Everyone Loves White Lotus

The girl snorted, "Yes, it's better to be angry with anyone than to be angry with Master Feng," and then snuggled up.

"Why?" Fu asked.At this time, Fu Yan would open his arms, accept the girl's embrace, and accept the girl's flexible waist calmly at the position of the wound.

He is very good-looking, cold or warm, and sometimes the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.Most of the time, girls like it.

"Because there are too many women around you, you can't coax them."

The doctor heard the word Feng. Later, he never thought that he would be so deeply involved with Fu Yan. Only then did he know that Feng Gong, Li Hui, and Song Ziyan are all the names of Fu Yan's identities, passports, identities... As proof, there are more than a dozen majestic people with different names and different information, but the only thing that is the same is that they have the same face.

Fu Yan spent the whole night racing with the girl.

The racing car is on a mountain road, and there are several paths that are so narrow that they can only accommodate a car, which has become a stimulating arena for most young people's adrenal glands.

At night, the city overlooking from this mountain is dotted with neon lights, like ants underfoot.Facing the cool mountain wind, I had the illusion that I was the king of this world.

Just after two rounds of racing in the evening, a car borrowed by Fu Yu reported damage. The accident occurred in an accident-prone place, with a dark blind road ahead, and then a sharp turn at nearly [-] degrees.

A car rolled to the chain road under the hillside, and the car was still hanging on the hillside. The people in the car were deeply hidden in the edge of the slope, and the steep slope of the cliff was below. tree.

Several people were at the accident site, talking on the phone, with the faint blue light of the mobile phone screen, and the red light spots from a little cigarette.

A voice said loudly, "Hello, is it 120, there was a traffic accident here, a person fell down the mountain..."

Some of the racers who were at the finish line or around knew what was going on from the hills, a few scattered ones.

Fu Yan hung up a 119 call with half a load of fireworks in his hand. The mountain seemed to be a little taller in this city, and the cold wind blew in. The girl beside her with bare legs couldn't help shaking, "Then you What about the car?"

Fu Yan didn't speak, but looked at another place. A white figure seemed to be climbing over the railing on the side of the road.

"Get out of the way, I'm a doctor." Several people surrounded the railing, holding mobile phone flashlights to shine on the figure hanging near the chain.Hearing this sentence, I thought it was 120.

In the end, I only saw a young man wearing a white dress, and he was still hunting when the wind blew.

The young man pushed down the railing vigorously to test the acquaintance of the railing, and with a support, he climbed over the railing.

There were several yells from the crowd, which caught Fu Yan's attention.He took a few steps to the edge of the railing, facing the white young figure who was about to merge into the black below, "What are you doing, come up quickly!"

The young man didn't respond, his sight was familiar with Heipo in front of him, and he found a foothold, using both hands and feet, he reached the side of the car bit by bit.

Fu Yan couldn't help saying to the few people around him who were looking into the accident, "What are you doing, let him take care of it,"

Several people around also picked up their mobile phones to guide the young doctor.

Under the light of the mobile phone above, the people in the car tossed half of their bodies against the window.But he was head down, and his face was buried in the grass, and there was a black plasma beside the grass.

The young doctor clenched the naked stone with one hand, and tried to pull the man out of the car window with the other, but when he moved, the whole car hanging on the chain shook, like a piece of paper hanging in the wind. fragile.

People let out a lot of exclamation.

Knowing that the bleeding was excessive, the young doctor stepped on a stable point with his feet, left the rock with his hands, and tried to pull the wounded out of the car with both hands.

"My God, is he a fireman or a doctor," so boldly.The girl didn't hear the young doctor's words just now, and asked the people around her, of course she wasn't familiar with Fu Yan's accompanying medical staff.

Someone echoed her and said, "He is a doctor, and he rushed to save people. He looks quite young..." Doctors are benevolent, and only young people are passionate.

Many people were terrified. Some people turned their eyes away and called 120, "Can you hurry up, someone went down to rescue, I'm afraid both of them are in danger."

Amid the people's exclamations or gasps, the doctor pulled the man out of the car window, carried the man on his back, and was about to climb up. The mobile phone flashlight to illuminate the road under the feet.

Fu Yan climbed out of the railing, walked out of the vegetation on the side of the hillside, and stretched out his hand.

The young doctor was carrying a man covered in blood on his back, holding the hand of the rock, looked up, and saw a figure dangling in front of his eyes, he clasped his hands, borrowing his strength, the crowd behind him also pulled Fu Yan, and stretched out more hands Come out and pick up the young doctor and the wounded.

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The sound of the roaring ambulance gradually faded away. Fu Yan saw that the doctor who had just rescued him took the belt that was handed over by the crowd, tied it on the bleeding area of ​​the wounded, took off his coat, and tied it to the emergency room. The supra-abdominal position of a comatose person.Squeeze and press the bleeding port with your hands to prevent heavy bleeding.

The other hand was bound and bandaged vigorously. After freeing both hands, he rolled up his eyelids, felt the pulse in his neck, and called back loudly, "Make room for him to breathe. Is there any water?" A large amount of blood was poured on the injured person's face, and it was found where the wound was.

The ambulance arrived at the scene in about 15 minutes, put the injured on board, and the traffic control office and 110 also arrived at the scene.For Fu Yan's relationship, he only said hello to the director of the traffic control office, and there was no follow-up recording of statements.

After Fu Yan went back, his eyes and mind were full of the image of the doctor.

Dressed in white, he jumped into the black abyss.Looking again, the man was carrying a body on his back, and there were large bloodstains on the white clothes.Seeing his first aid method, the blood on his hands, neck and face.

Call on the masses to make room.

Lowering his head, a thin layer of sweat oozes from his face, more likely because of his eagerness and the sweat he had just performed on the slope to save others.Some clean, lingling faces, drooping black eyelashes, turning eyes, looking back and forth to listen to the heartbeat of the injured, and performing heart compressions with fingers intertwined.

So he asked in the car later, "Doctor Ye, are you not afraid that you will fall down the mountain too?"

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, the person who wiped his neck and hands with a paper towel soaked in mineral water came back suddenly, "Oh" for a while, "Respond to the conditions of the profession,"

"yes,"

Fu Yan saw the man's black hair, a little white neck exposed, and the man without the coat, only the brown vest and sweater inside.Let out a surprise: "Knowing that you sacrifice your life so much, I will want you for two more months."

The one-month accompanying care period is very fast, less than one or two weeks.Under Fu Yan's overestimation, the wound has not fully healed.

From the bottom of Ye Rongze's heart, he didn't want to be a nanny anymore. "There are many excellent doctors in our hospital, any of them can do their duty wholeheartedly," as your nurse.This seems contradictory, because Ye Rongze doesn't want to be a nanny, so how can other equally excellent doctors be willing to be nanny doctors.

The tone of Fu Yan’s words just now seemed a little frivolous. Change the tone, “I’ll give you a salary increase.” He gave [-] yuan this month, which is a generous sum for any extremely young doctor. salary.

Ye Rongze declined, "No need." His monthly salary is the average salary of a doctor's doctor, and [-] yuan is not too much for him.Still poor shop, not quite enough for his salary.

Fu Yan thought of his ipad with a broken screen, and the clothes he was wearing didn't have many brands. Looking at his youthful appearance, he was a five-year and seven-year doctor, and thought he was just a young intern who just came out.I mistakenly thought that [-] should be a very good salary for him.

Ye Rongze thought that the driver would drive to his rented apartment, because by the way, Fu Yan's home was on the same road as his apartment, so it was reasonable to send him back to the apartment by the way.

Fu Yan said, "You went home and packed some clothes. I felt that little girl touched my wound just now." It meant to go home with him.Ye Rongze also went to his house once.

Just went back to have dinner with him once.The house on the first and second ring roads in the urban area is a three-story duplex, just beside Chang'an Street.

Ye Rongze had a few changes of underwear in his backpack. He checked the time, and it was almost three o'clock in the morning.Nor denying the point of going home, "Okay,"

Ye Rongze went back to his apartment. In fact, he didn't have to go back, but he changed his clothes, he was stained with blood just now, and he didn't have enough time to take a shower.In a few minutes, he closed the door of the house and was about to go down the stairs.

A man was smoking in the stairs, walking up, looked at him who was going downstairs, "so fast,"

Doctor Ye said, "Just change your clothes."

"It's okay to borrow your bathroom," he said as he went upstairs.

Ye Rongze stepped aside to open the door, and Fu Yan walked in. The square footage inside was not rich, but after all, he was a doctor with a salary of more than [-] yuan. This place is not far from the Third People's Hospital, and this kind of house is not bad for the road.

Not much decoration, probably still the style of the original landlord.The only thing that is special is that even the medical books in the hall are filled with several shelves.There are also several pictures of the human body and pictures of the liver and gallbladder hanging in the living room.

There are only a few calligraphy and paintings that are missing from the old Chinese medicine practitioners, which say Jishi Xuanhu.

The sofas are very low, and there are some books on the low cabinets, which have not been cleaned up well, and it seems that they have been turned over a few days ago or last month, and they have not had time to put them away.

Ye Rongze sat on the low sofa in the living room, with legs swaying, the time on the mobile phone has reached 03:30, the street outside is very quiet, the occasional sound of vehicles and pedestrians, or the roaring of the luxury cars of the children of Kyoto, nothing else .

In such a short time, I can't even look down on reading.Ye Rongze casually opened a live broadcast platform, and found the anchor of the game. When he found out, in the middle of the night, there was only the voice of a male anchor, saying a few words.

"I saw someone, oh shit," several shots were fired.

"I found a backpack, but there was nothing in it,"

"Run the poison, run the poison."

Ye Rongze turned on the anchor's voice, half-closed his eyes, wondering how long the bathroom light would remain on.He was leaning on the sofa, holding the phone with his fingers, and the anchor's hypnotic voice could be heard.

A head was buried, and the body was pressed down heavily.

It's like a mountain is pressing on you, isn't it, a ghost press?

With a jolt, Ye Rongze opened his eyes, and what he saw was the hair on the back. Someone's head had already been buried in the side of his neck, and he pushed it away. Rong Ze looked more sleepy, and raised a face that seemed half awake.

"What are you doing?" Ye Rongze asked the question that everyone would ask in this situation.