Chapter 2926 Sometimes Heals, Often Helps, Always Comforts

On December 9, Zheng Ren was invited to visit Karolinska Hospital in Stockholm with Dr. Mehal.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything about Uncle Ning pulling out the fishbone. He just pushed the wheelchair and listened to Dr. Mehar's explanation of various new medical machines and equipment, as well as new developments in medical fields over the years. In the field of scientific research, Karolinska Hospital has done quite well in all aspects. If there was no Uncle Ning's incident, Zheng Ren would appreciate it very much.

But with the fishbone incident, Zheng Ren always felt something was wrong when he saw all kinds of advanced machines, so he chatted with interest.

This is a very boring day, but Zheng Ren also knows that necessary social interaction is an indispensable part. Although it is said that winning the Nobel Prize has something to do with the request of the Bruch family, but the initial recommendation and subsequent travels were all done by Dr. Mehar holding his disabled body.

The respect for the elderly came from the bottom of his heart. Without the support of Dr. Mehar, he would not be able to make it through the first step. Zheng Ren understood this. No matter how much mental energy was consumed, Zheng Ren still had to suffer.

It's really not as comfortable as weaving red rope in 912, Zheng Ren has always had this idea in his heart.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Zheng Ren regained his freedom, and traveled all over Stockholm. Everyone had a great time.

As night fell, everyone rested, but Zheng Ren didn't feel sleepy at all.

He silently watched the snow falling outside the window. It had been snowing for a whole day and night, and it didn't show any signs of stopping. It was very quiet inside and outside the window, so quiet that it seemed that the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground could be heard.

Time flies so fast, a year has just passed. At this time last year, I was still busy in the emergency department of Haicheng, and I don't know if it is busy there now. The snowy road is slippery, so there should be many wounded with minor scratches, Zheng Ren thought wildly in his mind.

Then countless thoughts came to my mind, small stones, robotic arms, 912, community hospitals. Zheng Ren didn't think about a certain question seriously, but let the thoughts in his mind roll, and finally, except for Yi Ren's birthday tomorrow, only the little stone lingered in his mind.

That child is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed. From the first meeting scene to watching QQ talk intermittently, and now, scene after scene flashed before my eyes.

In fact, Zheng Ren didn't think that Xiao Shi could last long. Even with the best surgeon in the world, even with the backing of Bota, a private hospital and research center full of black technology, it was a pity that time was too tight.

It would be great if I could give myself another year.

From the attitude of the big pig's trotters, Zheng Ren had already predicted this. The system did not issue a task. From a certain point of view, it means that the system believes that the small stone has no possibility of healing under the existing technology.

Thinking about it, Zheng Ren sighed.

Whichever step you take counts, the words on the epitaph of Dr. Trudeau on the shores of Saranac Lake in Northeast New York - To Cure Sometimes, To Relieve Often, To Comfort Always.

The English literal translation is very boring, but when translated into Chinese, Zheng Ren felt that there was some charm, and he always kept it in his heart.

Sometimes heals, often helps, always comforts.

Doctors are not omnipotent, even if they are prescribe themselves, it seems that what they can do for the little stone is help and comfort. cure? Hope is too slim, Zheng Ren would occasionally think so, but he also knew that he was just thinking about it.

To himself, Xiao Shitou is just a patient; but to Xiao Shitou, he is all his hope, even if the child doesn't show it.

Thinking of the strange expression of the little stone elf, Zheng Ren didn't feel sad in his heart, but smiled instead.

He thought of Su Yun's question. If it was possible, he would definitely exchange a Nobel Prize for Xiaoshi's life.

Does the Nobel Prize matter? Of course there is. But to Zheng Ren, the little stone seemed to have a greater meaning.

But he has already done everything he can do, he suddenly stroked his hair subconsciously. Half gray hair, exhausted effort, that's all.

When I go back, I have to do an interventional embolization of the liver for Xiaoshi, and then perform a lung transplant. As for the future, Zheng Ren didn't dare to think about it, who knows what will happen again. I just hope that Xiaoshi will not suffer too much and recover quickly.

Zheng Ren stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the foreign land covered with snow, his heart gradually became silent, without any distracting thoughts.

After a long time, Zheng Ren stood like this, and the white snow outside the window fluttered like that, as if they had merged into one.

Zheng Ren has looked at the little white fox many times in the system space, and he is used to entering this meditative and mysterious realm. After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Zheng Ren's hand moved slightly.

The event should be almost here.

After moving his cervical spine, he opened his suitcase, took out a backpack, and put two packing boxes into the backpack.

Putting on his shoes, Zheng Ren glanced at the time, it was three twenty-five in the morning.

It was almost at this point, he was quite satisfied with his biological clock, there were still about 3 hours before Yi Ren woke up, if the jet lag did not come out to cause trouble.

When he went out, Zheng Ren had a serious expression, like a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

Coming downstairs, Zheng Ren identified the location and stood in front of Yi Ren's window.

The next thing to do is technical work, no matter how dexterous your hands are, it doesn't mean it can be completed smoothly.

After finding the location, Zheng Ren thought for a few more minutes, found a slightly secluded location, and jumped over with one stride.

Standing firmly on the ground, he began to think about the direction of action. Although it is necessary to step on the snow with the four words "Happy Birthday", it is quite difficult to make it into a flying font.

This was a temporary idea. After seeing the heavy snowfall in Stockholm yesterday, Zheng Ren decided to try it out and surprise Yi Ren.

This is not counted, if there are pedestrians passing by, their understanding and cooperation must be obtained. If people don't cooperate with what they say, there is nothing I can do. It depends on fate, Zheng Ren has no idea that it must be done.

Four two-meter-square Chinese characters were stamped out by Zheng Ren, and four flamboyant characters—Happy Birthday—appeared on the white snow on the streets of Stockholm.

Taking a look at the time, Zheng Ren realized that he was a little early. The snow was falling heavily, and Zheng Ren had no choice but to walk up and down over and over again, and he had to be careful not to go out of the range of the footprints.

That is to say, the body resistance that has been tempered in the system space, otherwise, it will definitely freeze out in such a cold day.

Under the light of the street lamp, the white snow fluttered with circles of halo, like countless elves with life breath descending from the sky.

Zheng Ren didn't have time to appreciate the beauty of nature. He carefully walked on the four Chinese characters, using his body as a pen, to engrave all these on the streets of Stockholm, and in Yi Ren's mind.

The snow was still falling, Zheng Ren's head was covered with snow, it was pure white.