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Mr. Numb is a serious person, and he has a cold and stiff face in most gatherings.

When others were joking, no matter how flamboyant the other people were laughing, he just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then his smile disappeared. Mr. Numb would occasionally tell a joke and try to blend into it, but every time it ended with everyone's awkward hehe, accompanied by a cold sweat.

For example, once, when we were having a meal together in a good western restaurant, Mr. Ma Mu was slicing a blood-stained steak, and said happily: "I recently watched "Human Centipede 2", which is really unscientific. Except for the first person who can absorb nutrients and water, the people behind have to live by eating shit and can't even drink urine, hahaha..."

There was a weird silence at the scene, only the knife and fork scratched the plate with a sharp noise.

"The first person can eat, the last person can excrete, and the person in the middle is the most pitiful." Mr. Numb suddenly felt inspired and looked up at everyone, "Hey, if you change to you, would you like to eat or excrete? "

Everyone was silent, and the hand manipulating the knife and fork stopped in the air.

After a long time, a friend opened his mouth and said, "Eat, haha, eat well, you see, aren't we eating."

Everyone haha, after Mr. Numb got the answer, he lowered his head contentedly and continued to eat, cutting the meat skillfully.

We paid a high price for that meal, in exchange for stomach upset all night.

Oh, forgot to introduce, Mr. Numb is our good friend and a very authoritative brain doctor.

Mr. Numb has a heart that is not arrogant. Even though we have great academic achievements, even if we admire him all the way, his attitude towards friends has always been gentle, showing no signs of complacency.

 

We like him, in addition to his good character, but also because everyone hopes that there is a doctor friend in his circle who scolds Fang Qiu, at least he can go to the back door to register.

And he also likes to gag with us. He said that he was glad that we could add color to him in his bloody days. Even though his jokes were hard and scary, everyone didn't care.

We always thought that we knew enough about Mr. Numb. We always thought that he was a sneer who was full of medical theories. This thought continued until Mr. Numb’s mother was sick and hospitalized.

In the third year of Mr. Nu’s junior year, his parents suddenly divorced. It is said that Mom had another man outside, so she insisted on leaving them, but no one knew what the specific reason was.

It's been eight years since Ma Ma left. It wasn't until the death of Mr. Ma Mu's father the year before that Ma Ma reappeared in Mr. Ma Mu's life.

Regarding the past, Mr. Nu Mu and Ma Ma did not mention a word, their relationship has always been light, and they rarely talked, and Mr. Nu Mu rarely mentioned his mother in front of us.

When Ma Ma was ill, just in time for Mr. Ma Mu's busiest time, she couldn't see anyone for several days.

We took Ma Ma through rounds after rounds of inspections. Unfortunately, the final test result was that the brain cancer was at an advanced stage.

The friend told the distressing news to Mr. Numb. His face was as calm as a lake without any waves. After looking at the medical records, he said flatly: "Arrange the patient to be hospitalized."

We were a little shocked by Mr. Numb's calmness, but we also thought that he had been working in the hospital for many years, and he was used to seeing birth, old age, sickness and death. Perhaps he was more open-minded than us.

Ma Ma was admitted to Mr. Numb's hospital, and the doctor in charge was Mr. Numb himself.

A few of our friends took turns to go to the hospital to take care of Ma Ma. It is not that we are so passionate, but if we don’t go, Ma Ma is usually alone in the hospital bed.

Once we went to see her, only to find that Ma Ma had difficulty in moving while holding a bottle, and had been holding urine for an hour.

After Ma Ma was admitted to the hospital, Mr. Ma Mu had never taken care of her in front of her bed. He took the intern doctor to make routine inspections, examinations, and questions every day, and treated all patients equally. No one knew that Mr. Ma Mu was Ma Ma’s son.

My friends tried to persuade me several times, but they were all stopped by Ma Ma. Every time she stared at the ceiling with her increasingly cloudy eyes, and slowly said to us, "Forget it, forget it."

Ma Ma’s illness is getting more and more serious. She knows that she has not much time, so every time Mr. Numb is visiting the house, she will hold Mr. Nu’s hand tightly, without speaking, but eyes full of sadness and pleading.

We don't persuade Mr. Nu Mu anymore, but quietly guarding the bedside, ready to send Ma Ma one last time.

In a rainstorm afternoon, Mr. Numb was just in time for the operation. Momma waited for him all day, but finally exhausted his last breath and passed away.

"I'm tired and can't wait. You are all good boys, so please... please help me tell him, sorry, please forgive me..."

This is the last sentence Ma Ma said before her death.

Looking at Ma Ma, who was lying in the morgue, her body was already cold and stiff, Mr. Ma stood there for a long time, and finally covered the white cloth in silence, turned and left.

After that, we haven't seen Mr. Numb for a long time.

At a later dinner, he appeared again, still as before, with a cold and stiff face, a slight smile, and fleeting.

After a few cups of yellow soup, Mr. Numb was a little drunk. This is the first time we have seen him look slightly drunk in these years, with red eyes and blurred eyes.

He stood up swayingly, raised his wine glass, walked over to me and sat down, and said vaguely: "Aurora, I want to say thank you especially to you, thank you for not giving up when my mother is dead. I stayed in front of her bed. I failed to do my filial piety and failed to send her the last time. This is the biggest regret in my life..."

After Mr. Numb finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass. The scarlet liquid flowed down the corner of his mouth like a drop of gorgeous blood.

"You could have done your filial piety, but you didn't want to." I said coldly.

There was a bitter smile at the corner of Mr. Numb's mouth, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.

"Aurora, do you know?" Mr. Numb continued, "Actually, I forgave her a long time ago, in fact, I never blamed her. I am a doctor, and I don't want to affect my judgment because of excessive emotions. I overestimate me. By myself, I always thought that I was Hua Tuo's reincarnation. As long as I tried my best to save her, I might get a miracle... How stupid I am, my mother is in the late stage of brain cancer, how can I be saved?"

Mr. Numb cried, his tears mixed with his nose flowed into the empty glass wine glass, slid down the wall, and mixed with the red wine remaining at the bottom of the glass.

That night, he was completely drunk, and so was I. He said many, many things to me intermittently, many of which I can't remember. I only remember that he held my hand tightly when the game was over, just like Ma Ma held his hand tightly, and said to me: "Aurora, those childish attitudes and things will eventually become the chief culprit for our regrets. We must know how to cherish the people in front of us. However, I do not regret this matter. I have done my duty as a doctor, treating every patient rationally and calmly, putting the treatment of them first. Even though... There is one person, she is my mother."

We always thought that we knew Mr. Nu Mu well enough, and thought that he was just a doctor who was accustomed to life and death and was insensitive.

Until that night.

Until later, we all cried.







































































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