It is only right to provide humanistic care to patients. Shen Zhihuan has always been a warm-hearted and kind-hearted child. Today, he took good care of Song Mingqian. Grandpa Wang and Grandpa Tian were only gratified and did not think much of it.
Ten minutes had passed by the end of the first stage of acupuncture.
Doctors need to concentrate fully during treatment, which also leads to considerable physical exertion.
Shen Zhihuan, however, did not have time to rest. After removing the acupuncture needles and disinfecting them, she immediately went to the driver, Wang, who was standing next to her.
His condition is also very serious and he needs urgent help.
The acupuncture treatment process was repeated again. Fearing that driver Wang might move around during the treatment, Grandpa Wang and Grandpa Tian specially held down his hands and feet beforehand.
Surprisingly, driver Wang remained calm, only moving his fingers slightly without any overreaction.
Although Shen Zhihuan was somewhat surprised, the existing conditions were insufficient to determine the cause of this difference, so she temporarily put the matter aside and focused on the operation.
By the time we finished everything and left the centralized observation room, it was already past midnight.
The patients were all resting at this time, and the corridor was very quiet, without a sound.
Unexpectedly, the families from both sides remained here, staying by each other's side.
The Cheng family had been waiting here for a whole day. Although they were very worried, they were still able to control their emotions.
Upon receiving the news, Wang's wife and children, who had traveled a long distance to see him, burst into tears the moment they saw him.
Driver Wang is not old, and his wife, Yin Shulan, looks to be around 30 years old. The child she is holding in her arms is their youngest son, named Dou Dou.
"Doctor, how is my husband? Has he survived?"
Although they were extremely anxious, the mother and son were mindful of not making loud noises in the hospital and consciously kept their voices down.
Looking at the expressions on Yin Shuhua and Dou Dou's faces, Shen Zhihuan felt a pang of sadness and quickly joined her two masters in giving the families an explanation.
"We have just entered the centralized observation room and treated the two patients. Their condition is currently stable and there are no signs of deterioration. The situation is still optimistic."
Hearing this, all the family members were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
After a busy night, Shen Zhihuan, being young, was able to stay awake, but Grandpa Wang and Grandpa Tian were visibly exhausted.
The relatives of the Cheng and Wang families were deeply moved and grateful upon seeing them like this, and quickly greeted them:
“It’s getting late. We can stay and take care of them. Miss Chen, you should go home and rest with the two old men.”
"You've been busy all night, so you need to get a good night's sleep when you get back. Don't wear yourself out."
Both patients' conditions have basically stabilized; they only need to come back tomorrow for acupuncture.
The three of them did not refuse, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then left.
When she left, all Shen Zhihuan could think about were the wounds on Song Mingqian and the driver, Wang, inside the observation room.
I always feel like there's a heavy stone pressing on my heart, causing me some internal strife.
Shen Zhihuan looked out at the pitch-black night sky, still unable to figure out where this inexplicable emotion came from.
The Cheng family noticed that she seemed a bit off and, not wanting to let her go home so easily, quickly caught up with her and said:
"Gentlemen, you can go straight home. Thank you for your hard work today. Let us take Zhihuan home."
Their sincere and eager gazes were irresistible to Shen Zhihuan.
"good."
The group walked together out of the hospital, a rare silence falling over them.
As soon as she stepped out the door, Shen Zhihuan felt a night breeze and couldn't help but shiver.
The next second, a coat that was still warm was draped over her shoulders.
Shen Zhihuan subconsciously looked up and saw Xie Lanshen standing in front of her, looking down at her.
Those eyes, deeper than the night, seemed to be filled with boundless warmth.
The moment their eyes met, Shen Zhihuan felt a lump in her throat, as if the emotions she had suppressed for so long had finally found a way out.
She walked over and held Xie Lanshen's hand tightly. The moment she felt his body temperature, the weariness in her eyes was revealed without any attempt to hide it.
Xie Lanshen noticed her expression at a glance, frowned slightly, but didn't rush to ask anything. He simply put his arm around Shen Zhihuan's shoulder, half-embracing her, and looked up at the Cheng family members standing beside him.
"Thank you for bringing Zhihuan down. You can leave the rest to me."
Knowing that someone had come to pick up Shen Zhihuan and take her home, the Cheng family felt much relieved and turned back to the hospital, giving the young couple some alone time.
After parting ways with the Cheng family, Shen Zhihuan buried her face in Xie Lanshen's arm, gently nuzzling him. Her previously forced composure completely crumbled.
"Aren't you going to ask me why I did this?"
Xie Lanshen gently rubbed the top of her head and led her towards the outside of the hospital.
A deep, magnetic voice, carried by the gentle night breeze, reached Shen Zhihuan's ears.
"If you're willing to share your emotions with me, I'm happy to listen; if not, that's okay too, I'll always be there for you."
"You can speak up whenever you want."
Shen Zhihuan felt a bittersweet feeling in her heart, but it was different from the suppressed emotions she had felt earlier. Listening to Xie Lanshen's words, she felt as if she had eaten a piece of honey, and her heart was filled with sweetness.
"Actually, I don't know what's wrong with me."
She pulled the coat draped over her shoulders tighter, her eyes revealing a rare hint of bewilderment.
"We were just having our vision checked, and I was in charge of giving Uncle Song acupuncture treatment. This was our first time meeting, and we were complete strangers. Logically speaking, we shouldn't have any special feelings about each other."
"But seeing how badly he was injured, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt really bad."
"When I saw him shed tears while he was unconscious, I also started to feel a lump in my throat. I don't know why I had this inexplicable feeling, but I really couldn't control myself."
Xie Lan tightened his grip on Shen Zhihuan's shoulder slightly, remaining quiet and attentively listening throughout her story.
Only when Shen Zhihuan stopped and looked at him with slightly moist eyes did he carefully express his thoughts.
"Doctors are compassionate. Mr. Song and the others are seriously injured. Even those of us who are used to seeing such things are shocked. It's normal for you to feel sorry for them."
"No."
Shen Zhihuan shook her head.
“I can have compassion at any time, but not in front of patients. Excessive emotion will only affect my accuracy.”
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