"Xiao Man, what are you thinking?"

"nothing."

Liu Man, who had been sitting on the sofa, said to Han Ying like a worry-free person, "I'll leave first."

"You have finally come here once, why don't you sit for a while?"

Han's mother kept her.

At this time, Chen Liang and Lin Daier had left, and everyone here was their own family.

"I have to go to the hospital tonight."

Hearing this, the Han couple couldn't help keeping them anymore.

"How come you forgot Xiao Chen's business card? It's not a bad thing to make more friends."

When Liu Man got up, Han Ying picked up an exquisite business card on the coffee table.

Liu Man took it, then went out and took the elevator to the underground garage.

Her salary is not low.

The car is an Audi TT.

When she pulled the door and got into the car, she looked down at the business card that was always in her hand.

"Director Liu, if you change your mind, you can contact me at any time, and I will welcome you at any time."

This is what the other party said at that time.

Liu Man smiled and raised her head. She planned to throw her business card out the window, but for some reason, she did not choose to do so in the end.

The headlights are on.

Auditt headed towards the exit.

...

City Third Hospital.

Liu Man changed into a noble white coat again, put her hands in her pockets, and came to the department.

"Director Liu, are you on duty again today?"

Seeing her, the head nurse Tan Zijing was surprised.

"According to the schedule, isn't it Director Liao's turn today?"

Director Liao, whose full name is Liao Feifan, has a well-known name and has achieved good personal achievements. He graduated from Donghai Medical University and is 32 years old this year. He is already at the level of deputy director, half a level lower than Liu Man.

"Director Liao has something to do, so I'll help get off work."

Liu Man smiled and said that as the head of the department, she has always been kind to her colleagues and has always been very popular in the department.

In comparison, the Deputy Director Liao is far from that.

"Is there something wrong again? Director Liao is really a busy person. It's different to have an uncle like Director Liao."

The head nurse Tan Zijing muttered, defending Liu Man.

Although the director of the Department of Neurology had a photo of Liu Man on the sign on the surface, only the inside of their department knew that Director Liu had always seemed to be under the throne.

Deputy Director Liao relies on his role as the dean's nephew and often calls Director Liu to work. It is not the first time that he will serve in the evening like this.

"This is a hospital, not a place to discuss right and wrong. If others hear it, do you want to work if you are so provoking relationships with colleagues?"

"I'm telling the truth."

Tan Zijing whispered.

"Okay, go to work and see how the situation in each ward is."

Liu Man smiled and ordered.

"I know Director Liu, I'll go now."

Tan Zijing agreed very seriously and then left.

Liu Man returned to the office, sat down, breathed slowly, put his arms on the table, and rubbed his eyebrows.

As the youngest director of a key hospital in the city, she seems to be glorious, but in fact she is the only one who knows that she is not happy working here.

She thought that it was enough to save lives and heal the wounded by medical treatment, but she didn't know that she had to welcome the worldly ways.

In the hospital, what makes her feel difficult is actually not a disease in many cases.

Even more than once, she wanted to quit her job, but the patients made it difficult for her to let go.

After all, doctors are parents.

"Director Liu, it's not good. The patient in Ward 13 showed respiratory failure..."

A hurried voice came, and the head nurse Tan Zijing ran in.

Liu Man opened her eyes, got up immediately, and walked out quickly.

...

Ward No. 13.

Lying on the hospital bed was an old man with muscle atrophy all over his body, wearing a ventilator, as if he was only a layer of skin wrapped around his bones, looking like a piece of paper man.

"Didn't the family stay with the bed?"

Liu Man, who finally stabilized the old man's situation, said in a low voice.

Tan Zijing stood beside her, her expression was also a little sad.

"No, but I hired a nurse. He has a son, who is in his thirties and is married. He has been here for two months, but recently... Maybe it's because he's too busy with work, after all, there's no filial son in front of the bed for a long time."

Liu Man was silent.

The old man lying in front of her was not suffering from other diseases. Like his uncle, he was also a victim of amyotrophic cervical disease.

Unfortunately, the old man is in the late stage of ALS. His muscles are severely atrophy and he is completely unable to move. Even his swallowing system is damaged and he is unable to eat independently. He can barely maintain his life by infusion of nutrient solution.

And from what happened to him just now.

The old man's respiratory system also began to fail.

This undoubtedly declared that his life was about to come to an end.

"Have you notified the family?"

Liu Man asked.

Tan Zijing nodded.

"Already on the way."

Although working in a place like a hospital, I am used to birth, old age, sickness and death, Tan Zijing still felt a little reluctant to see a life passing away. Even though he knew that ALS was a terminal illness, he still looked at the director with expectations.

"Director Liu, old man, can anyone save me?"

Although Director Liu is young, he has excellent medical skills and has created miracles of resurrection many times.

But this time, Director Liu no longer encouraged them to never give up until the last moment, and maintained a depressing silence.

Seeing this, Tan Zijing also calmed down, sighed secretly, and looked at the old man on the hospital bed.

The muscles of the whole body were atrophy and could not move. No one could imagine how much pain the old man had suffered in the past six months since he was hospitalized, but at this time, his eyes were open as his life was dying.

"Old man, hold on for a while, your son is on the way."

Liu Man said softly.

The old man could no longer speak, but just looked at her.

"Director Liu, does the old man want to say something?"

Tan Zijing said suspiciously.

Liu Man did not respond.

In fact, more than now, many times she comes to check the rounds, the old man stares at her with such a look.

She has been a doctor for many years, and even if the patient cannot speak, she can still detect the patient's demands from the patient's eyes.

But as a doctor, even if she knows what the patient wants, she sometimes cannot satisfy her.

But this time, she wanted to make an exception.

Half an hour later.

The old man's son rushed to the hospital.

Then not long after, the old man took his last breath, closed his eyes, and a tear slowly rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

From beginning to end, Liu Man stood by and did not save any rescue.

The old man in his thirties knelt down beside the hospital bed regardless of his image at the moment when his old father passed away, kowtowed hard and cried in silence.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Because of understanding, I am compassionate.

Liu Man did not think this man was unfilial.

In the face of huge pressure on life and medical expenses, it is indeed a difficult task to ask for a stay-at-home care bed.

Moreover, the old man's peaceful face shows that he has not blamed him at all. On the contrary, death is a relief for him and even for this family.

No one is wrong.

The only thing that is wrong is als, this cruel and ruthless demon.
Chapter completed!