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Now, her feelings about Ning Wei are more complicated.
One is sympathy for her, the other is regret for her life.
In the most beautiful and pure age, she suffered a devastating blow. Even if she wanted to get out of that haze, that haze would not let her go.
Qin Yiyue asked, "the director's task is to protect me. How about Ningfang? Ning Wei is his only relative. How can he do it? "
"Ning Wei's way is a dead end. She is more dangerous outside than in prison. When she gets in, we can use relationships to make her feel better."
Qin Yiyue found that he Qiaoyan was right.
Just, who can accept the loss of freedom calmly?
Besides, Ning is not really crazy. She has a lucid time.
The girl's whole life has gone astray because of a mistake, and she has gone all the way since then.
Qin Yiyue found that human life and death are both a road of crisis and luck.
Before they were born by their parents, they were knocked out, and a small number of people's roads ended there; after they were born, those who were healthy and healthy won; in the long life, they did not encounter any unexpected injuries, lost no hands, feet, heart, liver, spleen and lungs, and they won again; they had good family, achievements and work, and occupied a place in the society There are very few of them.
Qin Yiyue thought so, and found that his point of caution is hardly worth mentioning.
She's lucky to be like this. She still has nothing to do to find something for herself and make a good life.
When he Qiaoyan listened to Qin Yiyue's shallow breath, his manic and melancholy spirit gradually dissipated.
"Tu Hao, what are you thinking now?"
"Think how long you're going to stay with your father-in-law and mother-in-law."
"I want to stay a few more days."
"You can live as long as you want. Don't have a mental burden."
Qin Yiyue rubbed his face, adjusted the air conditioner to 19 degrees, and then retracted it into the quilt.
She didn't know what to say to Hojo, but now she didn't want to hang up.
He Qiaoyan seemed to know what she was thinking and didn't hang up.
In this way, they contribute to the communication company.
I don't know how long it took, He Qiao said quietly: "it's late, go to bed early. Tomorrow morning I'll take Xiaobao to my father-in-law and mother-in-law for breakfast."
"Mm-hmm. Good night to the local tyrants."
"Good night."
Qin Yiyue hung up the phone and soon fell asleep.
** the next day.
Before Qin Yiyue wakes up, she hears the scream of Ms. Luo Mingmei downstairs.
"Baby, wheel, you're all here. Fortunately, grandma has prepared a large share of breakfast in advance. You should eat it quickly. Don't leave it for your mommy."
Qin Yiyue snorted in silence to protest.
At this time, a warm, dry hand touched her forehead.
Qin Yiyue opened his eyes and saw the feast of He Qiao.
Qin Yiyue smiled and squinted."Don't you hurry down to breakfast? Wait for me to come out, there will be absolutely no slag left."
"You can't eat that." He Qiaoyan smiled and touched her soft, cold hair.
Her hair was blown all night by the air conditioner. It was icy, without a trace of temperature, and felt like satin.
Qin Yiyue turned his head and looked at the hair in he Qiaoyan's hand
"Reduced price?"
"Husband and wife price." Qin Yiyue said and laughed.
He Qiao sees her smile and squints, "get up quickly, or you will be late for work."
"Well. I have to go to the hospital early today. Mr. Zhou has seven operations today. I have to follow the whole process."
"So busy?"
"The doctors in the system are all like this. They wish they could run around. In fact, it's nothing to be tired at all. It's valuable to be tired. Medical workers are willing to be tired. Sometimes they feel that it's worthless to be tired. The way to see the future is black."
"Why do you feel so suddenly?" He Qiaoyan asked.
"Yesterday, a senior sister resigned. She was only a step away from the position of an expert, but she resigned." Qin Yiyue paused and continued: "from entering medical school to her resignation, she has been working hard for 18 years. She has never made any mistakes or wrongs. She has worked for 137 consecutive hours and never heard her complaints. She was promoted rapidly, and her tutor praised her in public and private. Just hold on a little longer, she's an expert. But she gave up."
Qin Yiyue opens the wechat circle of friends and hands the last dynamic long article of the senior sister to he Qiaoyan.
He Qiaoyan took over the mobile phone to read the above text.
"I decided to shut down my phone to avoid the concern and inquiry of all people and face my relatives, friends and mentors in a nearly violent way. I didn't expect that after working in the position of doctor for such a long time, I would eventually leave in such an irresponsible way. This is what I didn't expect in my career planning. The media, patients and patients' families are asking about the conscience, humanity and professional ethics of our medical workers in various ways and public opinions. Who ever asked about them? We have been treating and rescuing for 98 hours in the huge shopping mall fire disaster. My colleagues and I have been sleeping and trying our best to rescue the injured. When we walk out of the operating room, we are not facing the families we are looking forward to, but a group of vicious thugs. They used cold eyes to look at the relatives who had just escaped from the ghost gate and were still in danger. They beat everything they could, including us. An old doctor was beaten and fractured by them, but he still dared not fight back. He blocked his face with his hand. As a result, the Shi Hong immediately took away his mobile phone and photographed my elder's behavior, called the media, saying that the doctor hit people. Later, he called his other relatives and said that he had forced the doctor to do it successfully. We can ask for hundreds of thousands of more compensation after Dad's death. That face made me feel frightened and cold. And after the media hype, eventually my predecessors were deducted performance, but also with a wound. My heart and the flesh that I had kept for three years died at the feet of those people. I've tried to quit three times over the years. One is to work overtime for half a month in a row. When I don't have a day off, I think I will die of overwork if I continue to work like this. The second is to see that when the transfer student drives a luxury car and lives in a villa, I am still holding the panda's eye and receiving enough food and clothing salary. I didn't quit in the end. I think the industry needs me. The patients need me. After this time, I found that I can no longer serve these people, even from the bottom of my heart, they do not deserve to have a doctor. I'm sorry to leave the industry I swore to serve for my whole life in this way. I also believe that I live and work better in other fields, but I still don't know how to get my former colleagues and teachers out of this dilemma. Our heart can be broken once, twice, or even a hundred times. One day it will break into a pile of powder. What should they do then? "He Qiaoyan put down his mobile phone and softened his voice."You were unhappy last night because of this?"
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