My daughter, who had just obtained her driver's license, was involved in a serious car accident. The surgeon who performed the surgery happened to be her husband, who was the chief of surgery. After hearing the news, my husband rushed from the meeting, but before entering the operating room, he took a phone call and turned next door. Seeing the heartbeat curve on the monitor flattening, the nurse shouted to me anxiously: "Family, the patient's aorta has ruptured, and it will be too late if we don't do surgery!" I called my husband countless times with trembling hands, my tone desperate and humble. "Lu Ze, please come and save our daughter..." When the call was finally answered, the man's tone was impatient. "Have you made enough trouble? Do you insist on getting attention for your daughter's critical illness notice? Xiaoya is a little nervous for the first time to have an operation. I'm here to guide her on what's going on. You know better, just like this. I will go and have a look after the operation is over." The next second, his student's friend circle popped up on his phone. The two of them were wearing surgical clothes and taking a selfie head-to-head. It stung my eyes. Caption: [Dr. Lu is not only the patient's angel, but also my reassurance. The man doesn't know that he can no longer wait to visit his daughter. What was waiting for him was his daughter's death certificate.
