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Early the next morning, Song Wenran went to the hospital to find Bai Chong as agreed.

Bai Chong was in a meeting at that time, but he had called his secretary beforehand. The secretary asked Song Wenran to wait in the small reception room outside Bai Chong's office, and asked someone to pour him a cup of tea.

When Bai Chong came back from the meeting, he still had a lot of work in hand, so he took the time to call Song Wenran into the office, called Boss Xiong of the Logistics Group in front of him, and then said to Song Wenran, "Go to the school and go through the formalities. Transfer the relationship here later."

After speaking, Bai Chong called the secretary in again, and told him to help Song Wenran contact the personnel department of the Lower Court.

After explaining this, Bai Chong started busy with his work again, and Song Wenran left his office silently.

It was already afternoon when all the formalities were completed, Song Wenran returned to the hospital, and the secretary took him to his office.His office is next to Bai Chong's office, a small cubicle separated from the big office of the secretarial department, with only a desk, a sofa and a wardrobe.

Song Wenran had just sat down when the secretary knocked on the door, saying that Dean Bai invited him over.

So Song Wenran got up quickly again and went to Bai Chong's office.

Bai Chong was probably done with his work. When Song Wenran knocked on the door and entered, he saw Bai Chong sitting on his big office chair, drinking tea with his back leaning against his back.

Seeing Song Wenran coming in, Bai Chong smiled at him and said, "Sit down."

Song Wenran sat down on the sofa next to him.

Bai Chong asked him: "Is your body okay? Is there a need for a systematic examination?"

"No need," Song Wenran was injured from time to time in the past, and he still has a clearer understanding of his physical condition.

Bai Chong nodded, "That's good, you can write down my phone number, and I will call you directly in the future."

Song Wenran responded, "Okay."

Bai Chong sat up slightly and opened one side of the drawer, took out two gift-wrapped boxes from inside, put them on the table and pushed them in front of Song Wenran, "You are injured, take these things to mend your body."

Song Wenran took a look and saw that the two boxes were some ginseng and cordyceps health care products. He didn't know if they were effective, but it must be true that the packaging was not cheap.He thought that these were probably given to Bai Chong by someone else, and Bai Chong didn't intend to take them, so he stood up and took them over, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Bai."

Now that the matter of his injury was mentioned, Bai Chong looked at him and said again sincerely: "I apologize to you again for Ziqi."

Song Wenran thought for a while and said, "It's all over, and Mr. Bai has compensated me enough."

Bai Chong didn't speak, just looked at him, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Song Wenran stared at the two boxes of health care products in front of him, wondering whether he should take the initiative to offer them.

As a result, Bai Chong said before he could speak: "I have a business trip next week, and it will take half a month. You can take me to the airport when the time comes, and you don't have to come to the courtyard when I'm away, you can arrange your own time." .”

Song Wenran was a little surprised, but he didn't show it on his face. He said, "I know." But he thought in his heart that this was an unexpected harvest. If Bai Chong often ran out of town, he might have more free time.

Bai Chong nodded to him, then looked down at the book in front of him, "Go do your own thing."

Song Wenran stood up, picked up the two boxes of health products that Bai Chong gave him, and said, "I'm going out, Mr. Bai."

After Song Wenran went out and closed the office door, Bai Chongcai looked up from the book again and looked at the closed office door.

In late autumn, the next time it rains, the temperature drops by a few degrees. When Bai Yangyu came out of the teaching building, he didn't bring an umbrella. He stood by the gate of the teaching building and stared at the pattering raindrops falling on the ground.

A girl next to him who was in class together took a deep breath, held up an umbrella and walked to his side, and was about to invite him to the cafeteria together, when Bai Yangyu's cell phone rang suddenly.

The call was from Wen Wenyao, and after connecting, he said a few simple words and asked Bai Yangyu to come to his office in the afternoon.

Bai Yangyu said hello, and Wen Wenyao immediately hung up the phone.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Bai Yangyu buried his head and rushed into the rain curtain. He vaguely heard a girl shouting something behind him, but he didn't turn his head, and ran directly towards the cafeteria.

Wen Wenyao was on duty today, and he called Bai Yangyu over to discuss scientific research articles.

For the topic of the article, Wen Wenyao already had a plan in mind. He called Bai Yangyu over mainly to let him prepare for the start of the experiment. From this semester onwards, he would spare time to do the experiment while attending class.

"When the time comes, go to my junior brother's laboratory. You can ask him any questions you have about the experiment." After Wen Wenyao said this, he found Bai Yangyu staring at him in a daze. Look up and say, "Are you listening to me?"

Bai Yangyu replied, "I'm listening."

Wen Wenyao lit a cigarette, "Then repeat what I just said."

Without even thinking about it, Bai Yangyu said, "When the time comes, go to my junior brother's laboratory, and you can ask him any questions you have about the experiment."

Wen Wenyao remained silent for a while, frowned and said, "One more sentence."

Bai Yangyu quickly repeated what he said before, not missing a single word.

But Wen Wenyao himself doesn't remember what specific words he said before, anyway, it's okay to listen to the content, so he can only point at Bai Yangyu with his finger with a cigarette, "You have to listen to what the teacher says, do you understand?"

Bai Yangyu said: "Okay."

Wen Wenyao stared at him for a while, and there was a sudden knock on the door outside the office. Before he could respond, a nurse opened the door and said, "Director Wen, the patient in bed [-] is in an unstable condition. Go and have a look."

Wen Wenyao immediately stood up, grabbed the stethoscope and ran out with the nurse.

Bed 80 is a patient in his [-]s who has suffered from chronic heart failure for many years.

When Wen Wenyao arrived, the doctor in charge of the patient had already started to rescue the patient. After seeing Wen Wenyao coming in, he immediately gave him the position beside the hospital bed.

Bai Yangyu also followed, and he stood at the door, watching the patient on the bed look pale and short of breath, while Wen Wenyao percussed him, he ordered the nurse to give him high-flow oxygen.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the ward was turned on very high, and Wen Wenyao's forehead was soon covered with fine beads of sweat. He was instructing the doctor in charge of the patient to give medicines for emergency treatment immediately.

The doctors and nurses in the entire ward were busy. Standing by the door, Bai Yangyu felt that he was in the way. He stepped back a few steps to leave the ward, and saw the patient's family members standing outside the ward crying.

The patient was too old, and he had a chronic disease for many years. It had developed to this point. Although the doctor tried his best to rescue him, his condition still could not be relieved smoothly.

Almost two hours later, Bai Yangyu saw a family member of a patient grab a passing nurse, saying that they would give up on the rescue.

The nurse glanced at her and said, "Wait a minute." Then she went into the ward.

After a while, Bai Yangyu saw Wen Wenyao came out of the ward with a stethoscope in his hand, and his hair was slightly wet with sweat.

A family member of the patient stopped him and said, "We don't want to see Dad in such pain, so let's not rescue him, doctor."

Wen Wenyao nodded and said, "You go to Dr. Luo and just sign the agreement to give up the rescue." After speaking, he took a deep breath and walked towards his office.

Bai Yangyu followed Wen Wenyao, feeling that Wen Wenyao's footsteps were a bit tired.

After entering the office, Wen Wenyao took off his white coat and threw it aside. He was originally a loose sweater inside, but he raised his hand and took it off, revealing the sweat-soaked shirt under the sweater.

Bai Yangyu heard Wen Wenyao complain: "The air conditioner is turned on too high."

"They are all patients," Bai Yangyu said.

Wen Wenyao looked back at him, then left the office and walked towards the bathroom.After entering the bathroom, he found that Bai Yangyu was still following him, and said, "Why are you following me?"

Bai Yangyu didn't answer.

Wen Wenyao didn't seem to mind that much, stood in front of the sink and began to wash his hands. After washing for about 2 minutes, he turned off the faucet and shook his hand, then went out past Bai Yangyu.

Even in the office area, faint cries from the ward can still be heard.

Wen Wenyao sat down in front of the desk, lifted his two long legs to rest on the big desk, and turned the chair back and forth two and a half circles, stopped and looked at Bai Yangyu who followed, and said, "If you want to be a clinician in the future, you should There will always be many such things. It is a good thing to give up the rescue, otherwise the old man is still waiting for the next pain and rescue."

Bai Yangyu went to sit opposite him and said, "I know."

Wen Wenyao shook his head and asked him suddenly: "What time is it?"

Bai Yangyu glanced at his phone and answered him: "It's almost 05:30."

"No wonder I'm hungry," Wen Wenyao said, he stretched out his hand to open the drawer, found the meal card and threw it in front of Bai Yangyu, "Go buy some rice, I want two fried rice, just buy as you see."

Bai Yangyu grabbed his meal card and stood up. Before leaving, Wen Wenyao called him back and said, "I don't eat offal and cucumbers, you can do anything else."

"Okay," Bai Yangyu replied, opened the office door and walked out.

Wen Wenyao sighed, and commented to Bai Yangyu: "Stuffy potato."

Bai Yangyu went to the cafeteria to buy two fried rice dishes and two rice dishes, and brought them back to Wen Wenyao's office.The two of them had dinner facing each other, and they didn't speak at first, but after Wen Wenyao was half full, he had the strength to chat with Bai Yangyu, and he asked him, "Where are you from?"

Bai Yangyu was picking up a small piece of eggplant with his chopsticks. Hearing this, he looked up at Wen Wenyao and said, "Local." Then he said the name of a small county in the city.

Wen Wenyao nodded, and asked him again: "The only son?"

Bai Yangyu replied: "Yes."

"Why study medicine? Do you know that studying medicine is very hard?"

Bai Yangyu said: "There is no reason, I just learned it."

Wen Wenyao thought his answer was perfunctory, but he didn't continue to ask.

After eating, Wen Wenyao opened the window, sat on the window sill and stared outside to smoke.

Bai Yangyu packed up the lunch box and prepared to throw it away, and then he planned to go back to the campus directly.When he opened the door and was about to leave, he looked back at Wen Wenyao and asked, "Teacher, are you sad?"

Wen Wenyao turned to look at him blankly.

Bai Yangyu said: "Because the patient was not saved."

Wen Wenyao frowned slowly, and said, "I've been used to it for a long time, what's so sad about it. Why don't you leave? Wait for me to treat you to supper?"

Bai Yangyu stretched out his hand and closed the door, "I'm leaving, teacher."