Warm or not

The long night is long, the boundless thick ink covers a crescent moon and a little bit of starlight, and there is no sky.The desolate inpatient department became more and more silent, and the old wall clock hanging on the office wall couldn't survive the ruthless years, and the sound became more and more deep, like a gentle knife, I don't know which sleepless person is lingering.

Xiao Wang, who was in charge of the shift, mouthed from a distance to signal to Dr. Wen that he could take a rest. Dr. Wen tried his best to smile, thanked him, and then disappeared from the office like a gust of wind.

It's been three hours, and I don't know if the old man has survived.

Running all the way to the door of the operating room, the faint light in the corridor set off the dazzling red "in operation", Dr. Wen let out a sigh of relief, these three words are now like a lighthouse on the sea level in the dark night, they are his only hope .

Sitting on the chair in the corridor, he tried his best to calm down the heartbeat that made him uncomfortable, but instead he became more and more irritable and cranky, and he didn't even notice when there was another person beside him.

Finally, time couldn't bear to torture this tender-hearted person any longer, and the three words suddenly dimmed. Dr. Wen's heart instantly rose to his throat, and he unconsciously grasped the hands of the people around him.The operation door opened, and Dr. Wen rushed over. The acquaintance doctor was a little surprised, but he still explained the patient's situation as if Dr. Wen was a family member.

In short, everything will be fine.

Dr. Wen's heart fell to the ground, and the frost that had formed in his heart instantly turned into a pool of spring water. He was overjoyed, and he shook his hand happily: "The old man survived, it's great!"

"Ah."

The voice circling into the pinna was very familiar, Dr. Wen suddenly felt something was wrong, turned around suddenly, and almost fainted from fright.

The person behind him turned out to be Ji Liangchen! ! !

He was so desperate that he was so nervous that he grabbed the hand of the person who shouldn't be grabbed!

Doctor Wen's face turned pale, and he quickly let go of his hand.I didn't feel it when we were holding hands, but as soon as we parted, the cold sweat that broke out from Dr. Wen's hands because of nervousness instantly cooled his hands. Presumably the other party's hands are also wet and sticky now. Dr. Wen is very embarrassed: "Ah, sorry, I'm out of paper right now..."

"It's alright, I have it."

Dr. Ji handed the paper to Dr. Wen, and Dr. Wen glanced at Dr. Ji timidly. At first glance, he was still expressionless, but his usually cold eyes were now like a spring breeze.A very subtle feeling arose in his heart. Dr. Wen knew that Ji Liangchen must feel that he was having fun just now.

"Thank you for staying with me until now, you go to sleep, I will take care of the old man first."

Dr. Ji didn't answer, but instead took Dr. Wen's other hand. Dr. Wen was about to feel his heart tremble when he suddenly saw a long and thin gash on the back of his hand, from which a string of thick small blood beads leaked out.

"Uh...I'll take care of it myself in a while, you go to sleep."

Doctor Ji's voice is unquestionable: "Idiot, do you think I don't know that you plan to sleep right away?"

"..."

In the end, Dr. Wen was forced to bandage by Dr. Ji like a little daughter-in-law. For some reason, Dr. Wen felt that Ji Liangchen's hands were extremely hot tonight. Every time he touched his skin, he couldn't help but want to run away.

After dealing with Grandma Liu's matter, it was late at night. Dr. Wen was lying on the bed exhausted all over, but it took a long time before he fell asleep. Not far away, someone with a sleeping face...

The author has something to say:

The state is not right, rest for a few days.