Klein bottle personality

Ding Muyan arrived at the hospital earlier the next day, and was stopped by the nurse when he passed the nurse's station.

"Dean Ding, your breakfast." A nurse smiled and handed over a plastic bag, which contained several boxes of breakfast.

Ding Muyan smiled and said: "I am interested, how much is it?" He did not have breakfast, and he wanted to go to the hospital to buy something nearby after he came to the hospital.

"We didn't buy it, it was given by the family members of Bed 17."

The 17th bed belongs to Xiao Huai, and as for the family members, it must be Xiao Jin.

Ding Muyan's raised hand froze in the air. After a second pause, he waved it bluntly: "I'm not hungry, you haven't eaten yet, share your share."

"We've already eaten. He bought a lot, and everyone has them." Although they were on shift all night, the nurses were very excited. To be exact, they were very excited since Xiao Huai moved in yesterday. Consciously or unintentionally, he would sneak past the door of the 17-bed ward, talking about Xiao Jin's face flushed.

Ding Muyan suddenly discovered that these nurses were all wearing makeup. Usually, they were busy with work and stayed up late, so they somewhat neglected their appearance. Now they all put on powder and exquisite lipstick, and they were on night shift. All radiant.

A talkative nurse said: "The family members in bed 17 said that we work hard, as long as he is here, we don't have to worry about eating."

Ding Muyan had to admit that Xiao Jin knew how to be a man. He bought these people with a handsome face, a smile and a meal all day and night.

"Then why don't you contract the canteen of our hospital with good intentions." Ding Muyan said something, picked up his breakfast and entered the office.

In the office, he unwrapped the package and saw that there were several snacks filled to the brim, all of which he said he liked when he lived with Xiao Jin in the past, and of course a carton of milk was indispensable.

Food cannot be wasted.Ding Muyan broke open his chopsticks and started to eat. Halfway through the meal, someone knocked on the door.

Early in the morning, Ding Muyan thought it was a patient who came to see him, but it turned out that it was a courier.

"Please sign for it."

Ding Muyan saw that it was actually his suitcase.Yesterday, when he was preparing to pass the border inspection, his luggage had already been checked in. He came back in a hurry and didn't have time to care about the luggage. He originally planned to call the airline today to ask how to get the luggage back, but he didn't expect it to be delivered to his door.

There will be no one else except Xiao Jin, he must have checked yesterday's itinerary and found that the luggage was still at the airport, so he quietly asked someone to bring the luggage back.

With the suitcase at his feet, eating a steaming breakfast, Ding Muyan was still a little confused until he tore open the milk carton and inserted a straw to suck it.

After being busy in the morning, he checked the patients' conditions one by one. When he entered Xiaohuai's ward, he sat on the bed and read the newspaper. Because his feet were sprained badly, it was inconvenient for him to get in and out of a wheelchair, so he could only read newspapers and books. pastime.

Ding Muyan checked that the indicators did not change much, and chatted with Xiao Huai for a while, and saw a few books in the open drawer of the bedside table.

Because they were so familiar, Ding Muyan could tell at a glance that they were several textbooks for medical students related to tumors, such as "Oncology" and "Craniocerebral Tumor Surgery". The top one was obviously edited by Ding Muyan.

Inexplicably, Ding Muyan felt a little burning on his face.

Xiao Huai noticed his gaze: "Xiao Jin bought them all, and he was idle in the hospital these two days, so it's good to know more about it."

"Can I take a look?"

"of course can."

In the past, he could read anatomy atlas as a picture book for fun, but now it is a more professional textbook, can he understand it?Ding Muyan casually flipped through the book he edited, and Xiao Jin had already read more than half of it. In the first few articles, there were many wavy lines drawn by him with a pencil, with question marks on the sides. Later, there were notes and understandings. There are more and more in the back, and the corners and corners of the last few pages are filled with dense notes.

The time he was free to read was only last night, and he had finished reading most of the professional books, even if he swallowed them whole, it was not easy.

Turning to the last page I read, there is a Q of Hearts sandwiched inside as a bookmark. It may be because of the frequent use that the edges of the playing cards are a bit rough.

Some distracting thoughts flooded in, and Ding Muyan closed the book with a snap.He didn't want to think about it, but Xiao Jin's shadow was countless, slipping into his mind from an inadvertent moment.

At noon, Xiao Jin really bought pizza for the whole department, and a group of people ate lively in the lounge.Ding Muyan was the only one, and it was specially delivered to the office. Facing a 12-inch pizza by himself, Ding Muyan didn't know where to start.

Xiao Jin, who had been missing all morning, appeared in the afternoon.

He knocked on the door first, then poked his head in: "Doctor Ding, can I ask you a few questions?"

He hasn't called himself "Dr. Ding" for a long time. Although many patients also call him that, it always has a different meaning when he calls him.There is some respect, but also a little bit of ridicule, and at some point, even a little bit of flirting, coupled with his smiling face, there is a kind of unique charm, the simple three words come out of his mouth, listen It makes the heart tremble slightly, like a bell hanging on the iceberg on the plain white pines and cypresses. When touched lightly, it makes a pleasant sound, which can be heard thousands of miles away.

Ding Muyan raised his head, but laughed a second later.

Xiao Jin actually wore a pair of glasses for the first time. The dark blue frame looked a bit pedantic, and matched with his handsome facial features, there was a kind of cuteness.

Xiao Jin was dazed by his smile, and he was stunned at the door for a while before remembering to enter.He didn't sit down either, just stood in front of the desk and looked at Ding Muyan.

Ding Muyan managed to hold back his laughter: "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Jin sighed: "I haven't seen you smile for a long time."

Ding Muyan suppressed his smile, not wanting to continue this topic, and pretended to be busy.

"What were you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Ding Muyan controlled the corner of his mouth, "It's the first time I see you wearing glasses."

"Oh." Xiao Jin pushed his glasses and smiled, "I seldom wear them, and I was a little sore from reading too much last night. Are you free now? I have a few questions I want to ask you."

As he spoke, he put a book on the table, opened a page, and took out a pen.

When Ding Muyan saw that it was his book, he was a little funny and embarrassed.

Xiao Jin raised his head and smiled brightly: "Your book is well written, and it is clear in simple terms, and I can understand it to a certain extent."

"It's not all written by me, it was written by many experts." Ding Muyan corrected.

"Anyway, it's almost the same, but I really don't understand a few places, please tell me."

Xiao Jin seriously asked Ding Muyan about brain tumors. Most of the questions he asked were basic, and Ding Muyan answered them one by one. Xiao Jin took notes while listening. All sincere.

"I think that instead of studying the clinical manifestations of tumors, you should spend some time studying postoperative care." Ding Muyan said, "You read books all night, but you only seem to understand, and leave professional matters to professional people. After all, postoperative care requires the cooperation of patients and their families, including attention at home after discharge.”

Xiao Jin snapped his fingers and pointed at Ding Muyan: "It makes sense! What Dr. Ding said hit the nail on the head."

Ding Muyan turned his face away, thinking that his compliment was too exaggerated.

Xiao Jin let out a long sigh: "Actually, my mind was so messed up that I couldn't sleep with me at night, so I just looked at it casually. It feels like a waste of time to look at other things, so it's better to look at tumor-related ones."

"Your father's illness is relatively common. The patient is already under pressure. No matter how worried you are, it will be even more stressful for him."

"It's common for you, but for me, once in a lifetime is enough. How many people can open their heads?" Xiao Jin leaned listlessly on the back of the chair, lowered his head, and buried most of his face in the In the shadows, "You said that the risk of surgery is based on probability, which means that no matter how ordinary an operation is, there may be accidents. In case my father is in that probability..."

"Let me put it bluntly. You may be killed by a signboard when you go out and walk on the street. This is also a matter of probability. Do you worry when you go out every day?"

Xiao Jin smiled bitterly: "Dr. Ding's way of comforting people is really special, you wouldn't say the same to other patients, right?"

"No, what you said just now is usually my line."

Xiao Jin leaned forward, clasped his hands on the table, looked deeply at Ding Muyan, as if he would impulsively grab his hand in the next second: "Mu Yan, I am very glad to know you."

Ding Muyan avoided his gaze: "Without me, there would be other experts operating on your father."

"No, it's different." Xiao Jin couldn't help shaking his head, "You may not understand my feelings, you are different from any other expert, it is you, only you, who can make me feel at ease."

"do not think too much."

"I understand the truth, but it's hard to do. I even wonder if my father has this disease, and if I get to his age in the future, will I also have this disease?"

Ding Muyan didn't answer this question, took out the book in his hand, and pointed out a chapter to him.Xiao Jin looked down and saw that the title of the chapter was "Prevention of Brain Tumors".

Xiao Jin smiled, and the anxiety between his eyebrows was relieved a lot.

Walking out of the office, Xiao Jin heaved a sigh of relief, took off his glasses and stuffed them in his pocket.He who wears glasses and he who does not wear glasses are almost two completely different people, like a switch, the glasses dilute his aggressive temperament, giving people a soft or even weak feeling. Once he takes off the glasses, he is still the pretentious people.

He looked down at the book, grinned, and walked towards the ward in good spirits, not slumped before.

After walking a few steps, he received a call from Jiang Chen.

"I heard that Uncle is ill? Is it serious? Why did he suddenly become ill?"

"It's okay." Xiao Jin pushed open a door in the stairwell, "It is said that it is a common tumor, but it will take a bit of a hard time and get stabbed. My dad will suffer this time."

"I booked a plane ticket with Shaojun the day after tomorrow, and I will come back to see Uncle. So you are in Ding Muyan's hospital?"

Xiao Jin raised the corners of his lips, and walked to the window. Outside the window was the bright sunlight, which was a bit dazzling: "That's right, it's right here."

"Has the incident he caused a while ago been resolved? Wow, does this count as God helping you?"

Although separated by a door, he could vaguely hear all kinds of chaotic sounds outside. Xiao Jin looked into the distance. The snow from the previous day had melted, but there was still some snow in the corners where the sun could not shine. He lowered his head, The smile on the corner of his lips was proud and dangerous: "I won't let him slip away so easily this time."

"Can you do it? There was a lot of quarrel before."

"He has a soft heart and takes patients seriously. I know what tactics to use to treat him. If I can take him down once, I can take him down a second time."

Over there, Jiang Chen clicked his tongue: "It's not my crow's mouth, I don't think you can do this well, you..."

"Nothing is wrong. I know him too well. What he is thinking and how he will react are all in my expectation. Let me stop, tell me what time your flight will be in advance, that's it, goodbye. "

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Jin turned around and saw Ding Muyan standing at the door with his hands in his pockets, staring at him coldly.

At that moment, Xiao Jin suddenly understood what it was like to be struck by lightning.

"I'm here to inform you that your father's surgery is scheduled for next Tuesday." Ding Muyan said blankly, "I'll call Director Zheng in a while, he thinks this kind of surgery is second and no one dares to admit it first."

Xiao Jin has not recovered from the shock: "What do you mean, you won't help my dad with the operation?"

"It's okay to ask me to be the chief surgeon. You promise, we will settle the matter after the operation, and you are not allowed to pester me again."

The author has something to say:

You guys who have reformed themselves are too naive~~ There is another word called stubbornness