Chapter 68 Meat Sandwich

"I know that it is the basic morality of being a doctor, saving lives and helping the wounded, and cherishing the world."

Lu Feng said seriously.

To Lu Feng's surprise, Shang Wende shook his head silently.

"Master, am I wrong? But that's what's said outside, even in the books.

There was a trace of doubt in Lu Feng's heart.

Shang Wende sighed gently and said with a wry smile, "That's just the concept of the current society. Our traditional Chinese medicine is handed down from our ancestors. Medical ethics, medicine, medical skills are superb; morality, human character. Lu Feng, the medical ethics of our traditional Chinese medicine is not just to treat diseases and save people. It also has a deeper meaning. Doctors, save people all over the world, whether they are patients, or people with physical health and mental illness, and even their spiritual world, just like psychologists. Let's make another example: just like Wang Yiyuan outside, he is not a treacherous man, and he will face legal sanctions. We can't save him at this point, but we must help him realize his last long-cherished wish and last regret, so that he can go at ease even if he dies. This is the virtue of medical ethics. With the heart of the world and compassion, this is the real doctor.

Doctor! De!

Lu Feng finally understood the meaning of these two words. He finally understood what the master said before he accepted him as an apprentice. The apprentice was not only for the apprentice to be good at medical skills, but also to be virtuous. He finally understood that although Liu Huan's name was Master Shang Wende, Shang Wende did not let him have a master's ceremony and did not accept him as a closed disciple.

"Lu Feng, what I said today, I hope you can keep it in mind. Doctors, care about the people of the world, good people, evil people, rich people, poor people, as long as there is a need, they are all our patients. Shang Wende said solemnly.

"Yeah, I know, but master, I replied that the bad guys also treat us when they come to treat the disease. Why do you shake your head?"

Lu Feng still remembers the master's reaction that day.

Hearing the words, Shang Wende smiled and said, "This is another layer. As doctors, we want to save people, but not everyone can save them, and it may not be cured. For example, a big evil person, I asked you about this, you said to save him, and I said you were wrong. If you say no help later, I will still say it's wrong, because doctors take saving people as their vocation.

Hearing that Lu Feng is confused here, it's not right. Is it saved or not?

"Today, the master will teach you an important lesson. We want to save him. Of course, it is best to persuade his prodigal son to turn back, but if we can't free him from his sin, then we will treat his illness, but not necessarily cure it, and let him do bad things in the illness. When Wang Yiyuan came in, he didn't look like a kind person should have, so I asked you to treat Wang Yiyuan. I know you can't treat him well. At the same time, I also observed his expression and confirmed the judgment in my heart. If I judged me wrong, I would treat him, but I didn't expect you to be able to pick bones. It seems that the master underestimated. It's you."

With that, Shang Wende shook his head and asked seriously in Lu Feng's embarrassed look, "Do you remember today's words? The doctor is not just one person, but always thinking about more people. Sometimes it is necessary to sacrifice one person."

"Master, my disciples will always remember your teachings today!"

Lu Feng knelt down respectfully in front of Shang Wende. Today, Master's words were like engraved in Lu Feng's mind and engraved on his heart. In the future, he will firmly remember them all his life.

And the content of this lesson is something I haven't thought about before.

Leaving the hospital, Lu Feng rushed to the airport to buy a ticket to Shanxi.

Jiyang City is a long distance from Shanxi, with a distance of one or two thousand kilometers. It only takes an hour or two to fly.

After getting off the plane and changing cars, Lu Feng finally arrived at the address given to him by Wang Yiyuan at 5:00 p.m.

This is a residential community, which looks a little dilapidated. Because it is off work time, the community is very lively. The community is full of children playing and running, and everyone is full of clean smiles.

Room 406, Unit 3.

Soon, Lu Feng came to the door. Although it was an anti-theft door, there was no doorbell. Lu Feng had no choice but to knock on the door.

After a long time, there was no movement in the room, which made Lu Feng show a trace of doubt.

Maybe you are not at home at this time?

Lu Feng sighed gently and was ready to leave first to eat something. He was iron rice and steel. He was so hungry that he didn't eat a meal. All the way, he hasn't eaten anything since morning.

Walking on the winding path of the community, looking at the sunset in the western sky in the evening, smelling the lingering fragrance of the remnants of the flowers, and feeling the cool breeze, Lu Feng's heart was quiet.

"Mom, I'm hungry. What shall we eat today?"

"There are also shredded radish copied at noon. I'll buy some steamed buns later. I'll eat some casually in the evening. I'll make delicious food for you at noon tomorrow."

"Why do you eat leftovers again! Mom, do you deliberately make more dishes every morning and keep them for dinner? I eat shredded radish and pickles all day long. Now I'm tired of it.

"Son, tomorrow, mom will definitely cook delicious food for you tomorrow. Be obedient, ah!"

"Mom, I want to eat meat. I haven't eaten meat for almost a month. Didn't you say that I'm the time to grow up now? Only by eating meat can you grow as tall and big as your father.

Lu Feng's eyes were withdrawn from the western sky, and his eyes looked at a middle-aged woman not far ahead, holding an eight- or nine-year-old boy. Their words made Lu Feng's heart throb.

Suddenly, Lu Feng keenly found that when the little boy said that he had not eaten meat for almost a month, tears flashed in the middle-aged woman's eyes, and the other one who did not hold her son's hand also clenched it fiercely. It is hard to imagine that this woman looked like she was only in her thirties. The blue veins on her arm burst, and the back of her hand, There are many scars on the wrist.

In sight, the middle-aged woman stopped and stared at her son, trying to control her tears. Slowly, she took out a gray-black handkerchief from her pocket. The scarred hands trembled slightly and slowly opened the wrapped handkerchiefs.

is a stack of money, a stack of one and two pieces of money, which is also mixed with one or two cents and fifty cents.

The finger of the middle-aged woman touched the money and paused for a moment before taking out a piece of money and handing it to her son. She whispered, "There is a meat burger at the gate of the community. You can buy one to eat!"

The little boy's eyes lit up, and he took the money from the middle-aged woman in surprise and quickly ran out.

The middle-aged woman looked at her son's thin back, and her tears were finally uncontrollable and slid down her dry cheeks. At the moment when the crystal tears dripped down his cheeks from his chin, Lu Feng seemed to see the most sad and beautiful picture in the world.

That's not tears, but the bitterness and pain of a poor mother!

When my eight- or nine-year-old son grew up, he didn't have money to buy him meat. He only ate stir-fried shredded radish and pickles without oil.

The child's innocent big eyes, the thin back, and the scene of middle-aged women's tears, like a knife stabbing Lu Feng's heart.

Some time ago, Lu Feng once said to the couple who went to the hospital, 'No one can suffer the child', but at this moment, this sentence is like a thorn stuck in the throat, and his nose is sore, but he dares not let his tears drip, because he knows that it is not that the mother doesn't want to give the child meat, but Poverty is the absence of money, the deep helplessness and pain...

The loose money of one or two yuan in the gray-black handkerchief, and the cents and cents of money are dazzling.

To the best of my ability, I must treat this child to a meat and a good meal!

When they met, Lu Feng was unwilling to go straight forward to pay money, because it was an insult and a kind of charity.

Passing by the middle-aged woman, Lu Feng did not look at the middle-aged woman again. It was not that he didn't want to look at it, but that he didn't dare to look at this thin woman who was oppressed by life and couldn't afford to buy meat for her son.

A minute later, Lu Feng rushed to the door of the community. However, the next scene made his heart pulled fiercely.

Outside the gate of the community, an old man who lost his legs was dressed in a tattered coat. His messy hair and beard covered his original appearance. His miserable appearance touched people's hearts.

This is a disabled beggar who has lost his legs. He lowered his head, pressed his thin hands on the ground, and constantly kowtowed to and from pedestrians. There was a broken porcelain bowl on the ground in front of him, and the scattered porcelain bowl added up to only one or two yuan.

The boy, who looked only eight or nine years old, suddenly stopped in front of the old man. His bright eyes showed a pitiful look, and his thin body slowly squatted down in front of the old beggar.

His eyes swept through the broken porcelain bowl in front of the old man, and then turned his head and looked at the cart selling meat burger more than ten meters away. Lu Feng's angle could just see the boy's eyes clearly. He keenly caught that what was in the boy's eyes was deeply reluctant.

However, when the boy's eyes moved away from the floating meatball cart and looked back at the miserable old beggar in front of him, he gently put the money that was almost broken by him into the broken porcelain bowl in his small hand trembling slightly.

He stood up resolutely and turned around resolutely, with a full sense of loss, and an expression that he didn't know whether he was laughing or crying. The boy left quietly and walked towards the door of the community.

A small age, a golden heart.

Lu Feng's stiff body moved. Although his eyes were full of crystal tears, Lu Feng blocked the boy's way when he looked up at the sky.

"Uncle, what can I do for you?" The complicated expression on the boy's face disappeared, but was replaced by doubt and confusion.