Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Adding friends is extremely irrational and wrong...
Chi Ke regretted it as soon as he sent the friend request.
How can you take the initiative to approach that extremely erratic dynamic factor when you don't even have time to escape?
Sure enough, spending money makes the poor lose their minds.
Ji Qian agreed quickly. Not only did he agree, he also sent a message.
[The Great Gitzby: Late Help?]
[The Great Gitzby: Good evening :-D]
The smiling emoticon made Chi Ke frown, and he searched through the emoticon library for a long time.
Is there no universal expression that is both distant and polite?
In a flash, he suddenly thought of Leng Yunting.
【k: Good evening, Doctor Ji. 】
【k: Mr. Leng asked me to add you on WeChat so that we can contact you in the future.】
【The Great Gitzby: Oh oh :(】
Chi Ke: “?”
What does 【 :( 】 mean?
Wasn’t it [ :-D ] just a second ago?
This person is indeed very unstable.
Chi Ke was a little unsure of the other person's thoughts and was not very happy. He once again confirmed that adding him as a friend was an extremely irrational and wrong behavior.
He asked Secretary Sun for another method. Although it was more expensive than the previous one, at least the conversation was normal, neither too hot nor too cold nor sarcastic.
So he transferred the money very quickly.
【k:/transfer 1100 yuan/】
【AAAA Professional Ticketing | 100% Ticketing: /Payment Received/】
[AAAA professional ticketing | 100% ticket issuance: Oh! You are such a straightforward person! Please wait for five minutes after sending your identity information/rose/~~ticket issuance guaranteed/love/]
Boss Chi sneered at this world of clearly marked prices.
…
At eight o'clock the next morning, Chi Ke arrived at the entrance of the Sixth Hospital's physical examination center on time, and successfully got a number for the examination under the remote guidance of the scalper.
Because there were so many items, including a 24-hour dynamic electrocardiogram, all the examinations were completed in the evening of the next day, and then I went to the special outpatient clinic for a face-to-face consultation.
"Doctor, do we really not need another CTA or angiography?" Chi Ke insisted on further examination. "Don't think that I have no problem on the surface, but I feel that there is actually a problem."
doctor:"……"
The doctor took off his glasses with a headache.
The handsome guy was so cooperative during the examination that he thought he had met a colleague and everything was going very smoothly. But who would have thought that now that it was almost over, the handsome guy suddenly went crazy.
He spoke so concisely that it seemed like the truth. If you didn't listen to the content and only listened to the tone, you would have thought he was holding a press conference for some authoritative research in the academic world.
"Do you know what the CTA and angiography tests are for? Although you have some minor heart problems now, it is still normal. Young people work hard and have a lot of pressure. Just pay attention to your work and rest and diet." The doctor tapped the ECG and color Doppler ultrasound form. "People are not happy to hear about those tests, but you are so eager to do them."
Chi Ke nodded his heart and said seriously: "Although there was no problem this month, I had heart problems before - cough, discomfort, chest tightness, shortness of breath, irregular heartbeat..."
The doctor frowned more and more as he listened: "You mean, such a serious heart problem suddenly disappeared one day last month?"
Chi Ke: “.”
After hearing this, he also felt that something was wrong.
I sat up in shock from my dying illness. I was the medical miracle.
The doctor sighed: "If you really have to do it, I'll give you a form to sign to prove that you asked for it and it's your own will. Do you think so?"
Chi Ke pursed his lips: "Yeah."
The serious heart disease in the previous life is like a bomb, and I will never feel at ease until I find out the cause.
I don't feel uncomfortable now, but what about in the future? Will I die suddenly again?
It's not like he hadn't thought about it. Maybe traveling through a book gave him a blessing in disguise, allowing him to have a healthy and intact body.
During this period, his heart had not felt any discomfort. He simply numbed himself and deliberately forgot about it. He did not buy the medicines that he was familiar with. He thought that if he was really sick, it would be best to die of the disease before he was familiar with rebirth. If he was not sick...
This hypothesis was too absurd and brilliant. Once it came true, it would be difficult to accept the shattered ending. He didn't dare to think about it until the real inspection report came out.
So the inspection has to be done anyway.
Seeing that he was determined, the doctor stopped trying to persuade him: "So when do you think you should be hospitalized?"
"It can be done today." Chi Ke doesn't like to put off his to-do items.
The doctor lowered his head to write the medical record: "After all, it's a minimally invasive surgery. One person? Don't you need to wait for someone to accompany you?"
"It's okay, no need." Chi Ke spoke briefly and coolly. He took the check list, said thank you, and didn't stay any longer.
The doctor looked at his calm back as he left and drank a sip of water with emotion.
Cardiac angiography involves puncturing the wrist and inserting a catheter, which is bound to be painful. Most patients will be afraid and nervous. Even professionals in the industry get nervous when they do it themselves, let alone laymen.
He has seen so many patients who needed angiography this year, and the one in front of him was the calmest and most collected.
Tsk.
You are so brave.
…
The brave patient came out of the clinic, went to the hospital gate very calmly, bought a stack of hot packs, put them in his arms, and covered himself with them all night, unable to sleep.
He was very panicked.
I was so panicked that my hands and feet were cold.
It may be too cold to affect acupuncture.
Whether the examination is painful or not varies from person to person. He cannot tolerate pain. In his previous life, he almost died from the pain during angiography. He almost broke his back teeth and barely managed to hold back from making a sound. God knows how much psychological trauma that day left him with?
But if it was just pain, it wouldn't be a big deal. The main thing is that he was born with some problems and doesn't trust anyone, including doctors.
The issue he was most worried about during the examination was: What if the doctor’s hands shook and punctured my blood vessels?
The next day, when Chi Ke was having his blood drawn before the operation, his face was so serious and full of resentment that the nurse was scared and thought he was seriously ill. She didn't dare to say a word.
On the way to the operating room in the afternoon, he was a little distracted. He was concentrating on counting down the distance to the operating room and didn't even notice the familiar figure around him.
"Ji Qian?" The dean walked two meters away and found that there was no one around him. He couldn't help but stop and said, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and catch up. They are waiting for signatures."
After the private hospital opened, many of the equipment were incomplete. Today, Ji Qian used the dean's connections to sign a purchase contract with the medical institution that provided the equipment.
“Nothing.” He looked away. “A man just passed by. He looked a lot like my colleague, but there’s no reason for him to be here. I must have seen it wrong.”
"You kid, what's with that look in your eyes at such a young age?" The dean teased, "Look at the two big dark circles under your eyes. Did you have insomnia yesterday? Are you worried about something?"
"You found out." Ji Qian smiled reluctantly, "I have a lot on my mind."
He spent the whole night thinking about why Chi Ke suddenly sent him a friend request during that time period.
Leng Yunting asked you to do that?
What a cold reason. I don’t want to believe it and I don’t believe it.
…
When the anesthetic was injected into his wrist, Chi Ke couldn't help but shrink back, but was caught by the doctor.
"Don't run." The doctor smiled at him and quickly inserted the needle. "It will be fine soon."
Chi Ke clenched his teeth instantly: "."
Two hours from now on, he will hate every white coat indiscriminately.
The angiography was performed under partial anesthesia and was very fast. Because the examination results were good, there was no need for stent placement. The patient could return to the ward on his own after the operation and be observed for one night.
Chi Ke left the operating room with heavy steps and was stopped by someone on his way out.
"Handsome guy," the man was a man in his sixties or seventies, holding a checklist in his hand, "You're alone? So brave? How does it feel?"
Chi Ke, whose consciousness was blurred and right hand was almost numb due to the pain, immediately put away his expression that was about to show his teeth and smiled gently: "It's a minor operation, fortunately, it doesn't hurt, I can accept it."
He walked away after he finished speaking, walked a dozen steps and then came back. When he passed by an old man, he explained calmly, "It's my first time here, I don't know the way very well."
It's definitely not that I was so panicked that I lost my mind and couldn't tell north from south.
Chi Ke returned to the ward with the help of three nurses.
There was no shortage of patients in the Sixth Hospital, but the single rooms were full, so he could only stay in a double room.
The young man next door is called Lu Xiaoyong. He had just had a thoracotomy. As his name suggests, he is very brave. He didn't say a word when the tube was removed yesterday.
The first thing Chi Ke did when he returned to the ward was to curl up in the quilt, hugging his wrists and taking a deep breath for a long time.
The young man was not only brave but also enthusiastic. He asked with concern: "Brother, are you okay?"
Chi Ke didn't show up, and answered in a steady voice: "It's okay, just a little sleepy."
"Oh, then go to sleep." The young man turned off the light, "But do you want to wear earmuffs? My attending doctor will be here soon and may disturb you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open.
"Lu Xiaoyong, how are you feeling today? Look who's here?"
Chi Ke met his attending physician, the director of the Sixth Hospital, a very kind old man last night.
But he still hated white coats. He felt uncomfortable when he saw doctors, so he simply put on headphones to listen to music and continued to stay in bed, thinking out of sight, out of mind.
"Cousin? Why are you here?" Lu Xiaoyong sat up excitedly, almost bursting open his chest. His voice even penetrated Chi Ke's headphones, "Brother, let me tell you about my past few days...Brother? Brother? Brother, are you in a daze?"
After all, the cousin is a cousin, he is much calmer and not as excited as the younger cousin. His voice was light and Chi Ke’s headphones had good sound insulation, so he didn’t hear it.
When they took off their headphones again, the doctor had already left and they were the only two patients left in the ward.
Chi Ke popped his head out and greeted the young man.
The young man was very talkative and talked about everything under the sun.
Although Chi Ke didn't talk much, he was still polite and well-mannered. He responded courteously and did not let the conversation become awkward.
Lu Xiaoyong is eighteen years old and has a congenital heart disease. He just went to college this year to study finance.
"Brother Chi, you are about the same age as my cousin. He is a year older than you and used to be a cardiac surgeon here."
"Great." Chi Ke was watching the latest news about the artists that the company has been focusing on. His words went in one ear and out the other. He saw the water on the child's forehead from the corner of his eye and took out two tissues and handed them to him, "Wipe your sweat. I'll turn down the air conditioner."
"Thank you, brother." Lu Xiaoyong kept glancing at his face and muttered, "Brother, you are so handsome, as handsome as my cousin."
Chi Ke half-leaned on the pillow, and when he saw the latest scandal of his company's artist, he took a screenshot and sent it to Secretary Sun, saying casually, "You have a good relationship with your cousin?"
"He is my family's savior." Lu Xiaoyong showed an admiring look, "My disease is hereditary. My dad was saved by my cousin last year. The same happened to me this time. If my brother hadn't discovered something was wrong in time, I would have died at home."
"Your brother is very attentive."
Many heart attacks occur in an instant. It’s easy to say “in time”, but as a former patient, Chi Ke knows how cautious this requires.
Lu Xiao nodded vigorously: "I think so too! My brother is really the best man in the world. I don't know why my aunt doesn't like him. If it weren't for my aunt, my brother wouldn't have to resign..."
The child was rather naive and did not realize that his words had revealed other people's privacy. Chi Ke interrupted him tactfully and asked, "Are you cured now?"
"Ah, is it...? I'm not sure. Anyway, I'll have to take a lot of medicine in the future." Lu Xiaoyong said, "Brother, what about you? What are the results of your examination?"
Chi Ke's fingers trembled as he tapped the keyboard, and he sent the message to Secretary Sun with only half of the words written.
He quickly completed the second half of the sentence, put down his phone, and mechanically repeated what the doctor said during the examination: "It went smoothly, and the results are good."
Although there are problems, they are far from meeting the standards for coronary heart disease.
Compared to the numerous problems I had in my previous life, I am really lucky.
Lu Xiaoyong was pushed away by the nurse for examination and did not get a chance to answer further questions.
After a while, Chi Ke received an inspection report that was comparable to a "not guilty verdict".
The black and white words become difficult to understand, or rather, have no sense of reality.
The heart disease that had been haunting him for five or six years was gone just like that?
Like a dream.
He pinched the piece of paper tightly and breathed laboriously. Suddenly, he felt a little tired. He lay down with his arms around the pillow. It was as if all the strength was gone from his body. His bones went limp and he collapsed completely into the quilt.
With the sound of raindrops falling outside the window as his pillow, Chi Ke fell into a deep sleep after a long time and had a not-so-pleasant dream.
In the dream, he was five or six years younger than he is now, and was also lying on a hospital bed. The doctor in the white coat changed his expression from teasing to seriousness, looking at him with pity, and the words he said were not "It went smoothly, the result was OK", but...
The mask covered his lips, and Chi Ke couldn't remember what the doctor said.
He only remembered that it was so cold that he felt like he was in an ice cellar and his whole body was shaking. Although everything was dark in front of his eyes, he witnessed with his own eyes the building that he had built brick by brick collapsing.
Since then, he stood in the ruins, waiting for the setting sun to go out, and never saw the sunrise again.
[Cyrus, I'm sorry, but... I'm sorry. ]
[You know, we have all invested a lot. At this point in time, we can't wait for you too long, nor can we bear the consequences of your accident. ]
【Take good care of your health and forget about the rest. 】
never mind?
The drowning-like suffocation feeling swept over my mouth and nose again, just like countless nights before.
Chi Ke suddenly broke out in a sweat, his eyes were tightly closed, his chest felt like it was filled with lead, he gasped for breath, and grasped the collar of his clothes very unsteadily, trying desperately to break free from the dream.
"Chi Ke?"
Who is calling him?
Tsk.
My chest feels tight...
A flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the night sky, illuminating the entire room.
"Chi Ke!"
Chi Ke opened his eyes suddenly, but was not dazzled by the bright light——
A bony hand was suspended in the air over his eyes.
"Awake?" The flash of light passed, and the man put down his hand, wiping the sweat from his temples. The warmth was fleeting, "It's okay, it's okay."
The malicious tide dissipated, and Chi Ke felt extremely powerless.
The panting sounded particularly loud in the silent night.
He calmed his heartbeat, looked quietly at the person beside the bed, and spoke after a while: "Doctor Ji..."
He wanted to ask: Why are you here?
What came out of his mouth was: "Thank you."
The first time someone talked to him after he woke up in the early morning.
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