat, I'll give you everything, as long as your little belly can hold it!" Zheng Haichuan quickly took a piece and fed it to Zheng Jiahe.

"I'll do it myself!" Zheng Jiahe bit the ribs and stretched out his right hand to grab the chopsticks.

"Okay, okay, slow down," Zheng Haichuan saw that there was nothing wrong with his little nephew's right hand, so he handed the chopsticks to the assertive kid, "Be careful, move slowly."

And when Qi Yu walked out of the radiology department with the film, what he saw was this scene——

One big and one small, squatting on the bench, you take a bite, and the frequency of chewing is so consistent.Occasionally, the uncle and nephew would say a few words, with simple and unadorned smiles on their faces, and the words contained the most common and insignificant content in life.

Covered by pure white walls on all sides, two people cooking rice are crowded side by side, like the usual and only bright color in this empty space.

Looking at such a scene, Qi Yu suddenly felt that the film in his hand was a bit awkward.

A few light sensitive films may turn a person's life around.