Zhou Ze scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face. He slowly raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked slightly haggard. As an emergency doctor, this kind of haggard seemed to be a standard.
"Doctor Zhou, there's a new patient coming soon. He seems to have fallen from upstairs. I don't know if he committed suicide!" Nurse Wang Ya stood at the door of the men's bathroom and shouted.
"Got it. I'll be right there," Zhou Ze responded. He then took out a tissue to wipe the water droplets and walked out.
The ambulance soon arrived at the hospital. An old man in a gray Tang suit was lying on the stretcher. The old man was coughing non-stop, and from time to time, blood foam and splinters of spleen were coughed out. His whole body was covered in blood.
Zhou Ze immediately ran over. He pushed the stretcher while observing the patient's condition. At the same time, he shouted to the people in front, "Prepare the surgical instruments, quick!"
The patient's condition was very bad.
"I … I … don't want to die."
The old man opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Ze, who was the closest to him.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. We'll help you. You won't die."
Most patients on the verge of death would say something like this at this moment. After all, there were only a few people who could face death calmly. As a doctor, of course, this was not the time to analyze the patient's condition and tell him how confident he was to survive. At this moment, what the patient needed was psychological comfort.
"No … No … Down there … Down there … It's really scary down there …"
The old man suddenly grabbed Zhou Ze's wrist and looked at Zhou Ze with a serious face.
"Calm down and relax. Your life will not be in danger." Although his wrist was a little painful, Zhou Ze still did not try to break free.
"I don't want to … I don't want to go down anymore … They … They found me … They found me …"
"Hiss …" Zhou Ze suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wrist.
"Doctor Zhou, your hand!" The young nurse next to him immediately shouted.
The old man's fingernails were very long, and for some reason, his fingernails were black. It was the kind of black that was transparent like amber. It did not look like there was dirt gathered in it.
At this time, the old man's fingernails had already embedded into the flesh of Zhou Ze's wrist.
"I don't want to go down … I don't want to go down … I don't want to go down … Haha … Cough, cough …"
The old man suddenly straightened his back and coughed violently. Then, his body trembled, and the hand that was grabbing onto Zhou Ze fell to the ground. His entire body stopped moving.
"Prepare for emergency treatment!" Zhou Ze yelled.
The old man was pushed into the emergency room. The doctors and nurses began to rescue him. At the same time, the taser was ready.
"Doctor Zhou, let me treat your wound." Wang Ya walked over.
As doctors, they were actually not worried about these superficial wounds. What they were most worried about was that if the old man had other diseases, it was very likely that the doctors would be in danger of exposing their profession. After all, there was a lot of blood on the old man's hands. No one knew if he had any infectious diseases.
Some diseases, just a little bit of infection, could ruin a person's life.
After the wound was bandaged, another doctor walked out of the emergency room and shook his head at Zhou Ze.
This meant that they couldn't save him.
Everyone was a little disappointed, but they were already used to this kind of thing, so they quickly adjusted to it.
"Doctor Zhou, let's do a check-up," Wang Ya suggested.
"No, I have something to do tonight."
Zhou Ze shook his head and walked straight to the changing room to change his clothes. Then, he walked to the hospital parking lot and drove away.
Just as the car reached the overpass of Jianghai Avenue, Zhou Ze's phone rang.
"Hello, this is Zhou Ze."
"Doctor Zhou, the children are waiting for you."
"I'm sorry, President Wu. There's a patient that's delayed me. I'll go over right now. Ask the children to wait for me for a while."
"Okay, okay." The other side quickly hung up.
Zhou Ze looked at the time again. It was already 8: 30 p.m. The children in the orphanage usually went to bed very early.
The red light turned green. Zhou Ze stepped on the accelerator and drove over.
"Du!!!!!"
At this moment..,
A heavy truck ran the red light and drove over. Zhou Ze only had time to turn his head to look at the dazzling high beam lights outside the window,
Then..,
"Bang!"
The world spun,
The small car was like a delicate piece of white paper in front of the heavy truck. It was directly sent flying and rolled a few times in the air before crashing to the ground.
..
"Uh …"
Zhou Ze woke up,
He found that his body could not move at all, as if it was stuck.
At the same time, he could not open his eyes. He knew that he had been in a car accident, a very serious car accident. Out of professionalism, he really wanted to check his injuries right now, but he could not move.
From time to time, there would be the sound of other vehicles passing by, as well as various sounds of lamas.
Am I still at the scene of the car accident..,
Am I still in the car?
Zhou Ze thought to himself.
Very soon..,
The siren of the police car could be heard, as well as the sound of the fire engine,
Finally, the sound of the ambulance siren that Zhou Ze felt familiar came.
Zhou Ze could feel that his body was being moved. The temperature nearby was slightly high. It should be cutting his car to rescue him.
Zhou Ze had participated in many such rescue activities, so he was still clear about some procedures.
It was a pity that the cake in the trunk of his car, as well as the children's June 1st Children's Day party in the orphanage, could only be ruined.
"Doctor Zhou!"
A familiar voice called out.
It should be Doctor Chen from the hospital.
Zhou Ze heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart. At least, he had saved his life. This could be considered an unexpected disaster.
There were also the voices of a few nurses beside him. Because it was too noisy nearby, Zhou Ze could not hear them clearly.
However, what Doctor Chen said next made Zhou Ze's heart suddenly fall to the bottom of the valley!
"Doctor Zhou has lost his vital signs."
No,
I'm not dead!
I'm not dead!
I'm not dead!
Zhou Ze shouted desperately in his heart!
He's not dead, he's still conscious, he's not dead!
Next, Zhou Ze sensed that someone was performing CPR on him. He felt the heavy pressure again and again, but he could not open his eyes, nor could he speak.
He was not dead,
He hoped that they would find out soon that he was not dead!
However, after a busy period,
Zhou Ze heard the crying voices of a few nurses he knew,
Doctor Chen punched the car door nearby, looking very sorrowful.
Hey!
Don't give up!
Don't give up!
I'm not dead!
I should be in a state of suspended animation now,
Lost too much blood?
Seriously injured?
But I'm really not dead!
I should still be breathing, I should still have a heartbeat!
Zhou Ze roared crazily in his heart.
But then, he sensed that he was carried onto a stretcher. He should have been sent into an ambulance.
Then, there was the sound of the ambulance starting.
The nurses in the carriage were still crying.
However, this kind of crying was exceptionally ear-piercing to Zhou Ze's ears,
He's not dead yet,
Why are you crying!
Why are you crying!
Look at me again,
Look at me again,
Check again,
I'm not dead!
The ambulance stopped,
Then, Zhou Ze heard the hospital leader's voice:
"Little Zhou is gone just like that?"
"The car accident was very serious. Doctor Zhou was severely injured and lost too much blood. He has been confirmed dead."
"Really?
He's gone just like that? "Another deputy director was still in disbelief.
"Little Zhou is gone." This was the voice of a department director. "I just checked again."
I'm not dead!
You bunch of quacks!
I'm not dead!
You bunch of bastards!
Bastards!
Zhou Ze kept cursing in his heart. At this moment, the group of people around him were no longer his colleagues, nor were they his friends, nor were they his leaders or elders.
They actually thought that he was dead,
But could the dead still hear and feel?
I'm not dead!
You bunch of bastards,
Animals,
I'm not dead!
Save me!
Save me!
The stretcher began to be pushed. The surroundings were quiet, and the temperature was gradually dropping.
"Xiaoya, don't be too sad. The director said that the hospital will hold a memorial service for Doctor Zhou tomorrow."
"Sister Suqin, I just can't believe that a person is gone just like that.
Doctor Zhou was such a good person. How could he be gone just like that? "
"There are unpredictable storms in the sky, and people have their ups and downs. Just let it go."
After the two nurses said this, they left.
All around,
It was empty,
That kind of eerie coolness,
It was so clear.
Zhou Ze kept struggling. He kept trying to resist. He wanted to wake up. He desperately wanted to make his own voice.
But now, he felt as if a ghost was pressing down on his bed. No matter how hard he tried, his body was not under his control at all.
In the end,
He gave up in despair,
He was tired,
He was also tired,
He knew where he was now,
In the hospital,
In the morgue.
… …
When Zhou Ze "woke up" again, he felt a faint coolness on his face, and the tingling feeling was also very clear.
"Is the makeup done?" Someone asked beside him.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Wait, his entire body has been hit like this. How can makeup be done so quickly?"
"The hospital is already rushing him. They're going to send him to the memorial service immediately."
"Why don't you do it?"
The mortician seemed to be a little angry. She put more effort into her makeup. Of course, the client they were facing was a dead person. The dead naturally would not say that it was painful, and they did not need to worry about receiving complaints. They only needed to let the living see the results.
Zhou Ze no longer had the strength to struggle,
He just stayed quietly like that,
Enduring the stinging pain of the makeup pen constantly pressing down on his face,
Finally..,
The makeup was over.
"Alright, call them in. Our work is over."
Zhou Ze felt that he was being changed. Then, he was pushed out. The hospital workers carried him into a soft and cramped space.
This..,
Should be an ice coffin.
Then, all the noise around him was instantly isolated,
The lid should have been closed.
Shaking..,
Shaking..,
Bumpy..
After an unknown period of time, Zhou Ze finally heard a sound again. The lid of the ice coffin should have been opened.
What entered his ears..,
Was mournful music.
The director was holding the microphone and giving a speech. He was praising himself and feeling sorry for himself,
Then it was the deputy director, the director, and the others.
Around him..,
From time to time, there would be the sound of footsteps walking past,
Some people just quietly walked over and took one last look at him,
Some people even tried to call out to him a few times, with a sobbing tone,
This was to pay homage to his remains.
Pay homage,
My remains!
I'm not dead,
I'm really not dead,
I'm not dead yet!
I'm not dead yet!
Zhou Ze wailed in his heart,
He started to try again,
But there was still nothing he could do,
He could only hear and feel it.
But he could not speak,
He could not open his eyes,
Everyone thought that he was dead,
But he knew very well,
He was not dead yet!
The children from the orphanage also came and cried beside him.
They cried very sincerely because Zhou Ze himself was also a child who came out of the orphanage. Therefore, after working, most of his salary was donated to the orphanage. The car accident this time was also because he was in a hurry to drive back to the orphanage to accompany the children for Children's Day.
"Little Zhou, go in peace. This time, you have an accident on duty. You have no family, but the hospital will give your compensation to the orphanage. Don't worry," the deputy director said as he stood beside Zhou Ze.
Then..,
Zhou Ze sensed that he was isolated again. The lid of the ice coffin should have been closed again.
Then, there was another jolt,
Finally, it stopped.
The lid of the ice coffin was opened again,
The surroundings were a little quiet. Occasionally, one could hear the sound of people, but it was not noisy.
There were two people, one grabbing his shoulders, the other grabbing his legs and lifting him up. Then, they placed him on another cold shelf. It seemed to be a steel plate.
These two people were very skilled, very, very skilled.
There were faint sounds of crying around him.
At first, Zhou Ze could not tell where he had come to,
But at this moment..,
He suddenly understood..,
Bastards!
They sent him to the crematorium!
They were going to burn him!
I'm not dead, bastards!
F * ck your ancestors!
I'm not dead!
I'm not dead yet!
Don't cremate me..,
Don't cremate me!
I'm really not dead yet!!!!!
You bunch of animals..,
Bastards!
Son of a b * tch!!!!
This time, it was Zhou Ze's craziest time, and it was also the craziest time,
He knew..,
Once he was cremated..,
Then there would be no leeway at all!
He would face death directly!
It was a complete and utter end!
He couldn't accept it. He really couldn't accept it. He wasn't even thirty years old, he hadn't got married, he didn't have children, he still had a life, he still had a long way to go!
"Mom, I just saw this uncle's hand move a little," a little girl's timid voice rang out beside him.
"Pa!" A small mouth was slapped.
"Don't talk nonsense. I'll deal with you when I get back," the girl's mother scolded.
Zhou Ze was in despair,
Because no matter how much he struggled..,
How he roared in his heart..,
The people outside could not sense it.
He was placed on the conveyor belt,
The machine began to start,
He was being pushed forward,
He knew what he was about to face,
Because of this, he was extremely afraid!
No..,
No..,
No!
I'm not dead, I'm really not dead!
Don't burn me!
Don't burn me!
No one could hear his call,
They were only responsible for being sad,
They were only responsible for being sad,
They were only responsible for going through this process,
Then they would go home for dinner and continue tomorrow.
Finally..,
Zhou Ze sensed that he seemed to have been pushed into a narrow place filled with the smell of oil residue,
Then..,
A sticky liquid sprayed on his body.
He knew what it was,
It was gasoline,
Then..,
"Zizi..."
Hot!
Very hot!
Pain,
Intense burning pain!
Fire,
Fire,
Fire,