The big doctor is black and white

Chapter 145 Don't let San'er pick it up, or San'er will cry (1)

Someone nearby is talking about:
"This new Hollywood actor is a bit familiar."

"That's right, who is this brother San'er? Our doctor Jiang Jingming also has a nickname called San'er."

"Could it be that we, Dr. Jiang..."

"..." Jiang Jingming left quickly without looking at the screen.

At noon, he went to the cemetery, holding a bouquet of daisies, and placed it in front of Lu Zhengyan's grave.

He and Lu Zhengyan chatted about something.

There has been a wind, coming from the south, and it is warm on the face.

Jiang Jingming came here on foot. When he came here, he always disliked driving. He felt that the sound of the engine starting the car was noise, which would disturb Lu Zhengyan's peace and tranquility.

And he always wears a very simple, white coat, light blue pants, and clean canvas shoes that are spotless, like a college student who has just graduated, exuding a gentle aura between his gestures and gestures.

Zhang Xu's car was parked on the side of the road 200 meters away from the cemetery.

Seeing him coming out, Zhang Xu couldn't help but honked the horn.

Jiang Jingming walked over and asked him why he came here.

The latter snorted, put his hands on the steering wheel, and said with a joke in his voice, "Lu Zhengyan is my old rival in love. Every time you visit him, can I be jealous?"

Jiang Jingming also laughed.

"Okay! Get in the car. It's such a long distance, you'll be tired walking back."

Jiang Jingming got into the car.

Back at the hospital, Wang Xiaoshuang called Jiang Jingming over alone.

Wang Xiaoshuang's complexion was a little dignified, and she took out a medical record and placed it in front of him.

"A new patient came in, a little young, 5 years old, a little boy, this situation is quite serious."

Jiang Jingming took it and looked at it.

He sits down.

Soon, Jiang San'er's brows were also tightened tightly following Wang Xiaoshuang's.

High fever, anemia, hepatosplenomegaly, organ infiltration...

A 5-year-old boy, the situation is not optimistic, no matter in terms of age or condition, he is exactly the same as Lu Zhengyan back then.

Jiang Jingming's heart ached.

Lu Jingxi had let go of Lu Zhengyan's knot, but Jiang Jingming himself hadn't let go!
"Do you think you can do it? You are the best in our department now. If you can't do it, I'll let him transfer."

"Where are you going to be transferred? People's Hospital?"

"It's none of our business." Wang Xiaoshuang waved his hand and said.

"As far as Ningcheng is concerned, the hematology department of the Central Hospital is the best." Jiang Jingming said every word.

Wang Xiaoshuang sighed, how could he not be clear, and rubbed the center of his brows, "Then you go to the ward to see the situation! If it works, you take over, if it doesn't work, I will do the same."

The boy was temporarily placed in a high-risk ward.

Jiang Jingming stood outside and knocked on the door.

At first no one responded.

He knocked several times before a clear voice came: "Come in."

The little boy was sitting on the bed, wearing a blue hospital gown, playing with the Rubik's Cube with his head down. Jiang Jingming suddenly realized that he must be playing too seriously, that's why he didn't hear it.

Jiang Jingming looked at him, a child with delicate features, fair skin and pale lips.

The boy looked at him—

Jiang Jingming felt pain in his heart.

He and Lu Zhengyan obviously don't look alike, but he saw Lu Zhengyan's shadow on him, probably because of his age and his movements when playing Rubik's Cube.

"Hi, Xiangyang kid, my name is Jiang Jingming."

"..." Xiang Yang ignored him, didn't even move his eyes, and continued to turn the Rubik's Cube in his hand.

(End of this chapter)