Chapter 1711 The Warmest Thing Is the Human Heart

Such a case of mental and emotional system disease induced by extreme poverty is really rare.

Everyone has seen anemia, but it is rare to see mental abnormalities induced by anemia.

After Chen Cang first proposed the measure of using vitamin B12 and iron supplements to replenish blood, although everyone implemented it, they still had some doubts.

To be honest, everyone has a mediocre impression of this aunt, even a little bad.

It feels like this aunt is more like a mentally ill patient, chattering and talking about things from time to time.

The whole self is really the same as the special forces.

However, one of the biggest flaws of being a doctor is: you can't have too much emotion for patients.

Because emotions can cloud your judgment.

Even if the other party is mentally ill, a heinous villain, a villain who burns, murders and rapes, what you have to do is still your own job.

This sounds a bit like a Madonna whore.

However, that is often the case.

Of course, this is going to be worse, even if the patient is a big beautiful woman who likes to wear no clothes, or a sexy man who likes to show his chest hair, you have to collect all your hormones and be honest. A good doctor who can't get pregnant.

After all, to be honest, a doctor is really a profession that can pry into the privacy of patients.

It's really easy to make mistakes if you don't have good professionalism.

Whether it's the Department of Breast, Urology, even a small B-ultrasound room, and electrocardiogram room, you can see many organs that you take for granted, but others' heartbeats.

That's right!

In fact, most of the time, in the eyes of a mature doctor, these are one organ!

Of course, you don’t have to worry, whether you will feel aesthetic fatigue after seeing too much, let’s put it this way...

Surely there will be!

There will be!

Don't ask me why I know, if you ask I don't know.

Of course, in addition to such a temptation, there are many stories that make you laugh and cry.

When Chen Cang was a young doctor, he was hinted by patients more than once whether he should have a good job with a daily income of 3,000 yuan.

Of course, this thing pays attention to appearance.

Luozhou doesn't have this ability anymore, but he is dependable. Chen Cang gave himself such an opportunity, so he will naturally work hard to get it.

As a rookie, Luozhou also knows that he is young, and he can do more work within his ability in Corey.

This year's 30th night and daytime classes on the first day of junior high school are all him.

For this aunt, Luozhou honestly doesn't have any good feelings in his heart.

After all, the situation has improved somewhat, and he is still not discharged from the hospital.

"Doctor Luo...can I stay for two more days and be discharged after the first day of the new year?"

Luozhou told the truth: "Auntie, it's not that I don't want you to bring more. You have also seen that the emergency beds are very tight. During the Chinese New Year, there are quite a lot of patients."

"So, I really can't keep you for long."

Looking at Luozhou, the aunt sighed slowly, and said with some loss and helplessness:

"I... I think it's hard for me to spend the New Year alone."

"I think you are all very nice, and you don't despise me like others."

"Doctor Luo, I'm rich..."

Luozhou heard the sound, but didn't say anything, he knew what the aunt meant by saying that she didn't dislike me.

Because she had a blue birthmark on her face, which took up half of her face.

It is acceptable to these well-informed doctors.

The situation of the aunt was also found out. Her name is: Zhao Qiuju. Her hometown is a mountain village in Henan. Follow fellow countrymen to work as housekeepers and babysitters.

Seeing the Chinese New Year, who still has a nanny and housekeeping? Everyone let them go home.

After packing her luggage, Zhao Qiuju suddenly realized that when she returned home... where did she have a home?

Chinese New Year...what better year to spend.

Seeing that Zhao Qiuju was pitiful, Luozhou also half pushed and said, "You...you can live here first, you will make up a bed for someone when someone comes."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiuju nodded quickly.

It's the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Zhao Qiuju is also a real person. After her health improved, she took the initiative to undertake the cleaning work of the emergency room on the second floor.

During the Chinese New Year, the number of cleaners has been reduced.

Zhao Qiuju is not afraid of being dirty or tired, so she offered to help.

At the age of thirty, Zhao Qiuju was even more useful than men. In the afternoon, he pasted up the couplets and helped hang up the blessings.

The presence of this rustic Zhao Qiuju who didn't know anything made the emergency department a little more smoky.

At thirty, Zhao Qiuju suddenly found Luozhou and said, "Doctor Luo, I'm leaving the hospital."

Luo Zhou knew that it was because Corey had a patient.

He hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going after you get out of the hospital?"

Chang Lina was even more blunt, and said directly: "Yes, where are you going after you are discharged from the hospital! It's Chinese New Year, and there is a hotel open there."

Zhao Qiuju suddenly grinned.

Very happy!

Very heartwarming!

For the first time in twenty or thirty years, she felt a little warmth.

"Our housekeeping company has a utility room, where should I go?"

Everyone had no choice but to discharge Zhao Qiuju from the hospital.

Zhao Qiuju left with her luggage on her back.

Qin Yali couldn't help but said: "Auntie Qiuju is actually quite a nice person! It's just... life is too hard."

Chang Lina nodded: "Well, at first, I thought it was because I met Pengci, but later I thought it was crazy, so... I really didn't give Auntie any good looks."

"But it was only later that I found out that she was ill, and Auntie is really nice, and everything in our duty room was cleaned up."

"Hey...it's really pitiful."

Luo Zhou also blushed a little.

Although a doctor can't be emotional when treating patients according to his likes and dislikes, but... Luozhou is only so old, and the human heart needs to be experienced.

Thirty's night was surprisingly quiet.

After treating the patients, the doctors on duty gathered at the nurse's station on the second floor to relieve the depression brought about by the thirty-year-old festive atmosphere.

Seeing that it was twelve o'clock.

The New Year's bell is about to ring on TV.

Chang Lina couldn't help but said, "I'm...a little hungry."

"Order takeaway?" Wang Qian said.

Luozhou couldn't help complaining: "For Chinese New Year, someone will open the door for you!"

"I want to eat dumplings right now." Xiaohui couldn't help but said.

As soon as they heard the dumplings, everyone couldn't help complaining: "What are you talking about dumplings at this time, it's too sentimental, you don't know, don't you taboo this thing when you're on duty!"

Wang Qian said with a smile: "That's right, when I talk about dumplings, I miss my son."

"Come on, let's talk about sister-in-law!"

"roll!"

"Hahaha……"

Everyone couldn't help laughing at Wang Qian's joke.

Qin Yali took out a box of chocolates from the drawer: "Come on, let's treat it as the New Year's Eve dinner."

At this moment, the elevator suddenly opened!

The sudden sound startled everyone.

Quickly put the chocolate back.

Immediately afterwards, everyone suddenly saw a woman walking in wrapped in clothes, her body covered with snowflakes.

"Hey, I made big dumplings for everyone. I thought you were all working night shifts, and you wouldn't be able to go home during the Chinese New Year, so I made dumplings for you. They're still hot. Try them!"

A familiar voice rang in their ears, and everyone was stunned!

It's Zhao Qiuju.

Zhao Qiuju came over in a hurry, holding a large pot in her hand, and a basket with bowls and chopsticks in it, all new!

Zhao Qiuju put the pot on the table, then quickly put her hand to her mouth and breathed out cautiously.

This pair of rough hands, at this moment, was blue and purple from the cold.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"Auntie, you...you are..." Qin Yali couldn't help asking...

"Why bother, it's already midnight in such a cold day, so come here..."

Zhao Qiuju's face always has such an innocent smile with low self-esteem.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

After finishing speaking, she took out the bowls and chopsticks, then lifted the lid of the pot, and immediately the hot dumplings appeared in everyone's sight.

This scene was in stark contrast to Zhao Qiuju's blue hands and the snow on her body.

Let everyone have a sore nose.

"You are all the pillars of the motherland, and you can't compare with me."

"I'm just a...countryman. I can't do big things, but I can do some chores."

"This time, if it wasn't for Director Chen and your help, I guess... hey!"

"Thank you very much."

"Eat it quickly, it will be cold if you don't eat it!"

Listening to Zhao Qiuju's Mandarin with a strong dialect is full of simplicity and sincerity, and his eyes are full of expectations.

Everyone couldn't help but want to cry.

Sometimes, the most touching thing is not the vigor and vitality, but such a bowl of dumplings, which came from the 30th of the twelfth lunar month in the cold winter and was sent to the emergency room, warming my heart.

Those who made them feel qualified and able to speak polite words were saved by them, but there was no greeting during the New Year.

This aunt who makes everyone feel a little vulgar, rustic and even neurotic can think of them at critical moments.

"Thank you, Auntie!"

"Yeah, thank you so much."

Everyone thanked each other.

It made this aunt blush when she said that.

"Okay, stop praising me."

"I... I'm a little embarrassed."

Wang Qian didn't see him either, picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth: "Wow, it tastes good!"

"Try it quickly!"

"Yeah?"

"I was robbed, Wang Qian, you bastard!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Watching this lively scene, a rare smile appeared on Zhao Qiuju's face.

Perhaps, this is also the company she wants.

...

...

Sometimes, life is like dumplings.

Pack many things together, some are sour, some are sweet, some are fragrant, some are spicy.

Eat in the mouth, very delicious.

Enter the stomach, very warm stomach.

But this time, it was even more heartwarming.

Looking at Jinxiu outside the window, listening to the countdown on the TV, and eating the dumplings in the bowl.

This winter, this Spring Festival, is really not cold at all!