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Chapter 21 Section 6

Precise out of control 九把刀 1155Words 2018-03-12
Twenty-three years. Twenty-three years ago, I was just a young doctor in his early thirties. He had just obtained the qualification as an attending doctor in a large hospital. He only saw the appearance of himself in the doctor's white robe, but did not notice his surging passion for life. "I'm different from other doctors." Lu Xuda would confess to the mirror every morning when he brushed his teeth. It is normal for middle-aged men to backfire. In a small otolaryngology department in a big hospital, I have to talk a lot with all kinds of people every day, but nine out of ten patients have a cold, and the medicines prescribed for colds are almost the same. The dialogue is also very rigid: "Drink more water, rest more, take medicine half an hour after meals and once before going to bed. And... don't stay up late." No matter how the changes are very similar.

Of course I must be wearing a mask, and almost all the patients are wearing masks. The relationship between doctors and patients has been invisibly expanded a lot. The patients leave after seeing the doctor. I want to care more about the patients, but I find that there are still long queues behind the registration. Can't finish it. The dialogue of the doctor's order is repeated, and the detailed inspection process is also repeated. Everything that is repeated paralyzes an important, hot thing in my heart that wants to shout at any time.One day after get off work, Lu Xuda bought a car magazine, and studied the introduction of the new Porsche sports car in it with relish, and suddenly felt a little vain and startled after flipping through it.

Lu Xu wanted to change something, but the focus didn't exist at all. "Is my life just going to and from get off work?" If this continues, the difference between myself and ordinary office workers is nothing more than the number in the bank passbook. At this time, Bo Xu put forward a very passionate suggestion. Bo Xu is a junior in Lu Xu's junior year, and he is also full of enthusiasm. Both of them were members of the astronomy club and the photography club when they were studying in Beijing Medical University, and they had a good relationship. Later, Bo Xu simply moved in with Lu Xuda as roommates. Revolutionary feelings are deep.Later, Lu Xuda served as an attending physician in the ENT department, while Bo Xu served as an attending physician in the psychiatry department.

Perhaps because of the relationship between long-term research on psychology and psychiatry, Boxu seems to see that ten years later, he will be disciplined by the hospital system to become a doctor who behaves indifferently.Unlike Lu Xuda who is worried, Bo Xu doesn't seem to be worried about the changes slowly taking place in his heart. In the staff canteen of B1 on the ground floor of the hospital, there are two silver dinner plates sitting opposite each other. "That is to say, sooner or later we will become as indifferent as those old doctors anyway, so there is no need to do anything now?" Lu Xuda's expression was a bit disapproving.

"Of course not." Bo Xu smiled and picked up the last piece of sausage: "The only difference is not: how should we maintain our enthusiasm for helping the world and saving people." "Oh?" "It should be said that if we have been staying in a place like Africa where medical resources are scarce, we can maintain the enthusiasm like Schweitzer. But here is Taiwan, there are not many doctors like us, and it will not matter if we are missing. There are so many hospitals, and we are not particularly talented in medical skills." "So we don't have to do anything if there are no outstanding ones?" Lu Xuda repeated his dissatisfaction.Incidentally, he did not want to travel thousands of miles to Africa to practice medicine just because he admired Schweitzer.

"Of course not." Bo Xu had fully thought out what he wanted to say: "Since sooner or later we will be insensitive, so we should instead do more passionate things while we are still passionate, and when we are so vulgar that we just want to live well." There is still a little bit of something to reminisce about when the house was opened and the car was opened." "..." Bo Xu smiled mysteriously: "I have a plan."
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