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They first met in a less romantic place——

hospital.

It was early summer at that time, and Rong Yue, who had undergone major surgery overnight, was so tired that he was out of shape. He took off his white coat and was about to go back to the doctor's dormitory on duty. He met him on the bridge connecting the outpatient department and the inpatient department.

To be precise, he met him in a coma.

In fact, Rong Yue noticed him from a long distance away.He was wearing a suit, and Rong Yue couldn't tell if it was good or bad, he just thought it fit him well.Thin figure, pale and indifferent face, a stack of medical records and laboratory tests in his hand.

Out of instinct as a doctor, Rong Yue has been paying attention to him.Sure enough, after walking a few steps, he was seen holding on to the pole precariously, barely holding on for a while, but still fell down.

"It's okay." He hurried over to help him up.With the person in his arms, the morning sun shone on the sick face, and there was an urge to protect him.

After sitting next to him and resting for a while, he got better and his face became much more relaxed.

Rong Yue committed an occupational disease again: "Where is your body uncomfortable?"

"Nothing," he said, "I'm just a little hypoglycemic."

"Didn't eat breakfast? What department are you going to see? Let me take you there, lest you faint again later."

"Gastroenterology."

After glancing at the lists in his hand, Rong Yue had a rough idea, smiled and said, "You hit the gun, and I'm a doctor in the Department of Gastroenterology. How dare you skip breakfast if you have an upset stomach?"

It can be seen that he should usually be in a strong position, but maybe there is a natural restriction in the relationship between doctors and patients. His expression at that time was like a student who was caught by the teacher and cheated.Rong Yue guessed that he was crazy, but he could see a little embarrassment from this indifferent face.

"Wait here, I'll go to the cafeteria and buy you a steamed stuffed bun with soy milk."

"no need!"

"You're welcome," Rong Yue tilted his head, and touched the back of his neck uncomfortably, "Anyway, I want to eat by myself, it's convenient."

He didn't expect that such a simple action would cause him to be stunned for a moment, and an emotion called pain flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

"It's really not necessary. I still have to go for a checkup. Excuse me."

"Eh--"

Rong Yue didn't know which sentence he had offended him, and wanted to say something more, but someone who looked like his friend hurried over from the other side of the covered bridge, "Didn't you tell me to wait for me to pick you up?"

"I can do it alone."

"What can you do? Let's go. What did you see? What did the doctor say?"

"I didn't say anything, just..."

Hearing their intimate tone, Rong Yue opened his mouth and was speechless for a while, and missed the first chance to know his name.

But second chances came quickly.

That night, he was on the night shift, and the emergency department called him and told him to go down, saying that a patient with acute gastric bleeding was being sent, and he was asked to go and have a look.

Putting on his clothes and going downstairs to take a look, Rong Yue was quite shocked.The person I had just seen not long ago was lying on the bed curled up in pain, there was a large piece of bright red blood on the pale bed sheet, and the lips and chin were sprayed with red dots everywhere, looking very attractive.

"What's going on?" He immediately took over.

"Acute hemorrhagic gastritis, the patient drank alcohol at night."

The test sheet issued by the emergency department has a name on it: He Qiao.Last time his friend was also there, anxiously circling around the room and kept making phone calls, and was soon rushed outside by the nurse.

After tossing around in the middle of the night and being transferred to the general ward, He Qiao fell into a deep sleep under the effect of painkillers.Rong Yue was so tired that he was starving in his stomach, changed his bloody white coat, and wanted to go downstairs to the vending machine to buy some food and drink, but when he reached the elevator, he was stopped by someone.

"The doctor stays."

Seeing that it was He Qiao's friend when he turned around, Rong Yue raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Is it okay to delay your time for a few minutes? I want to know more about He Qiao's condition."

This is strange, what I said just now is clear, what is it to understand now, is it because I am worried about his medical skills or did not understand before?Rong Yue smiled, and walked into the elevator with him: "Okay, what do you want to know."

"Is he seriously ill?"

"What is serious? Everyone defines it differently. How do you ask me to answer you?" He pressed down on the first floor, looked at the man from the reflective elevator door, and saw the serious expression on his face, and asked again, "Are you his?" who?"

"An old friend of more than ten years."

"Then you're quite loyal, and you're here at this late hour." It turned out that they weren't a couple, and he was inexplicably relieved.

"He doesn't know how to take care of his own body. If I don't watch him more, I'm afraid he will die soon."

Walking out of the outpatient building, the hospital was quiet and peaceful in the middle of the night, and the patients fell asleep accompanied by the singing of cicadas on the trees.

All the food in the vending machine was sold out. Rong Yue went over to choose two cans of drinks, and threw one of them to the person next to him: "What do you call it?"

"Surname Zhou, Zhou Peiyuan."

"Rong Yue."

After sitting down on the bench, Zhou Peiyuan took out his mobile phone to reply messages from time to time.Rong Yue asked, "What are you so busy doing?"

"I'm his special assistant."

"Who?"

"He Qiao."

Rong Yue was taken aback: "Then what does he do?"

Zhou Peiyuan seemed to hear something from his tone, and cast a meaningful look at him: "Business."

Listening to the tone is not a small business.

Rong Yue raised his eyebrows, and immediately refreshed his understanding of these two people in his heart: "No wonder, knowing that I have a bad stomach, I went out to drink, so it was to socialize."

"No." Zhou Peiyuan said a word firmly out of his mouth, and then he pulled the tab of the can, squeezed the can and took a big gulp, "He just doesn't care about his body. He also sees a doctor if he is asked, but it is prescribed I never took medicine, and I passed out and stayed in the hospital for two days before going back to the company for a meeting.”

Money can't buy a healthy body. He Qiao is in his prime, but he doesn't care about his body.

Sooner or later, something big will happen if this goes on like this, Rong Yue frowned: "No one persuaded him?"

"I persuaded him, he promised well, but he didn't listen at all." This matter has obviously become Zhou Peiyuan's heart disease, and he can't stop his irritable words when he mentions it, "Work when you wake up, stay up late when you have insomnia, Smoking and socializing, it's only strange if nothing happens!"

It was really difficult for Rong Yue to connect the person he mentioned with the person he remembered.Even though he had only seen him twice, He Qiao in his eyes was gentle, calm and rational. How could he act recklessly without following the doctor's orders as he said?

"Has he been stimulated?"

Otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

The sweltering night wind blew over his neck, Zhou Peiyuan looked back at the ward upstairs, his expression first hated that iron could not be made into steel, and then he seemed to think of something abominable, and finally calmed down after a long while: "He is a serious person. Feelings, after so long, are still torturing myself."

It turned out to be a relationship issue, so it's no wonder.

Nothing is more tormenting than feelings.If you want to forget, you can't escape, if you want to escape, you can't escape, the past is a net woven by that person himself, and it catches a heart that is hard to break free and can't let go.

"This kind of thing takes time. But the top priority is to take care of his health, otherwise his body system will completely collapse within half a year if he continues like this."

Zhou Peiyuan said: "Doctor Rong, you can help persuade him when you have time. You are a doctor, and he always listens to what you say. But there is something I want to ask you."

"You said." He raised his eyebrows.

"His medicine should be replaced with infusion as much as possible, and less oral administration."

Rong Yue smiled: "Why, is it possible that he is still afraid of taking medicine like a child?"

Zhou Peiyuan didn't smile at all, he just said, "Anyway, he won't take that kind of medicine even if you prescribed it, so try not to prescribe it."

As he expected, He Qiao was the strangest patient Rong Yue had ever seen. He refused to take the capsule medicine and was about to be discharged from the hospital after three days of acute gastric bleeding.When sending him away, Rong Yue joked: "Next time he vomits blood, try to pick the daytime, and there are fewer doctors at night, I'm afraid you won't be able to rescue him."

He Qiao's face was haggard but his eyes were clear: "Pei Yuan, leave a copy of Dr. Rong's duty list later, and I will come when he is around."

"Come on, if you can't cure it, just ask him."

"Then I really want to thank you for your trust."

Rong Yue and Zhou Peiyuan looked at each other, and smiled without restraint.

It was only later that Rong Yue found out that he was Heming's Mr. He. When they met, he jokingly asked him if he could get a discount on buying appliances.Probably because his desire to chase He Qiao was too obvious. Zhou Peiyuan stood up and created opportunities for them every now and then. He would ask Rong Yue to go up a mountain and go to an art exhibition, but Rong Yue was not respectful. go.

At the end of autumn, they made an appointment to go out. He Qiao was physically weak, so he chose a low mountain in the suburbs.The red maples all over the mountains are as bright as fire, and the air on the mountain is also fresh. As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, the two felt refreshed.

Zhou Peiyuan didn't show up after the appointed time, and only sent a text message saying that he couldn't come because of something, and asked them both to exercise well.

"Has Peiyuan fallen in love recently?" He Qiao put away his phone, "There are always sudden appointments."

Rong Yue went to the side and broke a branch and handed it to him. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and said nothing.

The two picked an easy way to go up the mountain slowly. Rong Yue was carrying a small bag, which contained tissues, mineral water and chocolate, and he dug it out after a while and handed it to He Qiao.

He Qiao laughed at him: "A doctor is really careful, and I'm afraid he will be a super daddy after he gets married."

Rong Yue walked side by side with him to a tree, stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at him with a somewhat weird look.

"Are you serious or are you pretending to be stupid?"

The sprinkled gold of light and shadow sifted from the leaves, reflecting on He Qiao's plain face, making him look even more calm, "Huh?"

Rong Yue just looked at him like that for a long time, then suddenly reached out and stroked his hair.Originally, he just wanted to brush away the residual leaves between the ends of his hair, but he did not expect He Qiao to dodge in an instant.

His reaction was so great that both of them froze in place.

The wind paused between them for a long time, and there were the rustling footsteps of climbers walking past them on thick fallen leaves.

After a while, He Qiao came back to his senses: "Sorry, I didn't think about that."

"Is this a refusal?"

He Qiao raised his eyes, and his eyes collided with Rong Yue.Rong Yue didn't become angry from embarrassment, but just smiled calmly: "Simply reject me, or reject all new possibilities."

He Qiao looked away uncomfortably: "I'm not ready yet."

"Then I'll wait until you're ready to accept others into your life." Rong Yue kept his eyes on every step, and his voice was extremely gentle, "You always have to come out of the past, and I'm confident that person is me."

"No," He Qiao shook his head, "I've already walked out."

It has been a round of cold and heat, fifteen months, more than 400 days have passed, even the temperature in his memory has begun to blur, and he has rarely suffered from insomnia.

But he never looked directly into Rong Yue's eyes again.

Rong Yue suddenly wanted to hug him very much, but he restrained himself after thinking about it.After going on the road again, the two of them talked less. He Qiao occasionally lost his mind and stopped to wipe his sweat. Walking beside him, Rong Yue smelled the vague smell of pine wood, guessing that it was the fragrance of some kind of disinfectant specially made for clothes.

When I was approaching the top of the mountain, I passed the gazebo, where some people set up stalls and sold things, surrounded by many people.

Rong Yue was not very interested in these things, and after a few glances, he was about to leave, but He Qiao picked up a wooden pendant with a long thumb and asked the price: "Hello, how do you sell this?"

"fifteen."

Very clumsy handwork, at best it can be regarded as rustic and rustic.

After he paid the money, Rong Yue joked: "How could you like this, it's not like your taste."

"Huh?" He Qiao hung the pendant on the backpack, "Oh, you said this." He smiled warmly for the first time today, "It's nothing, I just think it looks a bit like my puppy."