He tastes the pain of separation

Qin Ciyan Just like that it's gone.

But more cruelty was yet to come, and it was far from over.

After the death of Qin Lao, the police came to further investigate the case, in the investigation to the beginning of Yi Beihai's mother was the first time to contact who, they suddenly found Xie Qingcheng.

"When Yi Beihai's mother first came to HU1, she was standing downstairs, not knowing how to register, did you go up to her and ask her how she was doing?"

Xie Qingcheng's eyes were as still as dead water, and he said, "Yes. It's me."

This is why Xie Qingcheng advised Qin Ciyan not to violate the law by treating that patient.

Yi Beihai's mother came to Huzhou alone, bewildered and helpless, carrying a bag of shabby souvenirs and stinking of sweat, and stood in the hospital lobby for a whole day.

Then a doctor noticed her at the end of his shift, asked her about her condition, and passed her case to a colleague.

That doctor, no one else, is Xie Qingcheng himself.

Xie Qingcheng felt sorry for her and did her a favor. When he handed over the case, he didn't know the details of the patient's condition, let alone the fact that the woman in front of him had an idle, unreasonable son at home.

When he found out, he advised Qin Ciyan on several occasions not to make any overtures in the case.

"Her case is different from others, we can apply for a waiver, we can do what we can, but you can't just think you're a respected academician again and no one can do anything about you so you just take it on, Old Qin , listen to me ......"

"She's already this serious." Qin Ciyan pushed the thick lens and looked at the film in front of her, and said to Xie Qingcheng without looking back, "This is a matter of life and death, human life is important."

In fact, not only Xie Qingcheng, but also other doctors have advised him.

But their perspective is different from Xie Qingcheng's. Xie Qingcheng is worried about medical malpractice. Xie Qingcheng is worried about medical malpractice and medical malpractice.

Other doctors felt that Qin Ciyan was too old and had worked hard all his life and had many problems, such as high blood pressure and blood clots, so it was better for him not to suffer too much, and suggested that he should do some minor surgeries and give guidance to his students.

"I've seen that movie too, Old Qin," a director of the neurosurgery department sighed and said to Qin Ciyan, "The operation is too difficult, and if you're not careful, you won't be able to save the patient. This patient is on the hospital's fund, and everyone's attention is very high. If you fail, your reputation will be damaged. It's not worth the loss."

Qin Ciyan's tone is gentle, but his attitude is firm.

"Then what is my reputation." He smiled and said calmly, "Qin Ciyan, this person's reputation, in front of a human life, that is not important. I'm just a person's reputation, she is a living life, isn't it?"

He was to insist that this should go on.

Everyone thought he was overly optimistic and completely idealistic.

But it wasn't until the police came to investigate the case that they realized--

Qin Ciyan is not stupid, his heart is uneasy, there is also a guard.

He had spoken many times to the people at the nurses' station, the doctor's desk, the infirmary, and those places before he operated on Yi Beihai's mother:

"If a patient's family member comes in with a follow-up, no matter what, have him come directly to me upstairs in my office, not to any other doctor on the team, and especially not to the one who hooked the patient up with Dr. Hsieh."

At the end of the old man also smiled to a sentence: "Dr. Xie is not our department of well, the character and cold, if you find him directly, one to useless, two easy to quarrel, remember ah, look for me on the line."

Xie Qingcheng stood woodenly in his office, listening to the police account.

It was as if his strength had been drained from his body.

For a long, long time, he couldn't hear any extra words, no sound had any ears, and he felt that the one force that had supported him for more than a decade was falling apart at this very moment.

It was as if he was like a dead man.

He's a dead man.

Actually, Yi Beihai may have originally sought him out ...... because it wasn't Old Qin who first approached his mother, but Old Qin ......

Xie Qingcheng, cold as ice, thought--

He's just a psychopath, a long overdue mental Ai Bola patient.

How could the life of a mental patient like him be more important than a flawless and selfless doctor like Qin Ciyan.

Why do you have to protect him like this ...... Why do you have to take care of him like this.

He's just a patient! A patient!

He would rather die a million deaths than go back to that day.

If only he had known this before Yi Beihai walked to Qin Ciyan's office.

He'll take anything for it.

Xie Qingcheng smoked a lot of cigarettes in those days and was extremely addicted to cigarettes.

Li Ruoqiu couldn't persuade him, she looked at his disheveled appearance in disbelief, not understanding why the death of a doctor would give him such a big blow.

No One Understands, No One Understands ......!

The only person in the world who fully knew the truth has been reduced to ashes in the flames of the incinerator ......

Xie Qingcheng, after a long time of repression, finally rose like a puppet on a string.

He found the courage to go to Qin Ciyan's house.

The one who opened the door was Mrs. Qin, whose temples were slightly frosted.

Xie Qingcheng had previously avoided suspicion by coming to Qin Ciyan's home when his teacher's mother was away.

He was therefore not sure that the old woman would be able to believe him and understand him when he explained what he had come for.

He had come to get the report on the writings that Qin Lao had not finished organizing.

He didn't know what he could do to repay the deep and heavy favor Qin Ciyan had given him in his life.

Thinking about it, he can only for Qin Ciyan carefully complete the unfinished business in life, will become the old man's biggest wish.

What Xie Qingcheng did not expect was that he had only said half of what he said, and the woman s eyes with swollen eyelids had a trembling light in them.

"Ah, so it's you ......"

Xie Qingcheng was stunned, "You know me?"

"None of you are saying anything, but I'm not stupid, I can feel the presence of such a person, come on in boy."

Mrs. Qin guided him into the house.

Xie Qingcheng Another pain in the heart.

Whenever he used to come here, he would talk to Qin Ciyan for a long time about academics in this house, and Qin Ciyan would always bring out a cup of steaming Longjing from the kitchen and hand it to him.

"Xie, have some tea."

But now, the house is still the same, but the old man has become a black and white picture smiling on the wall.

Xie Qingcheng stood in front of the photo, unable to say a word for a long time.

--

"Have some tea."

Suddenly someone talked to him like this, he suddenly turned around and met Mrs. Qin's kind but sad eyes.

"I always knew there was a kid like you out there."

"Because after Boat was gone, Old Qin, for many years, shut herself up in the house as soon as it was the boy's birthday and didn't go anywhere, didn't care about anybody."

"Then one year, he suddenly stopped doing things like that."

"On Boat's birthday that year, I thought he would lock himself up and not go out as he always did. But early in the morning, I actually saw him happily alone on the balcony, picking a bunch of fresh perfume lilies. I walked over to him in amazement, not even daring to speak or make a sound. Even thought I had misremembered the day myself ...... but I knew that couldn't be."

"He saw me awake and came back and smiled and told me that the flowers were blooming again and it was so beautiful."

Xie Qingcheng listened in silence, his eyes moist.

"I knew in that instant that something must have happened, but he had no way of telling me. Maybe it was...maybe there was someone who made him let go of the boulder that had been weighing him down inside."

When Mrs. Qin said this, she took a handkerchief and gently wiped her tears.

She was a very elegant bookish girl.

Even when she was grieving, she always had a gentle demeanor.

"To tell the truth, Xiao Xie ...... from the moment you entered the door and said a few words, I knew that person must be you. You didn't lie to me."

"Maybe you've been thankful that Old Qin saved you. But what I want to tell you is ......"

True kindness is when you can't help but want to pull people who are swimming away from the darkness back to shore even if you are in great pain yourself.

Mrs. Qin choked back a sob and smiled tearfully, "Actually, he and I are really thankful to you for being there for us as well."

"You don't know ...... boat the day of the accident was trying to talk to Old Qin. The child is so small and needs his father's attention. But Old Qin was too busy at that time, too busy to take care of anything. He did not pay attention to him, shut himself in the study to write a paper, and then the hospital had an emergency consultation to find him, and he immediately left the house ...... when he left he realized that boat was not in the house, and he did not have the energy to take care of it, and when he finished resuscitating the patient, the duty room already had more than ten calls looking for him."

My mother was devastated, even after all these years, and she was already dying.

But it's clearly been a long time since she's spoken to anyone about this past, and in telling Xie Qingcheng about it, she seems to be the same woman who lost her son decades ago.

She hid her face and sobbed: "He didn't know that on his way out of the house to the hospital, his own child had been in a car accident ...... He rushed over there and only had time to say goodbye to his child at the end of his life, and that child had been holding on to his breath, almost like a miracle... ...I know that Boat just wanted to wait for his dad to come to see him after work. He loves his dad, adores his dad, almost every day to sit in front of the house waiting for his dad to come home, dying to go, is also to be just as stubborn waiting for his dad to come back ......"

"He saw Old Qin and only had time to say Dad, I don't want to die, and then he was gone. ...... It seemed to take Old Qin's heart with him."

"Old Qin always thought it was his fault, if he had been more patient and shared a little more time with the kid, then the kid would have never run out of the house ...... but then ...... but the last thing he said to his son at the time was The last words he said to his son were ......"

--

The youth Qin Ciyan sternly said to the young child, "Don't disturb your father, he is busy and has a lot to do, be quiet."

"Dad, I ......"

"Get out."

At that time Qin Ciyan did not know that his child would be quiet forever.

And there's no coming back.

Xie Qingcheng said goodbye to Mrs. Qin, took away his teacher's thick stack of unfinished information, enough two boxes.

Mrs. Qin escorted him out of the showy little red brick house, bowed gently, and sent him away.

That was his first and last conversation with his mentor's mother.

Soon after, the teacher's mother because of the love of husband and wife, excessive grief, and by those journalists harassment, net red net violence, they because she is younger than Qin Ciyan nearly ten years, they repeatedly rumor that she is a mistress on the throne, I do not know who leaked her phone number, kind and gentle woman in the loss of a loved one, but also to suffer over and over again from such unwarranted stings, she fell ill. Soon, also in a curtain of fine rain in the long death, after the footprints of her husband, to reunite with the early death of the child.

Leaving Xie Qingcheng in the world is like losing one's parents again.

Flesh and Bone.