Freezing Point Feature No. 1206

One and five

  Some parts of Mr. Philip Andrew Hancock's body live on five Chinese people.

A doctor in Chengdu got his liver, a mother with two children transplanted his left kidney, and a village doctor in Chongqing got his right kidney.

A young man who used to drive a truck for a living replaced one of his corneas, and the other was given to a peasant woman who was nearly blind.

  The First Affiliated Hospital of Chongqing Medical University has many operating rooms. On May 9, 2018, Philip was lying in one of them and was pronounced brain dead.

He was covered with a layer of blue cloth and his eyes were blindfolded. Doctors, nurses, and Red Cross staff stood in a row, bowed their heads, and held their breath, "silencing to the great organ donor."

  The organ harvesting operation then began.

Philip's organs were placed in a metal basin, and the cornea of ​​his eye was soaked in the bottled solution.

The medical staff went out with their basins and turned into three other operating rooms. Two patients with uremia and a patient with advanced liver cirrhosis were waiting for the warm organs to enter the body, betting on a chance to start again.

One or two days later, the corneas of both eyes saw the world again.

  The new owners of the five organs did not know each other. No one knew at the time. The "good-hearted man" who changed their health and destiny was a 27-year-old Australian.

"He is our prince"

  Before being pushed into the operating room, Philip's relatives bid him a final farewell.

Father, mother, brother and sister gathered around the bed, whispering something in their mouths. Peter Hancock, who was in his 60s, kissed and kissed his son's hand.

It was raining in Chongqing that day, and it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. The tall man rushed out of the ward and downstairs, wailing uncontrollably at the rainy day.

  When he received the news that he rushed to China, his son was already being rescued and lost consciousness.

Two years later, Peter recalled that the last time his son had a conversation with him was on the phone overseas, when Philip was busy playing a game.

A few days later, he became ill.

  "He is a fairly independent person, he made a decision, it is difficult for others to change." Peter told the China Youth Daily · China Youth Daily reporter, about seven or eight years old, Philip wanted to be a teacher.

At the age of 16, he became interested in guitar and then East Asian culture.

He participated in the "Chinese Bridge" competition, won the second place, and played in Beijing for 3 weeks.

After graduating from university, he decided to come to Chongqing and become a foreign teacher at Southwest University.

He bought two guitars, the same as the ones at home in Sydney.

  Philip has a unique sense of humor. He is often smiling in the photos, and his young smile is everywhere on the walls of his Sydney home.

The father sat in an empty room and recalled his son: During Easter, the family hid the chocolate eggs everywhere, "Philip always finds the one with the most."

  "He is our prince." Father said.

  Philip loves to take risks. In two videos saved by his father, he tried bungee jumping and jumped down from a high altitude. The wind slanted his face. He lost control of his limbs, breathing quickly, and a little scared. He said when he landed. "Cool".

In another video, he stuffed a skewers that looked like a big spider into his mouth and squeaked it.

  He went to many places in China.

In one photo, he is wearing the armor of an ancient warrior, riding a white horse, raising his sword and looking into the camera.

  Philip was diagnosed with diabetes at the age of 23, just like his brother.

His parents sent him a lot of needles. He had to give himself three or four injections every day, and sometimes had to stop before going out to eat and give him one injection in his stomach.

Many people around him did not know that he was a patient.

A Red Cross staff member "knowed" Philip behind him, "He is a very sunny person, and there is not enough of it in the portrait."

  When he was 18 years old, Philip discussed organ donation with his mother. He said that he wanted to be an educator when he was alive, and he wanted to donate organs to help others when he died.

"Most young people will not discuss these at this age, whether in China or Australia." Peter said.

  Philip is the seventh foreign organ donor in China and the first case in Chongqing.

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  Chen Xian sometimes suddenly thinks of Philip at intervals in his life, "What did he do before, what kind of life is he in a foreign country".

He checked on the Internet what kind of music Philip likes and whether he likes bands like Beyond as much as he does-this is a bit strange, a year after a person passed away, he only started to know him.

  Chen Xianjun, a 34-year-old driver of a muck truck, has two children.

His wife works in a hot pot restaurant, and the family lives in a rental house in Dazu District, Chongqing City, waiting to move back to the house to build.

He has hardly left Dazu, which is about 50 kilometers from downtown Chongqing, and does not want to leave.

  Local real estate projects have created a series of thin and tall buildings, and highways have gradually been repaired. He and his car have taken over the waste from the urbanization process, and dragged dirt and gravel to and from the construction site and the spoil site. 20 times.

He had driven the red truck for five or six years. It had a load of 30 tons, which was equivalent to half a train carriage. Sometimes it inevitably left a muddy road on the newly built road.

  Every day, his job is to line up, waiting for the excavator to load the truck.

Among people with sports cars, mentioning a person's name is worse than mentioning the license plate number.

He is not the kind of self-acquaintance, but he can meet acquaintances in a few steps in the town, and he can pass cigarettes to people at any time.

  One evening in the fall of 2016, Chen Xianjun helped people pull a cart of soil. The host kept him for dinner. He picked up the jelly and squeezed it up. The jelly was broken, and the water trembling with the chilli pepper happened to splash into his right eye.

He didn't take it seriously and continued to eat.

  On the second day, that eye began to flush and tears; on the fifth day, when we slept together and opened his eyes, he suddenly couldn't see things clearly. "It feels like you are in the fog, it's all white." He thought it was dazzling. Blinked vigorously, still unable to see clearly.

  Chongqing is foggy, which is something that truck drivers are most afraid of.

Chen Xianjun had an accident in the fog before.

In 2007, the second year he drove a truck, he and his colleague had a sports car. The fog was very foggy and the visibility was very low. Chen Xianjun fell asleep in the passenger seat, and then suddenly woke up somehow, just opened his eyes for a few seconds. He bumped, turned sideways on the isolation belt, his hair and clothes pockets were all glass.

  In 2017, the deadly white mist began to spread in his eyes, and when it was close to his pupils, Chen Xianjun could not see it.

The doctor I saw for the first time said that the burns were caused by the hot pepper water, "may need to replace the cornea."

  "I was scared and stupid. I didn't expect it to be so serious." He changed the hospital and said the same thing. He had to wait in line for a year. The hospital suggested that he be transferred to the First Affiliated Hospital of Chongqing Medical University.

There, Chen Xianjun saw that there were densely packed names in the notebooks lining up to register, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

  "I don't have any other craftsmanship. I can only drive. I can't see anymore. If you drive any other car, you will lose your career." He stared straight ahead and fell silent.

  Living on one eye upsets the balance.

When he goes up and down the steps, he always feels like he has to step on his feet, and he can't control the distance when he picks up cigarettes from others.

A friend asked him what's wrong with his eyes. He said he had keratitis, so he didn't explain much.

He walked on the street and didn't want to look at others. He always felt that passers-by looked at his pale eyes and showed another kind of vision.

He slowed down and dared not drive at night.

His life is also like a car driving into a tunnel.

  Once, he saw the news on TV, usually the cornea of ​​the eye needs to be taken alive and transplanted to the recipient as soon as possible. A foreign hospital can keep the cornea for a week or two before surgery.

The news flashed past. He carefully recalled the name of the program and the hospital, and checked it repeatedly on the Internet, but could not find it. “Otherwise, he must have done it in another place.”

  Chen Xian did not expect that the turning point would appear two to three months later.

It rained heavily that day, he was repairing the highway in a nearby town, and received a call from the hospital at 10 am, "Are you going to change your cornea, come to the hospital right now." He borrowed a friend's car and drove home for more than an hour. , I packed my things, picked up my wife, and started driving to downtown Chongqing. Because of the heavy rain, I waited in line to get on the expressway for more than an hour. It was five or six in the afternoon in Chongqing.

Within an hour of arriving at the hospital, he was pushed into the operating room.

  It was the first operation in his life, and he was scared.

"I used to see my father doing bone surgery, the doctor clanged with a toolbox, just like a car repairer."

  He was lying on the operating table, sweating on his back, and the bright light came down. His eyesight was getting worse and worse at that time, and he only felt that something was dangling in front of his eyes.

The nurse cut off his eyelashes and injected anesthetics on the eyelids and the bags under the eyes.

The good eye was covered with a cloth, "I want to open it, but I am afraid."

  The operation only took more than an hour. As soon as the shadowless lamp went out, Chen Xianjun could see it, and after raising it for a few days, when he returned home, his wife gestured numbers at the door, and he could finally see clearly.

  When discharged from the hospital, Chen Xianjun asked the doctor: is the donor male or female?

how old are you?

"Although I don't know what his name is, but there is a direction of gratitude in my heart, not completely imagined." He never thought that the donor was a foreigner, and only heard of it from the Red Cross a year later.

Uncle joked with him, "Foreigner's cornea, we don't know if we know it." Friends also teased him, "You are amazing now, Chinese and Western blends."

  Now, Chen Xianjun always stays away from the table when eating, and turns sideways when serving hot pot.

After the operation, he needs to take a medicine.

During the new crown pneumonia epidemic in 2020, his purchase of medicine was affected, he did not take the medicine as prescribed by the doctor, and white spots appeared in his eyes, but it was much better than before.

He decided to give up driving, weeding, plowing, and working as a supervisor on the ground contracted by his cousin. In summer, he was poisoned by the sun, so he put on glasses to protect his eyes.

  When he was a teenager, he loved cars.

He ran around on a motorcycle with a roaring sound. He came out of his hometown and the whole village knew it.

Once he fell into the field with his wife, he hurried to help the car, and did not care about the others. His wife said that he liked cars more than her.

At the age when he needed to make money, he went to drive a big car and "looked more prestigious".

He originally dreamed of becoming a professional driver, but now this wish has been transferred to his son.

  On a foggy day in Chongqing, Chen Xianjun drove his car through Dazu through the city. In the car was a record of Beyond. He thought of Philip, who also loved music.

"Some old people are superstitious, saying that if you give you the cornea, he can't find his way home." He held the steering wheel and said, "I hope it can follow me and take this life well."

The other eye

  Jiudong Village, Jiagao Town, Fengjie County, Chongqing, is hidden in a winding mountain. When it comes to changing the cornea, the villagers said that they changed the eyes of dogs. "Whoever believes the eyes of real people are changed to you."

  Tan Daobi's home is at the foot of the mountain, separated from the mountain by a few fields. Potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn are planted on the slope.

She was born in 1966. She has an older sister, a younger sister, an older brother, and a younger brother. She was born in the middle. She hadn't read a book for a day. She couldn't write her name, and she couldn't speak Mandarin.

  She was grazing sheep on the mountain when she was six or seven years old. The sheep ate the crops, and she would be beaten.

She has never traveled far, never seen the world, her only hobby is embroidering things, making shoes, and being able to make pillows and dresses for dolls.

At the age of 21, she took a dozen pairs of shoes she made to marry someone, "the husband's family is too poor to have a bench".

My husband went out to work very early and earned a two-story house to support three children.

He is 58 years old this year. He has ran long distances and repaired the high-speed rail for more than ten years. "He said that he would not do it until he was 60. The young people on the construction site disliked the elderly."

  Twenty-seven years ago, when his second daughter was two years old, Tan Daobi's eyes began to be a little bit "dirty", and later he couldn't use needles anymore.

The mother-in-law said that she had “eyes so big, how could she not see”.

  The old house was transformed into a pigsty with two steps.

She raised two pigs, fed them three times a day, once, and couldn't see the steps. The pig food was splashed all over the place, and so did her.

She often cuts blood from her hands when she cooks and cuts vegetables.

When digging for sweet potatoes, she first touched it with one hand and planed it with the other. "The big one can touch it, the small one can't touch it at all."

I don’t know when I grow vegetables and mud, "I can't see the mirror, I can see it in, there is no shadow at all."

  She was able to watch TV at first, but she couldn't tell the difference between "boys and girls". Later, she could only see a little light on the screen.

She swept the floor, and just put the broom down, she couldn't find it when she looked back. She could only squat on the ground to touch it. Her husband said that she could find something like this or could not find it. It's better to just carry the cooking knife and the brush for washing the pot on her body.

  Later, she wrestled frequently, and once planted the bud valley, she fell from the ridge, "fainted", got up and fell again, "mouth bleeding, and can't lift her hands."

When the daughter came to pick her up, she greeted her, but the daughter deliberately didn't call her and walked in front of her, "I didn't even recognize it was my daughter."

Once again, she went to her daughter's house, looked for the wrong door, and walked to someone else's house.

  After she couldn't make shoes by herself, "what a good shoe the doll bought for her", she stepped into the puddle at once.

A relative died late at night, she rushed over, others said she seemed to roll past in the mud.

She tried not to go to the banquet, "I don't know what dishes are in front of me. I never pick dishes, and others will just eat them for me."

  Someone in the village said she was "cowardly" and "a useless person", "You take three dolls, but you can't see it, and your husband goes out to work again. Does he look down on you, and even the whole family." She said she was "like a daze."

  The second daughter went out to work when she was 14 years old, and now he has opened a nail salon in Guangzhou, and this year she has written eyebrows for her mother.

The eldest daughter was in Shenzhen. At first she cut trousers in the factory. Her hands were deformed and the dust was heavy. Now she enters an electronic parts factory.

The youngest son fell ill at the age of 17, and he had to take care of his mother with poor eyesight. He recovered and went out to work.

There are only a dozen people left in the twenty-odd households in the village, and the houses are well repaired and the people are gone.

  Most days, this woman with poor eyesight is lonely. She can’t watch TV, and there are few people in the village who can speak. She can’t go far, and her only pastime is to walk along the road, driving along the road. There are wild flowers in winter, and she is happy to see their fuzzy shadows.

"How to survive, cry, who will take care of you, everyone has everyone's life, which supports this family." Tan Daobei said, "Without a pair of eyes, it is no different from death."

  When his youngest son was still crawling on the ground, Tan Daobi went to the county to see his eyes for the first time. The doctor said, "I haven't seen this situation before, how can I treat it?"

  When her youngest son went to school in the town, the doctor in the town said he could cure her eyes and prescribed 100 Chinese medicines.

She drank it but didn't see the effect. She went to look for it five or six times to continue prescribing the medicine. In the end, the doctor became angry-the average patient would not come if it didn't work. Why did she come back?

  In 2005, Tan Daobi's father heard that a hospital in Wanzhou, Chongqing was good, and his brother took her there. The doctor said, "You must change your cornea."

As soon as I asked about the cost, 200,000 yuan, her family only spent 30,000 yuan to build a house. Where is so much money.

  Two years later, Tan Daobi's father-in-law passed away, and her husband returned home and took her to Chongqing for medical treatment.

"The hospital in Chongqing is blown up by our rural areas and can change your head." Tan Daobi's son Chen Zhong said. They went to the Southwest Hospital, "it is equivalent to Tsinghua and Peking University in our country."

  The couple came to the Southwest Hospital. They didn’t even know how to register. They went to the ophthalmology department for a round and were cheated away by a doctor. “An old man prescribed a lot of Chinese medicine and put on his eyes, which cost 5,000 yuan.” They brought it. I went back with 7 packets of medicine, and taped it earnestly. I felt that there was a little effect. I made another payment. "My house is full of eye-stick bags. I remember the most." Chen Zhong said.

  In Chen Zhonglai's eyes, his mother's eyes are almost "will never get better", "it is a fact that has been deeply rooted since childhood."

When he was a child, his clothes were torn and his mother couldn't see, and he always sewed ugly.

  In the Spring Festival of 2018, a distant relative had a cornea replacement at the First Affiliated Hospital of Chongqing Medical University. It was not expensive and recommended to Tan Daobi.

"My husband said, other people’s eyes are different from yours, how can I change them. I said whether it’s okay, I’m going to check it, and I’m willing." The family was afraid of spending the wrong money, "He won’t let me see it, I Just cry, or cry, let him cry softly and take me to see."

  I heard that she was going "above" for an examination. The relatives in her hometown raised their mouths and eyes, which meant "just her, the eyes can be cured".

She couldn't see it, but her child saw it.

  During the Lantern Festival, Tan Daobi went to the hospital with his family, and the doctor said "it can be changed."

  "At that time, you didn't know that an impossible thing suddenly became possible, and the corners of my dad's eyes were wet." Chen Zhong came to recall.

He left his phone number, and the nurse told him not to shut down or shut down.

Three months later, the phone called suddenly.

  Chen Zhonglai happened to be in his hometown that day, and his mother was peeling peas. It was getting dark, so he answered the phone.

"Ask us whether to change or not, I said definitely."

  Tan Daobi used a big pot to boil water and took a bath, prepared pig food, gave the key to the neighbor, and saw dawn the next day, and set off with his son.

  They walked two kilometers on the mountain road, took a minivan to the town, then took the China Bus to the county seat, then took the car to Wanzhou, and finally took the high-speed rail to Chongqing. The son took his mother along the way, and Tan Dao must be high and low. It's 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

  At the time of the operation, her eyes were originally dark, and only the sound of the cornea was pinched. When the cornea was put on, she saw the operation lamp "turning".

  During the re-examination, she saw the truck driver Chen Xianjun talking to each other, and did not dare to say that he had a corneal transplant, and did not want to expose her privacy.

Unexpectedly, the cornea of ​​two people came from the same person.

  Although only her right eye has regained her vision, Tan Daobi can now see planes in the sky, dirt on the ground, and phone numbers on her mobile phone. On the way home from Chongqing, she doesn’t need help. ".

  Her granddaughter went to kindergarten. She used to run around in the house. She wanted to hug, but couldn’t see clearly. She only knew that she was wearing blue or red. Now she finally saw the little girl’s eyebrows, "Clothes The flowers on the show also appeared."

  She started embroidering the insoles again. There were two words on the complicated lines. She didn't recognize them and embroidered them according to the pattern. Later, she realized that those two words were "happiness".

  "I've had a whole life, and I didn't expect to have today." Tan Daobi's eyes that hadn't been operated on were still secreting tears frequently, but the good one looked bright.

Some people in the village thought she had put on "dog eyes".

She explained to others, "These are Philip's eyes. He is a foreign teacher. He donates his organs when he is ill. This is his wish during his lifetime. He is a very capable person."

I'm afraid I can't wait, and I'm afraid it will come too soon

  Afterwards, Wu Jun remembered that he had met Philip's parents.

On the day of the operation, he saw a pair of foreign elderly people signing the consent form in the next room.

If he can still see them, he wants to say thank you in person.

  Wu Jun is a surgeon in a small hospital in Chengdu. He often performs hernia, appendix and gallbladder operations.

He kept a flat head, wore glasses with thin frames, and spoke neatly.

His wife said that he was a strong man. He lay in the operating room for 6 hours. The wound stretched from his chest to his belly and extended to both sides. In summer, he must be covered with a shirt, "otherwise he will be treated as a gangster." There was no tension or fear on his face. His clothes, sheets, and pillows were all wet with sweat, and he did not snorted.

  He knew early on that his liver was not good, and his ascites made his belly look as big as his wife's 9 months pregnant.

He runs to the toilet several times a day, sometimes he has to go to the toilet while eating, sleeps well at night, and has a fever one after another.

He thought it was liver cancer, and died thinking about it.

Later, his wife was pregnant with a second child. He wanted to give birth and stay with the eldest son. How could he raise the child.

  Others will not see the patient's breath from his face, and his emotions rarely fluctuate greatly.

His wife believed that the only time he showed fear was when he went to the hospital for rescue.

  One night in 2017, the Army Army had bleeding from the upper gastrointestinal tract and vomited a bowl of blood. This was a serious complication of advanced liver cirrhosis.

The wife who was taking care of the children in another place rang more than 12 o'clock in the night. Wu Jun told her that he vomited and pulled blood and dealt with it by himself. She called an ambulance and asked her not to worry.

  The next day, his wife sent the eldest to school and went to the hospital with her second child on her back. As soon as she walked in, Wu Jun said she must go for a liver transplant.

It was only 8 o'clock in the morning, and he had called the medical school teacher for help.

  The wife did not fully agree with her husband to do liver transplantation at the time. “The operation risk is very high. It is possible to see him today and tomorrow...” But the husband is very persistent. He often turns his mobile phone to see how good the survival rate of liver transplantation is and how much it needs. Cost, where is the liver source.

He joined the WeChat group of the "Hepatology Association" of the hospital and was happy to hear that others succeeded.

  Wu Jun told his wife that gastrointestinal bleeding occurs once, and it is likely to occur twice or three times, which is very dangerous.

He will not eat hard things anymore, and fish must also avoid them, for fear that the small thorns will scrape his stomach.

His wife took the rice cooker to the unit and cooked very soft rice for him at noon.

  Wu Jun started to register in line in 2017, and his children grow up day by day.

"Many people died and didn't wait." His mood was complicated, he wanted to wait for the liver source as soon as possible, but he was afraid that luck would come too fast and he could not raise money.

  One afternoon in May 2018, Wu Jun received a call in the consulting room and learned that he had a liver source.

The sun was good that day, he remembered it clearly.

The wife went to work in the consulting room and was responsible for registration and charging. He walked over and told his wife that her expression was not very urgent, nor was she very opposed.

  When I went for the operation, I only paid a deposit of 20,000 yuan on the first day. Once the operation was completed, the bill became 410,000 yuan.

"From the time he went in for surgery to when he came out, I was thinking about funding. At that time, I wanted to call door to door to raise money, which was not realistic." That night, the husband was in the intensive care unit and the wife stayed in the hotel for one night. After thinking about it, I wrote a proposal under the lamp and asked my colleagues for help.

The next day, she went to visit her husband, and the first thing he asked her was "have you gone to pay?"

  Wu Jun knew that the money was not enough.

He has a bunch of close classmates, but he doesn't want to tell them.

"He may have a low self-esteem, he is a doctor, has such a serious illness, and does not want to disturb others." said his wife.

Finally, I borrowed money from work, relatives, and friends.

  The operation was successful, and his wife felt that he was more energetic and "looks 10 years younger than before."

Wu Jun often showed the wound to the child, and the child felt curious.

His parents come to see if he comes to work every few days to confirm that he is in good health.

  Wu Jun's life returned to normal and he began to visit the doctor.

The hospital was formerly a staff hospital. It was not very big. In a residential community, the clock in the consulting room stopped for a long time.

  He had medicine in the pocket of his white lab coat. When the alarm rang, he unscrewed the water bottle with one hand and stuffed the medicine into his mouth with the other. The whole process took less than two seconds.

Later, he also registered for organ donation, "The liver is not working well, and the cornea can be used."

  A 27-year-old liver works in his 48-year-old body, and he feels very lucky.

On the afternoon of Philip's death, Wu Jun was the second on the candidate list for liver transplantation. The first recipient missed the transplant because the time was too late. I don't know if he is now healthy again.

A pair of "twins"

  37-year-old Molly now has three kidneys in her body, and she has an extra "twin brother".

  She ate peanuts and walked leisurely on the streets of Pengnan Town, Suining, Sichuan, like a heroine in a small town movie, with a bold personality, humming and wandering in the gloomy old streets.

I received a WeChat from Chen Jingzhong (an alias requested by the interviewee) on his mobile phone, "Crooked person, what are you doing?"

  "Cracked people" means "ruthless people" in the local dialect, and they often send WeChat to each other.

  Molly's WeChat profile picture is what she looked like before she fell ill, with ponytails, big and bright eyes, smiling at the camera.

When she was 33 years old, illness came to her and shattered her hope, vitality, and health.

  Once she caught a cold, she went to the hospital to check for uremia, "Uremia is something on TV, how can I get it?" Kidney disease is often difficult to detect. The doctor told her, "Your disease is like a car without brakes, using a wire rope. Cable is pulling."

  She told her husband, don't tell her if the treatment is not good.

But I thought, "How can marinated meat make it fresh?"

  For her birthday that year, she invited people from a street to have a drink, set up 10 tables on the street, killed two sheep, and bought dozens of catties of fish. Everyone wished her good health.

  By 2018, Molly had reached the point where he needed dialysis, and the fistula operation had been completed, and she suddenly received a kidney transplant notice, "My heart was beating, and I suspected it was a liar."

  Early the next morning, the family went to the hospital and it was the first time that Molli saw Chen Jingzhong, "brother".

"He has very good skin, and I can't tell it is a patient. I also asked which of their three members to have surgery." Chen Jingzhong said that he has been on dialysis for more than a year.

  Molly became nervous again when she needed to sign the surgical risk information sheet and began to hesitate.

Chen Jingzhong was much more active. He needed 4 hours of dialysis each time, and he lost energy the next day, and he needed dialysis again on the third day.

  On the day of the transplant operation, before Molly got up, Chen Jingzhong called her, "Why haven't we arrived yet, the doctor called us to sign."

She remembered that her family came that day, "I dare not look at my mother, and my mother dare not look at me, as long as I shout, tears will fall."

When she was pushed away, she didn't dare to turn her head back. She saw steel pipes everywhere on the roof. She turned around and finally reached a stainless steel door. She went in and the doctor started talking, and she was calmer.

  The operation was performed for 4 hours, and she heard someone calling her up, "The operation was successful."

Chen Jingzhong, who is in his 50s, also completed the operation in another operating room.

Molly transplanted Philip's left kidney, and Chen Jingzhong replaced Philip's right kidney.

  When I returned to the ward after the operation, it was very windy that day and the curtains were blowing. "Fortunately, he was with me," thought Molly, who had just finished the operation.

  Chen Jingzhong said to her, "We are brothers and sisters now, I must come to your house to play."

  The two were four or five hours apart by car. Molly went to Chen Jingzhong's house once, and Chen Jingzhong came to her house twice.

Every time she went to play, Chen Jingzhong sent her special products. Some fruits knew that they would be bad or they should be sent.

  When they were discharged from the hospital, they took a photo with the doctors and nurses and took the elevator downstairs together. I don’t know if it was hypoxic or hungry. Molly suddenly became a little unstoppable. Her husband was carrying things in both hands and couldn’t hold his wife. His wife immediately took it for him.

  Later, the two people rechecked and made an appointment together.

"How is our relationship weak? We have a common topic, so we can't lose it."

  In January 2019, Chen Jingzhong was hospitalized with a lung infection, and Molly's body also appeared. She said to him, "If you don't cherish your body, I also got sick."

Others say they are twins, and they have feelings.

Molly joked with Chen Jingzhong's nephew, "Your uncle and I are closer to each other than your mother, because we are bleeding from the same person."

  After the operation, Molly put on high heels and a dress and walked down the old street again.

When others cast their eyes, she knew that the eyes were the same as before the operation, "but it feels different in my heart."

  Molly and her family have watched Philip’s story on TV. The 9-year-old nephew shouted "Which is Philip?" Molly said, "He could not be cured, so he decided to do something good. He donated his kidney to me, so we I met".

The little boy thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and asked seriously: "Really?"

Twin tree

  On May 7, 2018, Chongqing Red Cross Organ Donation Coordinator Mi Zhihui received Philip's case.

Witnessed by the Red Cross, Southwestern University, the hospital and the Australian Consulate, Philip's parents signed the donation documents.

  On the Ching Ming Festival of the second year, Mi Zhihui saw Peter again, "(He) lost at least 10 jin, his face was full of beard, and his appearance was completely changed."

He held Philip's small camera and kept flipping through it, crying.

He has a large area of ​​tattoos on both arms, chest and back, the time of Philip's birth and death, his Chinese name, his portrait, and his guitar.

"No matter where I go, he follows me."

  He also mentioned Philip's love for music.

The Chongqing Red Cross will intentionally invite 5 recipients to form a temporary band to perform in memory of Philip.

However, the recipients are busy with different businesses and may not have a musical foundation.

  Tan Daobi’s son Chen Zhonglai was swimming at the time and received a call from Mi Zhihui, “I said who donated my mother’s eyes, she is a foreigner who loves music very much and wants to build a band for him.” He immediately agreed, that It was only then that "Philip has donated (helped) so many people."

Chen Xianjun also received the call, "Is this true?" After hanging up the phone, he called and confirmed it again before reassuring, "He also likes music."

  The first time the five people met was at the airport, "it was a familiar feeling," Molly said.

They greet the body first, and then talk about children and life.

Chen Jingzhong's son was at the age of marriage and marriage, and Chen Xianjun said, "We will all have fun if we take the wife."

  In the recording studio, Chen Xianjun put on leather jackets, and he and Wu Jun played a guitar that he had never touched; Chen Jingzhong wore a baseball cap and held a hand bell; Molly permed her hair into waves, and she and Tan Dao must be responsible for the sand hammer.

All the clothes are printed with a logo, which is composed of Philip's name and a guitar. The difference is that the clothes of five people have the outlines of different organs drawn in different positions.

  The band was named "One Man Band".

  "I have only sang a song in KTV, and I don't understand the words or the music. The teacher in the recording studio is so anxious, so funny, and sweat is rushed out." Molly said.

  Tan Dao must not be able to sing. She only remembers some lyrics. After returning home, she asked her child to help download the song on her mobile phone and listened to it repeatedly until she "cannot click it."

During the formal performance, the staff stood at the stage and shook her bright mobile phone to tell her when to stop, when to shake, and when to open her mouth.

  They have participated in some performances.

A song sung is called "Feeling Life". A virtual image of Philip appeared on the stage, and the performance looked like it was done by 6 people.

Five people with no English foundation also sang the English song "You Are My Sunshine", which memorized words by Chinese homophony.

  Philip's parents watched the live show in Sydney.

Five people also saw that their house was full of Philip's photos, because they didn't understand English, they didn't know what Peter said.

A few weeks later, Chen Xianjun waited to watch the show on TV, "Look at what his parents said," and the show was subtitled.

Molly watched the replay over and over again, reading the translation aloud.

  Mi Zhihui rarely sees "such a sunlight receptor". Many people have accepted organs, but are unwilling to make public.

She is the first full-time coordinator involved in organ donation in Chongqing. She has been doing this for 9 years and has participated in nearly 500 cases.

  This is not an easy job. "To put it straight, people are going to leave, and you take away the'parts', which is very taboo in China." At first, she had contact with 20 cases, but only one case could be made.

Four years ago, 1 out of 12 cases was successful.

  She summed up some experiences: Don't go to family members two days before the accident. Three days later, the family members will be dragged and exhausted. It costs tens of thousands of yuan a day to enter the intensive care unit, which many families cannot support.

They went to the countryside for promotion and left phone calls in every intensive care unit with ventilators.

  "I told my family that organ donation is the same as a normal operation for a sick person. An incision will restore the body afterwards. To save a person is to save a family as if he were still alive."

  "Donating the cornea, you see how pitiful the blind children are. For the donor, it is just a thin layer of cornea. It has no effect at all, but the donor can take your loved ones to see the world he has never seen."

  "Organs are so precious that they are more precious than gold. For those who want to leave, burned is a handful of ashes, and buried is a handful of soil. People say that saving one's life is better than building a seventh-level Buddha. This is a gift from God. You have the opportunity to do good things, and no one wants to do it."

  In many cases, persuasion is effective, but family members will temporarily repent.

Once, the recipient had been notified that the donor was being pushed to the operating room, and the family members suddenly stopped: "I answered the phone last night. If I donated, each of the seven aunts and eight aunts drowned me with spit. ."

  Mi Zhihui sometimes needs to go to the village to attend the funeral, and the representative organization spoke: "The donor is a good person, and the donation is free. How many people have been saved? Your village is a good village. He looks at you from the sky and bless you all." , Can reduce the pressure on the donor's family.

  Zhou Xueyue, director of the Human Organ Donation Management Center of the Chongqing Red Cross Society, said that in recent years, more and more young people are willing to donate. Among the local volunteers, 65% are under 30 and 24% are 30-45.

Most of the actual donors died accidentally. There are more and more deaths caused by car accidents and sudden cerebrovascular diseases in young people.

  From January 1, 2015, China stopped using organs from death row prisoners, and organ donation after the death of citizens became the only legal source of organ transplants.

In the 10 years since the development of human organ donation work, a total of 2.51 million organ donation volunteers have been registered, and more than 30,000 people have completed donations. The organ donation saved 90,000 lives.

"But every year, 300,000 people are waiting for organ transplantation, and most of them die while waiting." Zhou Xueyue said that there is a huge gap between supply and demand.

  After the "One Man Band" performed for the first time, when they returned to Chongqing, five people asked to go to Philip's "cemetery", and all of them were in tears.

  Peter really wanted a band costume, and even though he knew language and distance were barriers, he wanted to hug five people face to face.

He told reporters: "When I see them, it's like seeing Philip. These five are part of the family."

  "In May next year, it will be the 3rd anniversary of Philip's departure. We still can't get out of the pain." Peter said to the China Youth Daily and China Youth Daily reporter with tears.

  Three trees are planted in front of his house, symbolizing the three children, and the one belonging to Philip is still growing.

They planted another tree in memory of Philip, "We water it with tears."

  Part of Philip's ashes was placed in his home. Under the cross, there was a wooden sign "PA Hancock's Spiritual Position" erected. Next to it was the small house that Peter bought, and the door of the house was always open.

Another part of the ashes is buried in the oldest cemetery on the edge of Sydney, surrounded by waterfalls and palm trees, and the tombstone says "He lived his short life to the fullest".

  At the Human Organ Donation Memorial Park in Chongqing, people set up a memorial stone for the Australian citizen, with a photo of him and a giant panda embedded on it, and a metal guitar next to it.

"His life has been continued on the five Chinese people," said the stone inscription.

  There is the same tranquility, green grass, a big tree standing silently, it is a combination of a big leaf banyan and ginkgo.

The staff of the memorial garden said that when the ginkgo was about to wither, the big leaf banyan grew around it, and the ginkgo continued its life.

  (Tian Wensheng also contributed to this article)

  China Youth Daily·China Youth Daily reporter Yang Jie Source: China Youth Daily