Chapter 2749

"Cut, how boring your life is." Said the little stone.

"No way, I used to. I wanted to have fun, get a girlfriend, get off work on time every day, and then go to the movies. But the conditions didn't allow me to do it at that time."

"You can always do what you want." Little stone sticks to his point of view.

"Do?" Zheng Ren rarely expressed his true emotions. His expression was a little angry. He said, "I take care of the heaviest and most difficult patients. Most of the time, I can't leave the ward for 24 hours. There is emergency surgery. Whenever I have to call me from home."

Speaking of this, Zheng Ren noticed that he was emotionally wrong. He tried to cover his face with his hands and rubbed it like a small stone.

Then a smiling face appeared in front of me, still simple and honest, as if it were a mask.

"You may be thinking that surgery is a good thing. Why am I unhappy? Let's say, I was called to the hospital in the middle of the night. I was just a second assistant. I didn't even let me sew the skin, so I had to cut the thread." Zheng Renping said quietly.

"The most profound time in my memory is that there were no patients in the ward on the eve of one year. I went to a barbecue shop alone... That shop is called Daheng Xiaochuan. If I have time, I'll take you to eat. I went to have a barbecue myself and asked for a boiled tripe."

"After eating, I bought some fireworks and stood in an empty corner of the community. Fireworks are really beautiful, especially the rare stars in Haicheng that day. I'm very happy to watch the fireworks bloom under the starlight."

"I thought at that time. They said they were as lonely as fireworks. But fireworks are not lonely. They are very lively and... Beautiful."

Zheng Ren's mouth is clumsy. It's up to heaven to describe it with good looks, although he knows countless gorgeous words.

But no matter what, there is no way to compare with the word "good-looking", and there is no vocabulary to replace the word "happy".

"A person's new year's Eve, will it be very lonely?" Asked the little stone.

"I'm so lonely that I don't think I'm used to it." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "I was awakened by the phone at 12:16 that night. I was used to it at that time. I just felt a little angry that the only quiet joy was disturbed."

"I was called to the hospital because of a car accident. I was called to the stage. I was still the second help, the pull hook, and still didn't let me do anything." Zheng Renping said quietly, "I know what director Liu and the general manager of the hospital thought at that time, but it's too dark, so I won't tell you."

"Hehe, I know if you don't say it."

"So, I formed the habit of reading novels at that time." Zheng Rendao said, "online novels are fast-paced and happy. The protagonists can always do things that ordinary people can't do. Even if there is a problem with logic, the truth often has no logic at all. How to look at online novels is more reliable."

"And then?"

"Then it was the operation I said, and then I went to the emergency department. With the support of director Lao pan, I set up an emergency ward and killed director Liu." Zheng Ren said, "at that time, director Kong of 912 asked me to go to the imperial capital. I didn't promise at first. Do you know why?"

"Because you didn't run your original department." Said the little stone.

The child was really smart. Zheng Ren smiled.

"Yes." Zheng Rendao said, "making money is not the meaning of life at all. I want to grab director Liu and President Cen's neck collar and ask them why they don't even let me sew the skin; why do they have to find me for the surgery they can do; why do some people live closer than me, but never find others, and pick me out of the bed every time."

"You succeeded."

"You can say so, but when you succeed, you don't feel happy, gratitude and hatred. You know, if you get well, you won't feel much happy. It's a long process. You put all your efforts into every day and every detail. It will never be like competitive sports. There will be results soon."

"So, when you have the ending, you won't feel much happy. It's natural. That's probably what it means."

"This is also a reason why everyone likes competitive sports." Little stone road.

"Yes, the more difficult it is to get in daily life, the happier and happier it is." Zheng Ren smiled, "later, I went to 912 and opened a Nobel Prize project. Then, by chance, I got the Nobel Prize and met some so-called big people."

"This is my story. It's boring, isn't it? When I saw you, I thought you were as difficult as I was before."

"There is no ease in this world."

The little stone blinked and whispered, "yes, so it's really difficult for me, but I won't give up if conditions permit."

"No problem with the conditions."

"I believe you. Don't force it." Little stone closed his eyes again. Just listening to Zheng Ren's "story telling" had consumed most of his physical strength. At this time, he was a little tired.

But although tired, he still tends to communicate.

Alone, too lonely.

"I know that I spend money every day for such diagnosis and treatment." The little stone whispered.

"It's all right. Your current treatment doesn't cost money, it just costs human kindness."

"Well, I won't ask so much." The little Stone said, "I vaguely remember that you asked me a lot of questions when I assisted breathing with a ventilator."

"Can you hear me?"

"At that time, I was like floating in the boundless universe. I could hear it occasionally. Maybe it was when the drug concentration decreased." The little Stone said, "I've been thinking about the meaning of life you said."

"Don't think so much. It's not long to think too much."

Zheng Ren smiled and touched the head of the small stone with his hand.

The little stone wanted to avoid, but he had no strength at all. He still closed his eyes and couldn't hide at all.

"Don't resist so much. I've touched it many times when you use a ventilator to assist breathing." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Cut." The little Stone said contemptuously, "I thought for a long time and finally had an idea - don't ask what the meaning of living is, living itself is meaning."

Zheng Ren was stunned.

Is that so?

"Brother, I'm really tired this time. I want to sleep for a while." The little stone murmured, "you're welcome."

"Sleep."

Zheng Ren stood up and just wanted to leave. He saw that little stone didn't sleep directly, but opened his eyes and raised his hands. The withered little hand held into a fist, slightly higher than the body, trembling gently.

With his right hand clenched, Zheng Ren hit his fist with his fist.

"Come on!"