Chapter 2949: 2749 Living Is the Meaning (Sect Leader Snow Mountain Cloud Bonus Chapter)

Tch, your life must be so boring. Xiao Shitou said.

No way, I got used to it before. I actually wanted to have fun, get a girlfriend, get off work on time every day, then go see a movie. But conditions didn't allow it; I couldn't do that back then.

If you want to do it, you can always do it. Xiao Shitou insisted on his view.

Do it? Zheng Ren rarely expressed his true emotions; his face showed a little anger as he said, "The heaviest, most difficult patients are all assigned to me; often I can't leave the ward for 24 hours. Whenever there's an emergency surgery, no matter the time, they call me from home."

Saying this, Zheng Ren realized his emotions were off; he tried covering his face with his hand, rubbing it a few times as if rubbing Xiao Shitou's face.

Then a face full of smiles appeared before his eyes, still simple and honest, as if it were a mask.

You might think, going into surgery is a good thing, why am I not happy? Let me put it this way: I was called to the hospital in the middle of the night, only to be a second assistant, not even allowed to suture skin, just to cut sutures. Zheng Ren said flatly.

The most memorable time for me was one Little New Year's Eve when the ward had few patients. I went alone to a barbecue place……that shop was called Da Heng Xiao Chuan; if you have time I'll take you there. I went and ate a barbecue meal, and even extravagantly ordered a serving of tripe.

After eating I bought some fireworks and stood alone in an empty corner of the residential area to set them off. The fireworks really were beautiful, especially since that night Hai Cheng rarely had stars; watching them burst under the starlight made me very happy.

Back then I thought, people say fireworks are lonely. But fireworks aren't lonely; they're lively, very… beautiful.

Zheng Ren's mouth is rather clumsy; using "beautiful" to describe it is already the limit, even though he knows countless gorgeous words.

But no matter what, nothing can beat the two words "beautiful", and there's no vocabulary that can replace the two words "happy".

Wouldn't spending Little New Year's Eve alone be very lonely? Xiao Shitou asked.

Not feeling lonely, I've already gotten used to it. Zheng Ren said with a smile, "That night at 12:16 a. m., I was woken by a phone call. By then I was already used to it, just feeling a bit angry that the one quiet moment of joy was disturbed."

They called me to the hospital because of a car accident; I was called up to the operating table, still a second assistant, still handling the retractor, still not allowed to do anything. Zheng Ren said flatly, "I know what Director Liu and the then Inpatient Chief were thinking, but it's too dark, so I won't tell you."

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

So then I developed the habit of reading novels. Zheng Ren said, "Online novels are fast-paced, very enjoyable; the protagonist always can do what ordinary people can't. Even if the logic is flawed, the truth often has no logic at all—no matter how you look at it, online novels seem more reliable."

Then what?

After that was the surgery I mentioned, then I went to the Emergency Department, and with Director Pan's support we built the Emergency Ward, toughing it out to take down Director Liu. Zheng Ren said, "Back then, Director Kong of 912 came to find me to go to Di Du; I initially didn't agree, do you know why?"

Because you didn't make your original department miserable enough to watch. Xiao Shitou said.

This kid is indeed clever, Zheng Ren smiled.

Yes. Zheng Ren said, "Making money has nothing to do with the meaning of life; I just wanted to grab Director Liu and Director Chen by the collar and ask them, why won't they let me suture skin; why must they call me for a surgery two people could do; why does someone who lives nearer than me never get called, yet every time they drag me out of bed."

You succeeded.

You could say that, but when you succeed you don't feel any sense of vengeful satisfaction. You know, even if you recover from illness, you wouldn't feel particularly happy. It's a long process; you pour all your effort into each day, each detail, and it definitely won't be like competitive sports where you see results quickly.

So when the outcome comes, you won't feel very happy either; it's just a natural conclusion, roughly speaking.

That's also one reason everyone likes competitive sports. Xiao Shitou said.

Yeah, the harder something is to get in everyday life, the happier and more joyful it makes you. Zheng Ren laughed, "Later on, I went to 912, started a Nobel Prize project. Then, by a lucky coincidence I won the Nobel Prize and met some so-called big shots."

This is my story, pretty boring, right? When I see you, I feel you're having a tough time, just like I used to.

There's no such thing as ease in this world.

Xiao Shitou blinked his eyes and whispered, "Yeah, so I really am having a hard time, but no matter how hard it gets I won't give up, if conditions allow."

Conditions are fine.

I trust you, definitely don't push yourself. Xiao Shitou closed his eyes again; listening to Zheng Ren "tell a story" had already drained most of his strength, and now he was a bit tired.

But even though he was tired, he still inclined toward communication.

One person, too lonely.

I know that doing this kind of diagnosis and treatment burns money like water every day. Xiao Shitou said softly.

It's fine; your current treatment doesn't cost money, just favors.

Hmm, I won't ask so many more things. Xiao Shitou said, "I vaguely remember that when I was on ventilator-assisted breathing, you asked me many questions."

Can you hear?

At that time I felt like I was drifting in an endless universe, occasionally able to hear a bit, maybe when the drug concentration dropped. Xiao Shitou said, "I've been thinking about what you said regarding the meaning of life."

Don't think so much; thinking too much won't make you grow taller.

Zheng Ren laughed and rubbed Xiao Shitou's head with his hand.

Xiao Shitou wanted to dodge, but he had no strength at all, still with his eyes closed, there was no way to dodge.

Don't resist like that; when you were on ventilator-assisted breathing I touched you I don't know how many times. Zheng Ren said with a laugh.

Tch. Xiao Shitou said disdainfully, "I thought about it for a long time, and finally had an idea—don't ask what the meaning of life is; living itself is the meaning."

Zheng Ren froze for a moment.

Is that so?

Brother, I'm really tired this time, I want to sleep a bit. Xiao Shitou murmured, "No need to be polite."

Go to sleep.

Zheng Ren stood up, about to leave, but saw Xiao Shitou not going straight to sleep; instead he opened his eyes and strained to raise his hand. His withered little hand clenched into a fist, slightly higher than his body, trembling lightly.

Right hand clenched, Zheng Ren bumped his fist against his.

Come on!