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Yunling instantly realized that she might actually only pay attention to the latter, because she had experienced pain, so she cared extra.

"It depends on the situation."

"If you think you can resist, of course don't leave the other party room to become more aggressive, otherwise he will persecute you even more intensely next time."

"If the other party is large and powerful, then we should show weakness first, comply with the other party's conditions, and then find an opportunity to escape. Money, chastity, freedom... are not as important as life. Of course, this is just my personal opinion. "

"After all, some people think: 'Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather." Compared with life, other values ​​are subjective judgments. There is no fixed standard like a scale. Choose what you think. Just the one that’s relatively important is fine.”

However, she herself couldn't figure out which one was most important.

But if her life is used to force her to do something detrimental to the country, then Yunling thinks that her own life does not seem to be that important.

Tu Sizi seemed to understand the last sentence, but she understood the previous ones.

She was suddenly curious: "Dr. Yun, is this the reason why you want to be a doctor?"

Yunling held her chin, hearing her question, but did not respond immediately. She was fascinated by the green spots on the hillside in the distance, the branches sprouted, and the earth was rejuvenating.

"Yes and no." Yunling's voice became much softer as her friend's unshakable snores came to her ears.

She seemed to be immersed in vague memories, her voice was long and delicate: "When I was a child, I wanted to be the director of the hospital's human resources department, someone who would be in charge of everyone. Then I would give all the doctors a holiday, so that my parents could be at home every day. Stay with me."

Tu Sizi chuckled, her round eyes narrowed into slits like crescent moons. She seemed surprised that Dr. Yun, who seemed young, mature, rational and restrained, would have such childish thoughts as a child.

"There was even a time when I hated doctors and felt that this profession had robbed me of my parents, so I ran away from my parents' colleagues when I saw them. I felt that my attitude at that time was considered rude."

Two lesbians, one spoke quietly and the other listened quietly, while Chu Songlan's snoring gradually eased and she fell into a peaceful sleep.

"Because I have grown up, grandma and grandpa let go and returned to their hometown in Yunzhou. The only ones who stay at home all the time are me and Aunt Qi who takes care of me. She is very quiet."

"But later...Grandpa Zheng and the others moved here and became our neighbors, and there was a huge persimmon tree in the yard. Sometimes when Aunt Qi was cleaning, the old couple saw me as a little child alone, so they just He often calls me over to play.”

"Grandma Gong made delicious snacks for me and told me stories about what happened on the battlefield. Grandpa Zheng would also make small toys out of wood to entertain me."

Yunling pointed to the pen holder on the table that she brought back from home during the Chinese New Year, "Well, this is what Grandpa Zheng made for me the year before last. He really knows everything, isn't he awesome!"

"Well, it's smooth."

Tu Sizi was not disappointed. Although most people in the wooden tube village could make it, there might not be many people in the city who could make it, so it was extra precious.

In fact, value is not the most important thing, what is valuable is the heart.

"The two of them actually quarreled often. Grandma Gong scolded Grandpa Zheng for smoking, and Grandpa Zheng thought Grandma Gong was nagging her. During the most violent quarrel, Grandpa Zheng even said: Anyway, I smoke and my lungs are bad, so I will definitely die before you. Go early. Underground, I don’t have to listen to you scolding me anymore.”

Tu Sizi asked: "What happened next? Did they reconcile?"

Yunling shook her head, her movements seemed a bit heavy, "That time, they were cold to each other for several days, and then I had to stagger each other to play."

"Finally one morning, Grandpa Zheng couldn't hold it in anymore. I met him when I was at school. He said he wanted to buy Grandma Gong her favorite Sachima. Because Grandma Gong likes sweets, but the doctor said that her physical condition is the worst. I don’t eat sweets very much, so most of their pastries end up in my stomach.”

"There was a long queue for that store. There were people waiting two hours before it opened. Moreover, the time-honored store is still far away from our place. He walked there, so he might not be able to come back in the afternoon." "He was still there at the time. He smiled and laughed at himself: 'Your grandma Gong won't leave lunch for me anyway.'"

"It was a weekend, so there was no class in the afternoon. After lunch, I knocked on the door to talk to Grandma Gong. After knocking for a long time, no one answered, and then I went in by myself, only to find Grandma Gong collapsed in the cabinet containing tobacco leaves. Beside, unconscious."

Tu Sizi's eyes widened, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

"And then?" she asked.

Yunling's face was mournful, her eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and her breath was slightly guilty: "I was petrified at the time. My whole body was as stiff as wood. I didn't even dare to step forward and touch her. I ran straight home and called Qi Qi. Aunt, we called the neighbors and together we took her to the hospital where my parents were."

"Then he was rescued?" Tu Sizi's heartstrings twitched, and Weiwei eagerly wanted to know the follow-up.

She still shook her head and said in a slightly calmer tone: "No, the emergency department said it was late. It was acute myocardial infarction and there was nothing we could do."

"But you know what? Because the two elders were of a high level, they borrowed a jeep to send him there, and the distance was not far, so he arrived very quickly. However, they still said that the delivery was late."

"That means that by the time I found out, things were already bad."

Tu Sizi thought of Grandpa Zheng who was still outside buying cakes for his wife, and couldn't help but worry: "Then when Grandpa Zheng comes back, won't he..."

"Yes." Yunling nodded lightly, "After I came back, I couldn't bear the blow. I suddenly fainted and was sent to the hospital. But because of the timely rescue, there is no serious problem."

"At that time, I was asked by the adults to stay at home and did not go to the hospital. I just sat on the steps of the porch at home, watching the fallen leaves of the persimmon tree next door flying."

"In the evening, when my parents came back, I went to ask them how they were doing."

"My dad sighed helplessly and said: 'It's a pity. If we can introduce that foreign rescue equipment, maybe we can still have a chance of survival.' But due to the technical blockade, our country can only cross the river by feeling the stones. Little by little progress.”

Tu Sizi seemed to understand Yunling's change in attitude and why she was so obsessed with scientific research.

She asked tentatively: "Is it because you want to study medicine and even read books on science and engineering now?"

Yunling did not deny it.

"I always think, if we can't save even people of Grandma Gong's level, what about the millions of other working people?"

"What she lacks is a rescue equipment imported from abroad. What others lack may be a small pill that cannot be synthesized and developed using domestic technology."

"Doctors can't save everyone, but I don't want it to be for this deplorable reason."

In fact, if Tu Sizi didn't ask, Yunling would have forgotten the origin of her original intention.

Now when she goes home and passes the transplanted persimmon tree, she no longer subconsciously thinks that this is the one that Grandma Gong took good care of.

People are very forgetful, such as the origin of this persimmon tree.

But it’s also nostalgic, like always remembering the people who have passed away.

There is one more chapter to be posted tonight.