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The fingers that have been holding the knife on the operating table for many years are tough and strong, and the seemingly light movements are completely unable to break free.

Qi Jin's hand seemed to have been relieved of its strength, lost its balance for a moment, and followed Shen Yan's downward movement, and landed on the seat cushion between the two of them.

The rain continued.

An unfamiliar piano solo is playing on the radio channel of the taxi. The tune is long and quiet, which is very suitable for listening to the sound of rain outside the car window.

The taxi driver seemed immersed in the music, humming the beat softly, and the rest of his attention was completely on the steering wheel.

Xiao Guiqi stayed out of the matter, licking his paws on his own.

Qi Jin's back straightened.He wanted to sit up a little and move to a position near the car window.But now he can't even sit up, not only can't use his knees, but his toes are also limp and uncontrollable.

All perception seems to be centered on the right hand.

Feeling that what is being held is not the hand, but the heart.

Because the heart constricted suddenly, there was an illusion of being firmly grasped, the violent heartbeat thumped, thumped, one beat over another, and even brought a slight tinnitus.

He didn't know if his hands were shaking, because the opponent's hands seemed to be trembling a little too.

Four fingers went around his tiger's mouth and reached into the palm, while the thumb pressed against the knuckle of his little finger.The place where the palm of the hand covered the back of the hand was tightly pressed against each other, and maybe due to the high temperature, it also sweated a little.

After a long time, you can even feel each other's pulse.

one more time.

His, Shen Yan's, I can't tell which one is faster——

The prelude of the piano piece passed, and the speed of the keys' ups and downs began to accelerate, just like the raindrops began to rush outside the window.

Shen Yan's hand remained motionless for a long time, just holding it like this.

At this time, the thumb suddenly loosened a little, and then held it more firmly, and the fingertips gently rubbed along the edge of his joint, as if drawing the outline there with heart.

Every time they rubbed against each other, the dizziness in front of Qi Zhi's eyes intensified, and her throat throbbed.

"Shen Yan." He couldn't help calling out the other party's name.

I don't know whether to remind him or remind myself.Or maybe it's nothing, just mumbling to himself in a trance.

But that person seemed to understand it, and suddenly said softly, "Band-Aid."

Qi Yu was taken aback.

"The band-aid...was scratched by the little guy." He spoke very slowly, calmly and restrained.

It was only then that Qi Jin realized that the last place where his thumb stopped was the Band-Aid on the back of his hand, which was scratched by it when he helped Xiao Guiqi take a bath before.

The Band-Aid has been wet by water several times in the past two days, and the surface has begun to wrinkle. When I was just teasing the cat, I accidentally scratched it twice with the little guy's paw, and a small corner turned up.Even so, Shen Yan didn't need to press it down with his whole hand, let alone hold it there all the time.

I thought my excuses were clumsy, but I didn't expect Shen Yan's excuses to be more youthful than his.

However, he didn't want to expose it.

It was obviously raining outside the car, but the air inside the car was very dry, probably because the heater was turned on, and when Qi Zhi made a sound, it was so dry: "That was... two days ago... I was scratched by it... The place."

Shen Yan said nothing.The thumb is still firmly pressed on it, and there is no intention to move it away.

Qi Yu didn't urge her, and didn't speak any more.

He turned his head and silently stared at the lines of raindrops slanting on the window glass.The headlights on the road dyed them a warm color, which looked very much like unripe plums-even the taste in the heart.

More sourness before tasting a little bit sweet.

There is still a long way to go.In this small but warm compartment, the wind, rain and coldness of the outside world have nothing to do with him for the time being, so he can be greedy for a while.Pretend not to know, pretend not to understand, let go of the so-called rationality and sense of responsibility of adults, and return to the innocence of ignorant teenagers when they were teenagers.

Here and now, he couldn't lie to himself that he was unhappy.

He was just...happy as hell.

The piano piece on the radio channel finally ended, and the host's voice sounded again, ready to read a letter from the next listener.This appears to be a music on demand program.

"This listener friend said that his college classmate was getting married, so he specially played a song to give blessings in advance. He said in the letter, 'Brother, I heard that you are finally officially leaving the single, and I am here Let me say congratulations first. I wish you and your wife love each other, love each other for a hundred years, and be happy for a long time."

The host's tone was as joyous and bright as the contents of the letter.

Qi Yu was startled suddenly.He saw his reflection in the car window, his face not much better than the gray sky outside.

He has also said similar words, similar blessings.

Because his voice was particularly ear-catching, and he articulated clearly and fluently. At that time, he was also invited to act as the master of ceremonies at the wedding, smiling and speaking to the full house of guests.

These details suddenly appeared in the memory, and they were smashed down messily, as if a basin of cold water was being poured on it.

Qi Jin trembled violently, and pulled out his hand forcefully.

A playful and lively love song began to be heard from the speaker in the carriage. The lyrics told a story of Happy Ending.

"I'm sorry." After his eyelids stopped blinking, his eyes didn't have the courage to look at the people beside him.

Shen Yan didn't ask him what he meant by this sentence.

But Qi Yu knew that he would understand, and took all the responsibility on himself: "I was a little strange just now."

The shadow of the wiper flickered in front of the eyes, and the voice was monotonous, accompanied by the joyful singing from the speakers, which strongly contrasted the dead silence at this moment.

It is not known how long the language disappeared.

The one who spoke again was Shen Yan.

"That wound...should be healed, take off the Band-Aid." His voice was much calmer than Qi Jin had imagined.However, the pronunciation seems to have taken a lot of effort.

"No need." Qi Wei shook his head lightly, "Uncover it, and you will see the scar."

Even if the underlying wound has healed, the scar must still be there.

Besides, the scar must be ugly—

If possible, he would rather not let Shen Yan see this kind of thing from the beginning.Shen Yan should be left with the best impression, not a scar.

For the rest of the journey, the two of them returned to the silent state they had just gotten into the car.

It was already past nine o'clock when I arrived at the hospital, and the hospital was only open until two o'clock in the afternoon on Saturdays, and there were many people who came to see the doctor on weekends, so those who needed to do multiple tests had to hurry up.

Before getting out of the car, Shen Yan, who had been silent since the end of their conversation, finally said three words: "Wait a minute."

Like before getting into the car today, he first got off with his little return date in his arms, and then walked around to Qi Jin's side to open the car door for him, and held an umbrella for him to keep out the rain.The place where we got off the bus was only a dozen meters away from the entrance of the hospital. In fact, there was no need for this at all, but his silent appearance made Qi Jin feel depressed, and he did not refuse.

The head nurse, Ms. Pang, saw Shen Yan who was on vacation today, and her presbyopic glasses slipped on the bridge of her nose: "Doctor Shen? Why are you here? Didn't you—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly saw Qi Yu who was wearing a plaster tube behind him and smiling wryly.

The glasses almost slipped off this time.

It's been a while since I've seen each other, but Qi Jin's whole body looks much lighter, her energy is far less than that of the first meeting, her face looks a little haggard, and her complexion is very bad, not to mention the plaster cast on her hands. Know something is wrong.Ms. Pang hurriedly took him to inquire about his health, and nagged and explored the cause of the accident.

While Qi Jin was chatting with her, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw Shen Yan put on a white coat, ready to check the little returning date on the tray.

I couldn't help chasing after him, staring blankly at him as he buttoned his clothes, picked up the medical record folder, observed and recorded.

However, he needed to take him for a blood test during the small return period, and the figure quickly disappeared outside the door and out of his field of vision.

Noticing that he was a little distracted, Ms. Pang followed his gaze and found that he was looking at Shen Yan and said cheerfully: "Comrade reporter, you haven't come since you finished the report last time, I thought goodbye I don't care about you. Unexpectedly, you are now friends with Dr. Shen, and you are quite familiar."

Qi Min was taken aback for a moment, and smiled reluctantly: "Actually...not very familiar."

But, it should be friends.

Friends should be fine, right?

"However, I respect him very much." Qi Zhen found the most suitable and honest description.Whether it is Yan Beixiang during dubbing, or Shen Yan who is meticulous in front of the operating table, they are all existences he admires.

Ms. Pang was still at work, and within ten minutes of chatting with him, she was called by the nurse to work in another ward.

Qi Jin sat alone in the empty office, staring at a white wall in a daze.

There is a heating system in the pet hospital to prevent small animals from catching cold in autumn and winter, so the temperature is suitable and basically no need to wear coats.But he didn't take off Shen Yan's coat from the beginning to the end, and even pulled it up several times with his right hand, and huddled inside, so that the smell of the owner of the coat could temporarily deceive him.

It's a pity that the temperature is gone.

The drive took nearly an hour, and it was only natural that the temperature would completely dissipate.

Just as he was thinking in such a daze, the door of the office suddenly opened. He thought it was Ms. Pang who came back to pick up something, but when he raised his head, he met those familiar eyes.

Qi Jin quickly sat up straight: "The test results came out?"

Shen Yan shook her head lightly: "Not yet. I just took my temperature, and it's true that I have a high fever. The blood and stool tests will take a while, and the microbial culture will take more time."

So, didn't Shen Yan come back to tell him about the small return period?

Qi Min was at a loss, but Shen Yan took out a brand new Band-Aid at this time, tore off the packaging and stickers for him, and gently handed it over: "I'm here to give you this—no matter what the scar is, at least the Band-Aid needs to be covered. Replace it with a new one. I won’t look at it, you post it yourself.”

The light in his eyes trembled suddenly, and he slowly took the things in his hand.

The exposed tape firmly stuck to his fingers, like his thoughts at this time, absorbed in that person and unable to leave: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Shen Yan nodded slightly, her eyes seemed to deliberately not stay on Qi Yu for too long, and she staggered vaguely from his eyes, turned away, and went to check the situation of Xiaoguiqi.

After Shen Yan left again, Qi Jin persuaded herself to cheer up, and then took out her phone to contact the TV station.

"Hello, Director? It's me."

"It's Qi Xi, how are you recuperating?" The director of the news channel has lost a capable subordinate, and recently he has a sad face and chatters when he meets everyone.

"I'm resting at home and thinking about work. Do you think I'm well-raised?" Qi Wei teased deliberately.

"Do you have any other proposals?" After all, we have worked together for many years, and the director knows him quite well.

"Well, I really have a proposal, which is somewhat related to the cat abuse report I wrote last time... In short, I want to write to you first, and send it to you at night to see if it's feasible."

Although the encounter during the return period is just a personal experience, but in other places, other hospitals and clinics must have more or less the same problem.

Pet medical institutions currently lack supervision, and the entire market is quite chaotic. The problems Shen Yan pointed out today sound alarming. He wants to use his own media channels to learn more about them.If it goes well, maybe we can open a special topic and visit the local pet hospital with open and unannounced visits.

In fact, since he entered the journalist industry, he has been looking forward to the day when he can plan and host his own programs.

TV reporters are not tenured, and there are opportunities for promotion, which mainly depends on the development direction and ability of each person.Some people choose management, and some people like to be program editors. With his excellent voice and strong explanation ability, there is no shortage of possibilities to become a host in the future.

Just because of getting in touch with Shen Yan and picking up the small return date, this idea has become stronger again recently.

In the isolation ward, Qi Yu saw the small return period after the blood was drawn.This time, it was obviously not forced by yesterday, and it seemed that the blood was taken smoothly, and the needle port was cleaned and there was no peculiar smell.

Shen Yan prepared a sterilized cotton sheet for it in the cage, and a small quilt, which was very soft and comfortable. The little guy no longer missed the original blanket at all, and soon fell in love with his temporary shelter , lying down and rolling happily.

According to the results of the blood test, the number of white blood cells is indeed normal, unlike what the clinic doctor said, there are only a few.

During the small return period, he had no other special symptoms except for a fever. It was probably a common cold, and the nurse had already given him the necessary injections.But Shen Yan was cautious and insisted on making a full set of pathology reports, because he was worried that Xiaoguiqi would be infected with other germs during the hospitalization.

Of course, the little guy doesn't know his own condition and just eats and sleeps.

Shen Yan prepared a bowl of milk powder for kittens for it, as well as crushed cat food, and added necessary nutrients to nourish its body.It now regards Shen Yan as the second person in charge of meals, and it is a very comfortable warm bed, and it rubs against him for a while when it sees him.

Seeing that it seemed to be recovering well, Qi Chen finally let go of a huge rock in his heart.

"It's a young kitten, it's probably not long after weaning, and the lactase has not completely disappeared, so you can drink a little milk. But it won't work in the future, it won't be able to digest it."

When Shen Yan was taking notes routinely, she also asked Qi Jin what to feed the cat these days.

Only then did Qi Jin know what to feed and what not to feed.

"Sure enough, I can't raise a cat." He looked at Xiao Guiqi, who was sleeping soundly in the cage, and smiled wryly, "I'm always hungry, let alone cats."

At that moment, Shen Yan's pen tip flicked across the paper and stopped.

The pointer on the wall clock has slowly moved to the number directly above, and the medical staff here have entered their lunch break one after another, and they all went to eat lunch.

He stared at the title "Dietary History" on the section of the medical records, his eyebrows lowered, and he hesitated to speak.

"Qi Yu," he asked lightly, "do you want to... come to my house for dinner?"