Cloudy but no rain

"Straight vessel clamp."

The man's calm and small voice was like the muffled sound of a chestnut falling to the ground.Only let the doctor next to me just in time to hear.

His slender fingers were slightly bent, and the white latex-like gloves were pressed against the skin of his hands, clearly outlining the knuckles of his fingers.

Less than a second after he took the instrument from the doctor next to him, he quickly clamped the straight blood vessel forceps to the patient's abdominal subcutaneous tissue on the operating table.

The next operation seemed to be done with ease, the man's eyes were sharp, just like the scalpel in his hand, he did not spare any part of the patient.

But the benevolence of the doctor is not reflected in his expression, he seems to be just to complete an important task.

It is indeed just a task.It is indeed important.

The ID card of the girl lying on the operating table said that her name was Su Luoqi.

The reason she went to the hospital was a car accident, and the man who drove her - probably her father, Su Fengmian.

When he came to the hospital, Su Fengmian was not seriously injured, but only scratched the skin of his shoulder. He is currently undergoing simple wound care in the orthopedic clinic.

As for the owner of the name Su Fengmian, the man tried not to think about it as much as possible, and concentrated as much as possible on cutting the girl's body or stitching up the wound.

This is a critical but uncomplicated operation, and it is not difficult.But still spent most of the man's energy - mainly psychological fatigue.

It's just that there was no trouble on his face, and even his eyebrows were neatly arranged one by one, without any slack or panic.

More than an hour later, the operation was successful. The nurse pushed the girl's bed to the ward. The man watched them leave and took off the mask.

His nose bridge is high, his lips are a bit thin, and his skin looks pale under the surgical light.It seems to be a mean doctor, or rather, a doctor who is not close to human fireworks.

The kind of patients who dare not make a doctor-patient relationship when they see it.

The man went to wash his hands, changed to different hand sanitizers three times, and cleaned up the small wounds on his hands that were lightly scratched by the scalpel.

He changed the surgical gown, and the haggard eyes slipped out quietly.

Leaning against the sink, he took a few breaths. After the operation, he was inevitably a little emotional, and also a little lucky, although the success of the operation was expected.

The man stayed in the bathroom for a while, wiped his hands, went to the drinking room, and filled a plastic cup with a little pure cold water.

He drank a glass of cool water.

It's January now, and drinking cool baikai will make the spleen and stomach feel cold for a while.

But he usually doesn’t have the habit of drinking cold water for free. After all, keeping in good health is one of his basic principles as a doctor—he has been in the hospital for nearly 20 years, including internships, and he will be 40 this year. peak.

Both theory and practice are well mastered.

So he didn't want to cause his health to go wrong because of any bad habits, so that he would lie on the operating table and let other doctors operate on him.

Apparently he was a little overwhelmed, it was just a cold drink, and it wouldn't make him ill.But his anxiety is real, and drinking cold boiled water is really the worst way to solve his depression.

He can't just skip work and drink right now.Getting drunk is something young people do, and it also violates his health regimen.

But... the man still drank the last bit of coolness in the cup.

Moreover, he still wanted to have a sip of wine.

He held the plastic cup and squeezed it repeatedly. The cup made a rattling sound. He hurried to the ward, and within a short distance, he bumped into the girl's... Father, he didn't know the signature. What is the specific relationship on the form, but the two have the same surname, and they are almost inseparable. The person he knows in front of him is Su Fengmian.

The scratch on Su Fengmian's shoulder doesn't seem to be serious, at least the man can't tell that he has bandage marks.It may be because he is dressed a lot - the man glanced at Su Fengmian's neckline within three seconds.

One, two, three, four, a total of four clothes.

The man stopped, and Su Fengmian also stopped at the same time.The two of them looked at each other less than 30 meters apart for a second, which made both of them a little embarrassed.But more stunned.

This Ji Zhifei was actually the Ji Zhifei he knew.A few hours ago Su Fengmian thought it was Ji Zhifei who he knew had the same name.

"Well, Ji Zhifei, uh,... Doctor Ji." Su Fengmian nodded politely to him, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard." Ji Zhifei pinched the plastic cup a little tighter until it became flat. He turned his hands behind his back and hid the cup behind his white coat.

"Well, can I treat you to dinner when you're free?" Seeing his attitude, Su Fengmian thought of some leaders, so she had to ask tentatively.

He knew that being a doctor must be very busy, and this time may not be available.

The more important reason is that the other party is Ji Zhifei and she is Su Fengmian.

Su Fengmian knew that Ming Ji knew that this person would never have the leisure and elegance to have a meal with him, even if it was instant noodles for 3 minutes, they would be silent in embarrassment, wait for the instant noodles to boil, and leave silently after eating.

But Su Fengmian didn't invite Ji Zhifei to dinner just to thank Ji Zhifei for saving Su Luoqi's life, but because they haven't seen each other for too long. If it takes too long, many emotions will fade away, maybe it will be embarrassing , but it wouldn't be embarrassing, not to mention that he did miss Ji Zhifei.

How long, about 20 years, Su Fengmian was dazed for a while, and quietly counted in his heart, in fact, it was only 14 years.

Su Fengmian is also turning [-].

Time is not forgiving, but Su Fengmian was forgotten.

He looked to be in his early thirties, half a head shorter than Ji Zhifei, with a good face and well-maintained skin. Of course he couldn't compare with Xiao Xianrou, but he didn't have the fatigue and dogma of a high school teacher at all.

He is a high school teacher.

Su Fengmian moved to this city for more than three years, but he never expected to meet Ji Zhifei here, and it was still in such an emergency.

If there hadn't been a car accident, I probably would never see this person again in my life.Su Fengmian looked at Ji Zhifei, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

The two of them are college classmates, and they studied clinical medicine together, but Su Fengmian is not a doctor, because he changed careers due to an accident shortly after graduation.

Su Fengmian didn't want to mention this incident to anyone, which made him physically afraid of surgery, and he could no longer pick up a scalpel.

However, he is now a high school biology teacher, and he can be regarded as a distant relative of the profession of doctors.

"We'll talk when we have time." Ji Zhifei walked up to Su Fengmian, squinted at him, and unconsciously locked his eyes on a small piece of purple on his neck.

It wasn't blood, it wasn't flesh, and it couldn't have been caused by a car accident.

Yes... Ji Zhifei made a quick analysis. In this position, add this color—purple that is about to fade.

This is mechanical purpura, in layman's terms, it is a hickey.

Ji Zhifei frowned without showing any trace, feeling unhappy.

Su Fengmian didn't notice Ji Zhifei's psychological fluctuation: "Then when are you free, I can do it anytime?"

It can be done at any time. This should be what Ji Zhifei wanted to say, but unfortunately he was preempted, and he didn't want to repeat it. It's like two old in-laws pushing each other to pay the bill. It doesn't make any sense. It will not be given in about half an hour.

He regretted not looking at the monthly duty list seriously today.

Ji Zhifei pondered for a moment: "I'll find you when I'm free. I'm going to do a ward round now. Let's chat after get off work."

"Oh, well, then, see you when you are free. You are busy." Su Fengmian smiled lightly, pretending that he was evading.

He doesn't dare to have any expectations for Ji Zhifei now, the shadow of 14 years ago still remains in his heart.

"Yeah." Ji Zhifei's gaze wandered for a while on Su Fengmian's smiling face, and then he stared at the hickey on his neck again. He obviously didn't want to look at it, but his eyes couldn't be controlled.

It was really arrogant, he simply commented on Su Fengmian's wife in his heart.

After a while, Su Fengmian left without saying anything, heading towards Su Luoqi's ward.

Ji Zhifei turned around, and just as he raised his foot, he realized that he forgot to ask for his phone number.But it doesn't matter, he quickly realized that the nurses following the operation should have his contact information.

So after checking the room, Ji Zhifei went to the nurse to ask for Su Fengmian's phone number, and recorded the string of numbers in the address book.

When entering the name of the contact, he hesitated for a while, and finally only wrote Su Fengmian's name.

Just add a capital A before the name.

Ji Zhifei has the habit of numbering all contacts. Important people are listed first, and unimportant people, even if they should be listed first in alphabetical order, such as a person with the surname An, he will forcefully put their name on the list. Add Z before.

Anyway, relying on the words that the doctor is very busy, he can pretend that he has no time to contact some people.

He looked at the contact list again and felt that it was not appropriate.

Because Su Fengmian's melodious name is too dazzling among his other A-line contacts.The other A-line contacts were Ji Guocheng, Yang Meizhen, and his parents.

Ji Zhifei finally changed A to B.

He has no B-line contacts, except A is D.

In this way, Su Fengmian is alone.

After Ji Zhifei finished this, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He thought of the little strawberry on Su Fengmian's neck again, and felt a little morally corrupt.

But when he thought about it, he didn't need to worry about moral issues.

For Ji Zhifei, morality is just a banner of "Rejuvenation with Wonderful Hands". It's so simple. Besides, it's not a moral issue. He didn't do anything to destroy other people's families, so he has the right to be a "star chaser" , If you can't get it, you can always like it.

This idea swayed in his mind for a while, which surprised him.Surprise is not a matter of liking or not, but a matter of time.

After more than ten years, it seems that many things still happened yesterday.

After get off work, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Ji Zhifei stayed in the hospital for twelve hours as usual, but for a surgeon like him, after get off work, it was just a different place to wait for calls.

If there is an emergency.When a phone call came, he would go back to the hospital - but except for such moments, Ji Zhifei never regretted studying medicine at other times.

He met Su Fengmian because he was studying medicine, although now it seems that he was wrong about knowing Su Fengmian, which made him feel unmotivated to fall in love with anyone for 14 years, which is absurd. The reason for the indifference of throbbing to old age is that he is really busy, but the name Su Fengmian has troubled him for so many years, but it is real.

So much so that seeing Su Fengmian today after 14 years is still disturbing.

Ji Zhifei hadn't been distracted on the operating table for a long time, but today he really couldn't control his emotions.

He feels lost.

That's right, he admitted that this is loss, and the feeling of powerlessness that it takes a lot of effort to keep the heart beating normally. There is no way to solve the relationship problem. Su Fengmian has a family, and everything is impossible to talk about.

Ji Zhifei drove the car to a small bar on the outskirts of the city.

There are fewer people in the bars on the outskirts of the city, especially in winter. Few people go out to drink. Most people feel that they have finally warmed up after drinking, and they get cold again as soon as they go out.

But Ji Zhifei can't go home to drink, his distant cousin must be at home at the moment working on his thesis and making the sky dark, it would be bad if he saw Ji Zhifei go berserk.

Cousin might throw him out.

Ji Zhifei would say "alcoholic".His wine taste is not good, and no one dares to vouch for his character.

Most people can only see his calm and calm side, and there are very few people who see him going crazy with alcohol.

Su Fengmian is also one of them, but Ji Zhifei guesses that Su Fengmian probably forgot about his drunkenness.

It's been 14 years, only ghosts remember.

Only the devil will remember.

"A glass of Chivas Regal, with ice." Ji Zhifei sat by the bar, leaned forward, and leaned his elbows against the edge of the table.

"Ice in cold weather?" Although the waiter questioned, he still held a spoonful of ice in his hand and poured it into the glass with whiskey, "Use it slowly."

Ji Zhifei glanced at his watch, drank the wine in one gulp, poured the ice cubes into his mouth together, and ate them in a snap. He hissed a few times, his teeth chattering from the cold.

The hotness of the wine and the coldness of the ice stepped into his throat one after another. He closed his eyes, leaned back, and raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

How did Su Fengmian get married and have a child.

Ji Zhifei recalled the mark on Su Fengmian's neck again in his head, mistook the glass cup for a plastic cup and threw it on the bar counter, making a crisp sound, which also scared him.

The author says:

haven't seen you for a long time! ! ! !New attempt! ! ! !Hope you like it! ! ! ! !Love you guys! !In addition, all the poems at the beginning of the volume are not necessarily intended to be about love, but I just read it and thought it fit my mood so I quoted it!Improper or infringing rights will be deleted immediately!