Healing Doctor

Chapter 749 Insight

The next morning, Ji Xiang took the silly roe deer for a morning run.

Although he didn't get enough sleep, Ji Xiang was young, so one all-nighter wasn't a big deal for him.

Ji Xiang didn't get enough sleep last night and didn't sleep well.

In a moment of empathy, Shen Lang told Ji Xiang that Professor Zhou had once encountered a case of cardiac tamponade that resulted in the injured person becoming a vegetable and the patient's family giving up on resuscitation, a story that still lingered in his mind.

Ji Xiang didn't take this "gossip" to heart at the time; it was just gossip.

But last night Ji Xiang dreamed that he had taken on a similar patient, but Ji Xiang still didn't know what to do.

Although he didn't know what to do, Ji Xiang had one good quality, which was also cultivated by his own father—he didn't think about things he couldn't understand.

There are countless principles in this world, and it's impossible for one to understand them all.

Running with the silly roe deer, Ji Xiang felt refreshed and invigorated.

The lingering annoyance from sharing the same experience dissipated.

When they reached the point where they turned back, the silly roe deer found a spot to relieve itself, and Ji Xiang picked up the dog poop, put it in a bag, and threw it away in a trash can.

That's the downside of running with a roe deer; you have to be fully equipped with gear.

The extra backpack on my back made it a bit cumbersome.

"Let's go." Ji Xiang threw away the dog poop bag and prepared to put the silly roe deer into his backpack, but saw it following him with a plastic bottle in its mouth.

Ji Xiang didn't even notice when he picked up the bottle.

"What are you going to do with this thing?" Ji Xiang reached out, wanting the silly roe deer to hand him the bottle.

But the usually well-behaved roe deer ignored Ji Xiang and instead pulled him toward an old man rummaging through a trash can in the early morning.

The old man was startled, but then he noticed that the silly roe deer was going to give him the bottle. He tentatively took the bottle, and his wrinkled face beamed with joy.

"Your dog is amazing!" the old man said gratefully. "Usually, I only see dogs looking down on people."

"Really?" Ji Xiang asked, gently stroking the dog's head.

"Yes," the old man said as he sorted through his trash bag. "Dogs usually don't bark at people who are neatly dressed, but most dogs will bark at someone like me from a distance."

Ji Xiang didn't want to continue the conversation. He started putting the roe deer into his backpack. "You must work very hard getting up early every day to pick things up."

"It's not that hard, it's not like I'm laying construction bricks, it's quite easy. It's just that I can't go to the garbage bins near the community, I earn less there," the old man said.

"Oh? Security won't let me in?" Ji Xiang asked.

"The security guards won't stop me, but the problem is that the area with the most profits is already occupied. It's someone else's territory, and I can't compete with them."

Ji Xiang was slightly taken aback. There were even designated areas for picking up trash? And you had to divide up territory?

Thinking of this, Ji Xiang recalled what Director Bai had told him: the scalpers at the hospital were all hard-earned, and it wasn't just about queuing up early in the morning or registering online.

"But it doesn't matter, I don't care about these things." The old man was kind and talkative. Ji Xiang felt that he was a little embarrassed after receiving a plastic bottle from the silly roe deer, so he chatted with him for a while.

"Are you doing alright? I've seen some homeless people in the south, and they seem to be doing better there. It's too cold in Northeast China, especially in winter, so you can't just sleep anywhere."

"I'm doing alright. I have an old, abandoned building. Although there's no running water or sewage, I can still earn some money by livestreaming my wilderness survival when I get back."

"..."

I never expected that she was actually a minor internet celebrity.

Ji Xiang carefully examined the old man.

He didn't seem that old, probably in his forties, but I don't know how many days he hadn't taken care of his appearance, plus my preconceived notions, made me think he looked older.

"It's good to be young. I always see you running early in the morning, and then you take this little guy with you. You're so fit, you can walk a dog until it's exhausted. I'm so envious. I didn't have that much stamina when I was young, and I can't do it now."

The old man laughed heartily.

"Not bad, just young and a bit too energetic." Ji Xiang put the silly roe deer into his backpack, picked it up, and carried it on his shoulder.

"Thank you for your hard work," Ji Xiang said politely to the homeless man.

He looked up at Ji Xiang and chuckled.

"Life is suffering, but I think I'm doing alright."

"Um?"

The way he said that didn't sound like an ordinary homeless person.

"Especially in the sweltering summer, under the blazing sun, buying an ice-cold Coke and taking a sip... tsk tsk, all the suffering is worth it."

Ji Xiang found his words amusing, took out his phone, added his contact information, and then carried the silly roe deer all the way home.

I never expected to meet such a wonderful person so early in the morning.

But Miao Jixiang, the homeless man, didn't take it to heart. He had heard many stories from his grandfather since he was a child, and his grandfather still had several Taoist priests' WeChat accounts on his phone. Occasionally, he could see pictures of them traveling freely in the human world.

Playing guitars and singing songs, those Taoist priests are also keeping up with the times, unlike what I imagined.

Under Ji Yongchang's influence, Ji Xiang added this interesting homeless man's contact information, hoping to meet him again if fate allows.

Doing interesting things and meeting interesting people—that's part of the meaning of life.

His words, "Under the blazing sun, I took a sip of ice-cold cola," made Ji Xiang think that this person was very insightful.

The slight unpleasantness that remained in my heart also vanished without a trace.

The weather is bad today; dark clouds fill the sky, and it looks like it's going to snow heavily.

After returning home and having breakfast, Ji Xiang greeted his grandfather and rode his bicycle to the hospital.

Changing clothes and seeing patients—this routine goes on day after day, year after year, seemingly without ever changing.

The patient was safe and sound, and Ji Xiang was quite happy when he left the ward.

As I left the ward, I was greeted by Director Liu Zhi.

"Director," Ji Xiang greeted respectfully.

"Xiao Ji, it's almost Chinese New Year. When do you have time, let's invite your medical team to have a meal together," Director Liu said with a smile.

"I'm available anytime, whichever is convenient for you," Ji Xiang said respectfully. Director Liu was very satisfied with his attitude.

"Then tonight it is," Director Liu said. "Do you drink?"

"If you can avoid drinking, it's best not to."

Director Liu didn't press the issue, patting Ji Xiang on the shoulder. "Don't bother thinking about it. It's a hospital tradition that the director will host a dinner during the New Year. Just bring your mouth, and don't do anything else."

"OK."

After finishing his speech, Director Liu hurriedly went back to hand over his shift.

At this moment, Zhao Zhe rushed out of the duty room, "Xiao Ji, Director Liu really values ​​you."

"well enough."

"It was something he should have just called, but he insisted on coming all the way himself," Zhao Zhe said. "I've never seen anything like it in all these years."

"Not bad, Brother Zhao. Are you going home for the New Year?"

When the topic of going home came up, Zhao Zhe's expression changed slightly.

"I... hahaha, I'm both excited and scared."

(End of this chapter)