At Yanjing People's Hospital, it was already one o'clock in the evening.
Normal citizens have already fallen asleep, but at this moment, there are still many people in the hospital who are unable to sleep.
Doctors and nurses also need to run up and down for patients, and this profession is destined to be a hard job.
The more night it gets, the more worrying the hospital becomes.
Standing in the corridor, you can often hear the painful howls of patients, the anxious figures of nurses and doctors, and the cries of patients' families.
The reporters still did not leave at the moment, listening to these painful voices, they only felt goosebumps all over their bodies, very, very uncomfortable.
But......
Yang Le didn't leave, how could they go?
They recorded the whole process, wanting to know when Yang Le would be cured.
The cries of babies, the hoarse coughs of old men, and the cries of young people were heard.
At this time, the door of a ward was pushed open, and the reporters turned around, only to see a few nurses pushing a mobile bed out.
The person on the hospital bed had already covered his face with a white cloth, apparently deceased.
Next to the hospital bed, a man ran out frantically pulling the hospital bed, and behind his back, he was carrying a child about one year old with a strap.
"No, it won't!
No, it won't!
Swift you won't leave me, you won't leave my ......
No, it won't......
We said that when the children grow up, we will travel the world together, no......
No......"
He had already cried into tears, ran for a long time, and finally collapsed directly to the ground, burying his head in the noodles and crying bitterly.
The man's cry, coupled with the child's cry, made many people listen to it, and it was a heart-wrenching.
"Please mourn and be submissive......
There is also a child that you need to raise.
A female reporter walked up and said slowly.
Her eyes were a little red, maybe she was infected by this scene.
The reporters watched this scene and fell silent for a while.
The hospital is a place where people come in almost every day, and almost every day, people die.
"No, I'm dying, I want to get out of here!"
A male reporter stood up and said.
He really couldn't bear it, this place was so depressing!
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Other journalists did not laugh at him either, after all, they also felt this way, depressed!
It's so depressing, so depressing that they can't breathe!
"I don't know how Yang Le survived."
Some reporters said slowly.
They watched Yang Le, ward by ward.
There is an inexplicable admiration in my heart, really!
Seeing Yang Le's face getting paler and paler, their mood became more and more complicated.
Is this still the big star Yang Le, who is admired by tens of thousands of people?
They have seen too many stars, and in those stars, they basically have their own noble halos, and there are a bunch of assistant bodyguards around them.
But what about Yang Le now?
Running around the wards alone, even the nurses are not as tired as him, right?
If he hadn't said it, wouldn't anyone have known that he was a star at all?
They all looked at Yang Le with complicated faces, and finally sighed deeply, no wonder Yang Le's status in the entertainment industry is so special.
"Mr.
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Yang, you've been running for three hours, take a break!"
At this time, a reporter ran up and shouted.
Yang Le's footsteps stagnated slightly, glanced back at the reporter, showed a smile, and said, "Really?
It seems that my efficiency has not decreased, and there are two wards, which is very fast. ” After speaking, Yang Le walked directly to the next ward.
The reporter was left standing still, not knowing what to say.
Not long after, his eyes turned red, and he sat directly on the chair next to him, wiping his tears.
Other reporters were also silent for a long time.
What does three hours mean?
In other words, Yang Le has already entered three wards and treated six injured fans.
In each room, the time spent is an hour, so Yang Le will say that the efficiency has not decreased.
Looking at Yang Le's busy back, the reporters didn't know what to say.
Is this rubbing heat?
Is this pretended?
Posing for a photo?
Go to Nima's rubbing heat!
Go to Nima's pretend!
Even if he is really popular, even if he is really pretending, Lao Tzu still has to report for the better!
The photographer is holding a camera and shooting.
Sometimes, an unintentional act of kindness can move people, and people are such emotional animals many times.
Another hour later, Yang Le came out of a ward again, and there was a very small sound of sobbing from the ward.
In fact, everyone is used to it, every time Yang Le walks out of a ward, there will be a fan in the ward crying.
Everyone can understand it, and if you think about it, you can actually understand it.
When you need help the most, the people who stand by your side and help you are not the people you are crazy about and desperate for, but your enemies.
This feeling is really uncomfortable and tangled.
"Mr.
Yang, take a break."
At this time, the nurse who had been following Yang Le couldn't help but say.
Because Yang Le hadn't rested for too long, and she hadn't stopped all the way, she was a little distressed when she looked at her.
It's been five or six hours, and the average surgery is probably that long.
Yang Le glanced at her, shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay, there are only two seriously injured fans left, right?"
” "Yes, yes."
The nurse was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said.
Yang Le didn't speak, and walked directly to the next ward.
Parents and reporters couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they watched it, and their eyes were a little red.
At this moment, they were really convinced by Yang Le.
Another hour later, Yang Le had already come out.
When he came out again, his footsteps were about to float, and he couldn't walk a little steadily.
These few hours of treatment can be said to have exhausted his energy.
"Mr.
Yang, it doesn't matter to you!"
At this time, the doctor from the hospital also hurriedly ran up and asked.
Yang Le glanced at the doctor, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just a little tired, I'll just take a rest!"
” After speaking, he walked directly to the chair on the side, there was originally a reporter in this chair, and when the reporter saw Yang Le coming, he quickly stood up and gave Yang Le a place.
After Yang Le sat down, he glanced at the reporter and said with a smile: "It's so late, why are you still here?"
” "I, I'm here to see Mr.
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Yang, you treat the fans!"
The reporter was stunned for a moment, and then said a little nervously for a long time.
But as soon as he said this, he heard someone next to him say, 'Shhh ' The reporter turned around, but saw other reporters shaking their heads at him and saying, "Be quiet, fall asleep!"
” When he looked back at Yang Le again, Yang Le was already lying directly on the chair and sleeping soundly.
The reporters stood quietly, took a few photos, and didn't bother anymore.
The night in the hospital was both heart-wrenching and moving......