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Chapter 59

"..." The woman who made tea immediately put down the teapot and said disapprovingly, "Master! Don't blame her twice!"

Have guts!It was the first time Shen Yang heard someone express objection to Yin Lao so clearly, he couldn't help but look at the person who spoke, the woman had a cute doll hair, spoke coldly, but with a smile on her face, she obediently looked at Yin Lao.Shen Yang couldn't tell her age at a glance, he just felt that this was the one who was truly relaxed in front of Mr. Yin, she was more comfortable than Yin Ning, her facial expressions were vivid, she looked even cuter!

"I won't blame you—" Yin Lao said.

"The old man can't bear to blame you." At the same time, Wang Ping also opened his mouth, suppressing the unfinished words of Mr. Yin, and comforted him: "I have to find someone to take my anger out on. If that's the case, he will naturally blame me for this crime." On this outsider who turned a few corners!"

Shen Yang suddenly realized that these two were the ones Yin Lao said "I don't want to see" that day.Wang Ping, who was not liked, would naturally not be the senior sister, and the senior sister Yin Ning mentioned could only be this ageless woman!

From this point of view, Luo Xiao didn't lie to himself, Shen Yang thought, the relationship between them and this female general really turned a few corners!It's just how these bends are connected one after another. He was very curious, but he didn't speak rashly to greet the guests who had never been introduced.

"Don't leave it so clean!" Mr. Yin snorted angrily, and said bluntly: "Which one has nothing to do with you?! You are too evil!"

Wang Ping's face twitched almost invisibly.

Shen Yang couldn't help laughing, stroked Yin Lao's back, and said softly: "It seems that they all have something to do with me."

"Hahahaha, you child! It is indeed related to you. She made me sick, so you heal me!" Mr. Yin smiled and threw away the rest of the chess pieces in his hand. Give Way.

Seeing this, Wang Ping on the other side stepped aside and stood by the low couch.The lady who made tea stayed on the bed, put her knees on the floor and straightened the wooden clogs for Mr. Yin, to wait for the old man to put on the clogs.Mr. Yin waved his sleeves to make her stand up, fiddled with them a few times, and stood up.

Shen Yang only saw Yin Ning do part of the old man's close-up, and it was the first time for him to watch the old man stand up, so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe!While he was still thinking about whether he should do something, the woman approached again, and tidied Yin Lao's clothes, evening out the tiny creases that he sat on.

Seeing that he couldn't shake her off, Mr. Yin raised his hand to pat her head lovingly, and said helplessly, "Forget it, your master doesn't say anything about you, so what else can I say!"

"You are an elder."

Mr. Yin paused his hand, sighed, pointed to the direction of the bookshelf, and said, "You can pick it yourself. Xiao Yang helps me. As I get older, winter will become more and more difficult."

Only then did Shen Yang take a step forward.The woman was extremely petite, and he hadn't the nerve to move forward.After Yin Lao called his name, he hurriedly held his arm with one hand to help him, and the two walked a few steps towards the guest seat.

"Master—"

"Go!" Mr. Yin waved his hand.

The woman snorted, turned and walked between the bookshelves.

"Does the old man think the smell of blood on my hands?" Wang Ping suddenly took a step forward, and stood with the two of them in the open space under Mr. Yin's low couch, asking indifferently, "Isn't his hands the same? Yours Why not hands!"

"?" How do you say that?Shen Yang's expression was inexplicable, he didn't know what kind of nerve she suddenly had, but the old man beside him was unmoved, so he pretended that he had no ears.

"He saves lives and heals the wounded, but there are lives that cannot be saved under those hands. You point out the maze, but you only save people who are destined, and my hands..." Wang Ping said, spreading his powerful palms with well-defined joints, and said firmly: " End one, and more people will be saved."

Shen Yang took the opportunity to glance at Wang Ping's hands, he had seen her make a move, she was an absolutely formidable character, even with Yuan Hua's physique, under these hands, she was just an oversized doll, she could play with it at will.

"They're just ants," Mr. Yin finally couldn't help it, and said sarcastically, "What are you so proud of!"

"You don't cross the ants, I don't help the ants, he doesn't save the ants...who did the ants offend?" Wang Ping sneered: "Why do you decide the life and death of the ants?"

Yin Lao snorted, shook the arm in his hand, and guided: "Xiao Yang, don't you plan to say something?"

"Me?" Shen Yang didn't expect that Mr. Yin would ask himself to speak on purpose, and it was already unexpected for him to sit and listen to the conversation of these two seemingly unrelated people.Look at the two people arguing in front of them, a general and an academic. What they say is that ants are not ants. Their lives are completely different from those of ants. Do they really know how ants survive?Shen Yang was deeply skeptical, but he still believed that among the three of them, the one who knew the most about the close relationship between ants and ants was him, the doctor.Although... the patients who can walk into his consulting room have already been screened several layers!

In such a few words, he couldn't understand why he was suddenly involved, but since the old man asked him to speak, he had no reason to hide it, it was too petty and embarrassing.

He thought about the current situation, and said: "For a doctor, life is life, whether it is a human or a dog, as long as it is delivered to me, it will be saved. You can't pick and choose whether you think it's a mouse or not."

"But I heard that your number is difficult to arrange," Wang Ping sneered, turned to Shen Yang with disdain on his face, and just slapped the word "sounding" on Shen Yang's face with a big slap, and mocked: "It's still charged by the minute, the average person can't afford you!"

"I can't save everyone," Shen Yang shrugged, indicating that there was no way.He is very open to this matter, gods cannot save all living beings, and Noah's Ark can only choose to take away lives, let alone a mere Shen Yang!

But the current situation is a bit weird, why would the three of them sit together and talk about things that can save people?

After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Just like the old man can't teach everyone."

"I have the right to choose." Yin Lao said, looked at Shen Yang meaningfully, turned around and sat down on the first seat under the couch, and said: "If there is no fate, I will not teach."

"I also have the right to choose." Shen Yang also smiled, turned around and put away the short chess pieces on the couch, brought the tea set to the guest area, and while serving tea to Mr. Yin, he said: "Of course, those who have no fate will not be sent to my table." Consulting Room."

"You—" Wang Ping was speechless, but she was powerless to refute what the two said.

They do both have options.

X University has nearly ten thousand freshmen in each class, and out of these nearly ten thousand students, less than one thousand have the opportunity to listen to one of his lectures, and less than a hundred people can embark on this "road of advice", and those who can really get his advice are even more so. millet.

Similarly, there are countless patients admitted to a hospital every day, and only a handful of them can enter Shen Yang's consultation room.With a sullen face, Wang Ping sat down on the seat opposite Yin Lao very unhappy, took a sip from the teacup Shen Yang handed over, and then put it down heavily!

"People can't be saved forever. I think your understanding of this matter should be more direct than ours." Shen Yang maintained a slight smile and said indifferently. Seeing Mr. Yin pointing to the seat next to him, he was holding a cup of tea , sat down leisurely, like chatting with a chess player in a park, and continued relaxedly: "The duty of a doctor is to save people's lives. I think the word 'saving people' is first of all a choice. To save people, and It's not a cat or a dog. The word 'survival' is another choice, what a doctor can save is a life, not a person."

"I advocate 'the duty of a doctor is to save lives'." Shen Yang took a sip of his tea, seeing Mr. Yin nod to himself, motioning him to continue talking.He is a little shy, the more he gets along with the old man, the more he feels that the old man has a good temper, and he is super gentle!

He went on to say: "My master said that saving half of the lives is a hypocritical act of neglecting the past and the future. It is self-righteous self-satisfaction and violates the duty of a doctor. I think what he means is that he saved a life but saved a life." It is not human, so it is called 'saving people and saving half'."

"It's what you call 'life is saved, not people'?" Wang Ping poked his finger at the tea cup in his hand thoughtfully. Seeing Shen Yang nodding, she tapped on the coffee table and raised her hand as a "please" gestures for him to continue.

"Isn't there always a story about a doctor saving an officer, and the officer leading a team to slaughter the doctor's village? Whether to save or not, right or wrong, is always a question." Shen Yang looked at the two people in front of him, and saw Wang Both Ping and Yin nodded to indicate that they knew such a story. He leaned back lightly and said casually, "I think this means that you didn't save people by surviving, that's 'saving half of people', and it's a form of self-satisfaction."

"Let me put it this way, although to a doctor, the officer is just a patient, as a doctor, life is life, and since he saw it, he should do something. But—" Shen Yang raised a finger to show his attention, Dao: "A doctor is also a human being. Since he is a human being, he exists in this society, so he has his position as a social person."

"To put it simply, I don't agree with the so-called 'sports without borders, culture without borders', which think they are beyond the scope of human beings. Medicine, art, belief, knowledge, etc. are all the same. Since the executor is human, it is doomed limitations in execution. Because people are so different.”

"This also determines how a doctor should treat his patients as a social person. If he only treats enemy officers as patients, it is self-satisfaction, satisfying his pursuit of medical skills, and satisfying his desire for 'hanging the pot to help the world' Pursue and satisfy your persistent persistence." Shen Yang made a final decision, seeing that the two of them had no objection, he continued: "What's more, he patted his chest and said brazenly, 'I am a doctor, and my mission is to treat people'!"

"Oh! He's a doctor, but he's also a human being! Ignoring the fact that he is a human being, what kind of doctor is he?" Shen Yang raised the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and did not hide his disdain at all, and sarcastically said: "Human Or a doctor? An enemy or a patient? To save or not to save?"

"Right or wrong? Black or white? It all depends on which angle you look at and how you look at these issues." At this point, Shen Yang held the teacup in both hands and took a sip, leaving enough for the other two to think about. time.

In fact, his heart was far from being as calm as his face.

He didn't know why the three of them would sit here and talk about this topic, and he didn't know why the national treasure-level academic expert known as the "living fossil" and the dismissed female major general were here to guide him to talk and listen to his high-spirited talks, but , There was an unspeakable excitement in his heart, and some uncontrollable expectations.

These words, which sound ambiguous at first glance, are a bit confusing to others, and they don't understand why.However, for those who can clear the clouds and mists, it is natural that there is only one truth, and what he is expressing is only one sentence.

Shen Yang could feel the abnormally excited heartbeat under his calm appearance, he suddenly felt a sense of loneliness that he no longer talked to himself, and no one understood what he said.

It felt like... like the self-evident relationship with Yin Ning that day made him very excited.

He looks forward to understanding and being understood.

Expect to understand and be understood.

He is looking forward to a soul collision, and even a deeper communication.

"You will save!" Wang Ping said firmly.

"I will 'survive', otherwise it will violate the duty of a doctor!" Shen Yang said as it should, looked at Wang Ping, and said firmly: "But——I think how to 'save people' is the key to the problem."

"Hey, it's interesting." Wang Ping turned his head, crossed his legs carelessly, and looked at Shen Yang with great interest.

Looking at each other, Shen Yang suddenly remembered that in the military academy that day, she also looked at him for no apparent reason.

On that day, no one was willing to evade first, as if the person who evaded first lost, no one would let anyone else.

This time they were still facing each other, but there was a feeling that no one could explain clearly, as if they were all unexpected.

He didn't expect that she really understood!

She didn't expect him to say that!

Wang Ping raised his eyebrows suddenly and reminded: "But you haven't mentioned our center yet."

"It's already been said!" Shen Yang smiled inscrutably, folded his long legs gracefully, put his elbows on the armrests, and leaned forward slightly. This subconscious action fully revealed his inner expectations. He is very happy now .

He looked directly at Wang Ping, and said calmly: "No one decides the life or death of others, it's just passing by without fate."

"..." Wang Ping still shook his head, indicating that this answer was not enough.

"That depends on how you look at this issue." Shen Yang turned his head to look at Lao Yin, and said, "Do you think so?"

"Sluggish!" Mr. Yin snorted, drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, pointed at the woman on the bookshelf, and said, "You, tell her."

"Ants live by stealth!" The woman came out with a pile of bamboo slips, and piled them all on the colorful handmade cloth that was unfurled on the low couch. Can't you just talk, you have to play some kind of machine front. Yao Xiaoxu."

The last sentence was for Shen Yang.