The sun is coming

Compared with living on campus, the days of internship are tiring.At school, I can occasionally sleep until ten o’clock or even later. As long as I feel tired physically and mentally, I can rest as I wish, but I can’t practice.For the background of Director Liu's recommendation of him, he had to perform exceptionally well.In order to allow the school leaders to recognize him as before, so that he can follow Yuan Dajun's path in the future, he can only perform exceptionally well.I have to arrive at the hospital on time or even very early every day, clean up the hygiene of the departments and offices, add hot water, and sort out all kinds of documents that can be used for the day.When there is an emergency, he will follow, and sometimes he has not got off the operating table at ten o'clock in the evening.

If he didn't get someone to hang up the phone for him at this time, Lin Feng would definitely pick him up by bike.This made Shang Zhe feel warm and moved. He always wanted to find him a companion quickly, and he mentioned it to Yuan Dajun more than once.Yuan Dajun said that he would pay attention, but although there are many men in the army, it is not easy to pull one, it depends on fate.Shang Zhe instructed that it’s okay to pay attention, but don’t pay attention to yourself, or you will look good on him.

During the internship, Shang Zhe never said it was hard. On the contrary, occasionally there are some small operations like removing the appendix, and the surgeon will guide him to do them.Every time this happened, Shang Zhe was so excited that he waited until Yuan Dajun called.He wished he could be alone as soon as possible.But his mood is depressed, every day outside the operating room he can see all kinds of characters performing all kinds of dramas.Either for love or for money, some people cried and broke their hearts because of the bad news, and some quarreled over whether to continue treating the elderly who had no survival value.In a small hospital, various sitcoms are staged every day.Besides, what made him uncomfortable were his roommate and Zhang Ying who fainted in the operating room.

Wang Heping didn't know if he knew Zhang Ying before, and the two got very close very quickly.Even Zhang Ying speaks Mandarin with a strong local accent. It is said that she has never left the city of Guangzhou.Shang Zhe didn't understand the sense of superiority in speaking Cantonese, but Zhang Ying obviously felt that she was much better than these two foreigners, and there were obvious boundaries in what she said and did.

Although Shang Zhe didn't like such an arrogant person, he wouldn't show it on his face.In some respects, he is quite tolerant, or in other words, he doesn't care about compromising with those people to lower his own quality.But during a lunch break, Shang Zhe and Wang Heping had an argument and almost fought.

Interns don't have their own offices, and they spend the rest of their rest time in a spare room except for walking with the department doctor.He already knew that Wang Heping and Zhang Ying liked to get together and talk, and he didn't care when he saw the two talking and laughing when they went back this time, anyway, he couldn't understand what the two said.Shang Zhe nodded at them kindly, saw Wang Xiaojuan coming in and asked with a smile, "Are you tired? You haven't rested all morning."

"It's okay, I learned a lot."

There was a cold snort and a lot of talking. Shang Zhe has stayed here for more than four years, and even if he doesn't understand the localized common language, he can still understand the meaning.Among Zhang Ying's bunch of words just now, there was a "Bu guy", and this time she watched them say it.Coupled with the tone of voice and expression, who would believe that those words were not curses?

Shang Zhe put the mask in his pocket and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you talk like flowers and birds every day, we don't understand at all."

Wang Xiaojuan was stunned for a moment, then half turned around and blinked at Shang Zhe to pack her things.Over there, Wang Heping was unwilling, and stood up and asked, "Who do you say is a bird man?"

"Are there any bird people here?" Shang Zhe was very innocent, he was clearly talking about birds.Some birds are not good birds, but being a birdman is still not good enough.He has noticed Wang Heping and Zhang Ying's chirping and cooing these days. They are very good at stealing and playing tricks, because Shang Zhe and his two dialects are not authentic, and some benefits have been lost to them.These can be ignored, but it is not Shang Zhe's style to let them yell behind their backs like this.There are very few people who are spoiled by the family, who are as tolerant as Shang Zhe.

Zhang Ying said in broken Mandarin: "They are talking about themselves, Heping ignores them."

"It's really about myself." Wang Heping smiled lewdly, "Men play birds with men, no wonder they call themselves birdmen."

The muscles on Shang Zhe's face stiffened, he turned his head and asked with a smile, "Xiaojuan, do you smell a strange smell?"

Wang Xiaojuan was at a loss, "The smell of disinfectant?"

"No, the smell of poultry." Shang Zhe was serious.

"You servant." Wang Heping blushed and clenched his fists, "Don't think that no one knows about you and Lin Feng's shit, you pervert who went through the back door!"

Shang Zhe took the first two steps and almost stuck to Wang Heping's body. Wang Heping pushed away in disgust and flicked his clothes.Shang Zhe gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Swallow back what you said!"

Shang Zhe is taller than Wang Heping, but he is white and clean and has no intimidating power. Fortunately, the coldness in his eyes cannot be ignored when he gets angry.Wang Heping looked at Zhang Ying and smiled: "The AIDS patient who was diagnosed in the hospital last time just came through the back door. Working with such a person is really fucking dangerous."

Shang Zhe was trembling with anger, grabbed a pair of scissors from the sterilized alcohol cup, grabbed his collar and shouted: "I want you to swallow back what you just said!"

Wang Heping shrugged, "I have to do whatever you want me to do?"

Shang Zhe's cheeks twitched due to excitement, and his teeth were clenched. It wouldn't be surprising if he threw his fist out the next moment.He put the scissors on Wang Heping's carotid artery, and said viciously, "Don't wait for me to say it a second time, what am I afraid of, someone who has died once!"

Wang Heping watched his round eyes finally change color, pursed his mouth and did not speak.Shang Zhe took a deep breath, unable to suppress the anger in his heart.

Wang Xiaojuan went to pull Shangzhe, "You said it was the smell of poultry, why are you still fussing about poultry and insulting your IQ?"

The cold scissors slid back and forth on Wang Heping's neck, and the man under the scissors began to tremble in disbelief, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his unclean neck, which made Shang Zhe feel sick in his heart.Shang Zhe suddenly smiled strangely and turned his head to ask Wang Xiaojuan: "Blood should be sprayed out here, how many minutes do you think it can spray?"

Shang Zhe felt uncomfortable, and he remembered his own experience of being unconscious.But it is undeniable that the effect of the convulsion is astonishing, and the face of the person on the other side turned pale from shock.Shang Zhe took back the scissors and threw them back into the alcohol cup, walked back to the sink to wash his hands, whistled and said, "It's nothing! Don't say we are in the same dormitory, even if we are only in the same department, we can be regarded as relatives when we are away from home. Since you have to be an enemy, then I have no objection. I'll take what you said just now as your fart, don't let me hear it a second time. "

Shang Zhe said this very firmly, but felt a little guilty in his heart.He turned his back to Wang Heping, if that person came forward and attacked from behind in a daze, he would be in trouble.However, he still overestimated Wang Heping's courage, so he stared at his back for a while, then walked away sullenly.Zhang Ying seemed to have something to say, but Wang Xiaojuan stared at her coldly with her arms folded.Northern girls are taller, even if they are thin, their bones are still there.

Seeing the two leave in despair, Wang Xiaojuan let out a sigh of relief and said, "I can't tell, you have a temper."

Shang Zhe shrugged, "I've always had a temper, insulting my friend just makes me uncomfortable."

Shang Zhe thought about his brilliance just now, and couldn't help but want to be happy.He hasn't lost his temper yet, and if he gets angry at home, he'll throw his face and slam the door or something, not to mention that this kind of thing will basically never happen.

Shang Zhe didn't tell Yuan Dajun about this, and in fact the two of them couldn't get in touch again.Shang Zhe didn't know that Yuan Dajun was there again, and he was always a little listless when he went back every day, so that he didn't even notice Lin Feng's mental changes in the past few days.

Lin Feng's internship is much easier than Shang Zhe's. His goals are not as clear as Shang Zhe's, and he is more lively than him. Even if he is lazy, he is too lazy to be criticized.More importantly, he recently met Shang Wu, and he was happy.

Shang Wu has been in Guangzhou for a few days, and Lin Feng came home early that day, and saw Shang Wu smoking in the small garden next to the community.He didn't go up to sit down either, he asked about Shang Zhe's situation and prepared to leave.He was in a bad mood, he didn't want his younger brother to find out, and he didn't have the energy to pretend to be happy.

Lin Feng asked him to have dinner at home before leaving. Shang Zhe was on shift all day and would not be back until eight o'clock in the evening.He didn't dare to ask Shang Wu what was on his mind, he just tried his best to make him feel comfortable.Shang Wu drank some wine during the meal, maybe it was because he was really tired from the journey, or maybe it was because those troubles had mixed up and made him exhausted.After lunch, he took a nap in Lin Feng's room. He was afraid that the smell of wine would get on his younger brother's bed.

Lin Feng wiped his face gently with an almost pious attitude, and massaged his temples with cool oil, watching the sleeping man's frown slowly loosen, he was very happy.When Shang Wu was leaving that day, he asked him why he didn’t go to work during the day. Lin Feng lied and told him that he was on the night shift. Convince and guide the doctor to allow himself to be absent from work occasionally during the day.

After that, Shang Wu went there twice during the day, and Lin Feng quickly figured out that he just wanted to find a place where he could sleep peacefully and relax.Lin Feng's quietness made him very relaxed. Shang Wu seemed to regard this small house as another small home. He didn't have those vain and laborious politeness in the business field, and he didn't have the joyful mood he had to keep in front of his family. He was troubled here It's just trouble, no need to hide it.Shang Wu used to be very talkative in front of his younger brother and Lin Feng, but now he is uncharacteristically seldom talking, his eyes are yellow and bloodshot every time he comes, it can be seen that he has been smoking a lot.Lin Feng tried his best to make him comfortable, and the food and soup were all made to relieve fatigue and reduce anger.As for whether he did this because of family or business matters, Lin Feng didn't ask once, if he wanted to speak, he would listen, and if he didn't want to speak, he would keep silent.