After being confessed by the paranoid school grass

In the morning, Silang came to the medical research room to discuss brain tumor-related topics with the members of the study group.At this time, the dean suddenly came in, followed by a person.

"Let me tell you something, our team has a new member today, who was transferred from the No.1 civilian hospital in Haicheng City, because he has his own insights on the brain system, so he was sent by Haicheng City to participate in the research. "

"Hi everyone, my name is Li Xiang."

Everyone applauded, but their faces were not very welcoming.

This Li Xiang couldn't tell if he was a man or a woman. He had short curly hair and wore large black-rimmed glasses. His breasts also covered half of his face. He stood behind the dean with his head bowed.Gives a very depressing and gloomy feeling.

The dean left Li Xiang here and left.As the team leader, Si Lang asked Li Xiang not to participate in the seminar today, but to just sit on the sidelines and follow them to understand the daily work.

Li Xiang nodded and said nothing, a wool roll was lazily shaking on his head.

Silang then presided over the finalization of the research plan.

Next week, Si Lang was going to have a brain tumor operation, and several members of the research team offered their views and opinions one after another. After a round, Li Xiang, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth to propose a new angle.

"The angle you mentioned is very good." Si Lang nodded, "But correspondingly, the cost of surgery is relatively high, and it's still not very friendly to ordinary people."

Li Xiang explained: "Although the cost of this method is high, the treatment effect for patients is also significantly improved. At least the degree of recurrence in the next few years is much smaller than that of traditional methods."

Si Lang pondered for a while, then nodded: "That's right, so now I'm preparing to break through this barrier, so that the surgery can be both curative and cost-effective."

Si Lang then analyzed several important points of this case, explained the precautions during the operation, and finally decided on the person who will go on stage with Si Lang.

"Cui Jiameng, Zhang Xinxin, Wang Shuheng, the three of you will have surgery with me. If you have no objections, go to lunch."

Everyone went to eat in groups of three, and Si Lang was also planning to pack up and go to eat with Cui Jiameng.

"Can you bring me one for surgery?" The two walked to the door and were stopped by Li Xiang.

"This time we selected people who have experience on stage and are familiar with surgical methods. I'm afraid you lack some experience?" Before Si Lang could speak, Cui Jiameng jumped out and said something angrily.

Li Xiang didn't pay attention to Cui Jiameng at all, and kept staring at Si Lang: "Can I participate?"

Si Lang shook his head and explained in a helpless tone: "Cui Jiameng is indeed right. I have seen your resume, and it is true that you have little clinical experience."

Li Xiang's eyes hidden in his hair revealed a touch of disappointment, he turned his head and walked out.

"Why does this man look so strange?" Cui Jiameng looked at his back, "It is better to say that he is a doctor than a patient. His face is so pale that it is scary!"

"People have their own reasons." The two continued to eat with their eyes closed.

Li Xiang didn't go to the cafeteria, but walked to the underground parking lot.First, I went around the underground parking lot, familiarized myself with the location of the camera, found the power box, and pulled the switch.

Li Xiang turned on the phone's light, walked straight to the front of Si Lang's car, took out a knife from his pocket, and stabbed it hard into the tire.

The tires began to deflate, and there was the sound of security guards talking in the distance. Ideal hurriedly turned off the flashlight and hid behind a car.

"Strange, why did the power suddenly stop?"

"Several wires in the nearby community were bitten by mice, and this time it was probably also bitten by mice."

Two security guards carried the toolbox to the electric box and checked it, only to find that the electric switch had been pulled up.

One of them reached out and pushed, and the parking lot was bright again.

Hearing the voices of the two security guards getting farther and farther away, Li Xiang stood up from behind a car and went back upstairs.

In the afternoon, Si Lang continued to conduct in-depth research on the cases to be operated on next week, and Li Xiang did not mention the matter of participating in the operation.

At five o'clock in the evening, Si Lang dismissed the meeting and got off work, and left for the parking lot. Just as he got to the car, he found a big hole in the front tire.

Si Lang: "..."

"Hey, baby, I won't be able to drive you home for a while, the tire has leaked. You ask Xiao Sun to pick you up and come over to pick me up."

Si Lang hung up the phone and called the security guard of the building: "Can you help me adjust the monitoring for today? My tire was punctured."

"I'm sorry, President Si, there was a power outage downstairs for a while in the afternoon, only the video of the incoming call...

"That's fine, send it to me."

After a while, Si Lang received a copy of the video on his phone.

The tire was fine before the power outage, but when the power came again, there was a big gash in the tire.

Si Lang stared at the phone and thought for a while, it was a car driving nearby, slowly stopping beside Si Lang.

"Brother Lang, what's wrong with your tires?" Li Xiang stuck his head out of the car window.

"Oh, I scratched it." Si Lang smiled.

"Then get in my car and I'll take you home."

After thinking about it, Si Lang got into Li Xiang's car.Si Lang fastened his seat belt, then sent a text message to Xiao Sun to indicate that he didn't need to come pick him up, and then called the car insurance company.

"I don't know who had the audacity to scrape your car."

"Maybe it's someone who asked me for something but I didn't agree to it." Si Lang looked at Li Xiang and said word by word.

Li Xiang turned his head to look at Si Lang, with a smirk on his face: "You can check the surveillance."

"No need, you're not stupid enough to stab my tire when the monitoring is running."

After Li Xiang heard this, he stepped on the brake and looked at Si Lang in disbelief.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Si Lang shrugged his shoulders indifferently, as if what Li Xiang was doing was pediatrics.

Li Xiang clutched the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and the clenched hands turned white. His red eyes were covered by a thick layer of hair, and Si Lang couldn't see his expression clearly.

After a long while, Li Xiang first let out a low laugh from his throat, and then it became louder and louder, like the evil laugh of a ferocious beast resurrected, which made people panic.

"Hahahaha, are you still pretending that you are some kind of angel in white clothes? You don't even know that you saved a murderer, so what qualifications do you have to be regarded as a miracle doctor?"

The two eyes under the layer upon layer of breasts were shining menacingly, staring at Si Lang as if he was going to devour him, and roared at Silang at the top of his lungs: "You killed my father, but you are going to save a father?" The one who killed my mother!" Two tears flowed from the blood-red eyes, and they slammed on the skirt of the clothes.

Li Xiang stared ahead, grasped the steering wheel, and stepped on the accelerator hard.The car rushed out along the exit of the parking lot and hit a concrete wall ten meters away.

It was already the next morning when Si Lang woke up, and he saw Liu Yao sitting beside the bed with two pairs of red eyes open.

"Awake? I'll call the doctor!"

Liu Yao went to the doctor in a panic and brought all the chairs down.

Si Lang just woke up, and he didn't realize that his fate had been irreversibly reversed the moment he fell into a coma.

The doctor came over for a check-up, and asked Si Lang a few simple questions, "The mental state is quite good. The main reason is that the trauma is serious, so I suggest you stay in bed." Then he put on the IV and left.

"He..." Si Lang looked at Liu Yao.

"Well, dead."

Li Xiang is dead.The son of Li Dongwei, the former director of the No. 1 civilian hospital in Haicheng City, committed suicide.Originally, he wanted to die with Si Lang, but Si Lang survived, but the glass of the front windshield cut Si Lang's hand.

The point is that the hand is broken.

A clinician with a broken hand means that he has to bid farewell to the operating table.

It's like a violinist without hands, a ballerina without legs, a singer without a mouth.

"It seems that I'm about to lose my job." Si Lang looked at his gauze-wrapped hands and smiled helplessly at Liu Yao.

Liu Yao's tears flowed down crazily.Si Lang only fainted for half a day, and he felt his heart was about to burst. The waiting for every minute and every second was extremely long, as if it had spanned a whole century.Just staring at the person on the bed like that, hoping that he would wake up in the next second and open his eyes to look at him.

But it was such a tormenting wait that Silang endured for eight full years.

Every time Liu Yao thinks of this, the pain in his heart is unbearable.

"It's okay, I will support you for the rest of my life."

Liu Yao held Si Lang's hand tightly, not wanting to let go for a second.

As long as you are still there, my world is still there.

A week later, Si Lang was discharged from the hospital.

The person who persecuted Li Xiang's mother was sent to prison, and Li Xiang was buried with his parents.

The once happy family of three has now fallen into this situation.I'm afraid father and son can only meet each other in hell.

After Si Lang returned home, although he could not be a clinician, he could still be a consultant to answer many practical questions and impart clinical experience.Si Lang wrote a book about what he had learned and felt throughout his life, and it was submitted to the publishing house of Zhou Zhiyang Company, which was highly recognized in medicine.

"It seems that I haven't completely crippled yet." Si Lang stroked the scar on his hand and said with a smile.

That's enough.Si Lang thought to himself.

The most proud moment in my life was the moment when Liu Yao woke up after eight years of sleep.Being able to save his lover with his own hands in this life is the great pride of being a doctor.

Cui Jiameng has now become the leader of the research team. Although Si Lang has retired to the second line, he often drags Si Lang to discuss issues, and often makes Si Lang forget about his illness.

Si Lang is not so busy now, and is collecting relevant information and documents about raising children bit by bit.

When I started to prepare, I realized that things were far more complicated than I imagined.The children in the orphanage cannot be chosen, and it takes a long way to find a child who suits one's wishes.