Disciplinary Guidelines

It was close to noon to get off work, but luckily the doctor on duty in the endoscopy room was very familiar with Ji Yao, so he closed the curtain and gave Jiang Heng an examination.

When Jiang Heng went in for the checkup, Ji Yao was sitting in the rest area looking at his stack of checklists.

Judging from the results of the examination, Jiang Heng still takes his body seriously, but his immunity is indeed a little low, probably because he is too busy with work.Ji Yao casually took out the signature pen in his breast pocket, drew a horizontal line under the column of white blood cell count, and said something to Jiang Heng after he was ready.

The results of the angiography were still normal. Ji Yao went through the checklist, circled several high and low values ​​one by one, and wrote them together on the back of the checklist.

After doing all this, his doctor's occupational disease was looming, so he couldn't help but divide the pile of bills into several categories, pulled out the bills one by one, put them away separately, and gathered them into a neat small Clenched in hand.

About half an hour later, the door of the endoscopy room opened from the inside, and the young female doctor on duty waved to him.

"It's over." The doctor on duty handed him the report in his hand, tapped on it with the tip of a pen, and said: "The recovery is not bad, the ulcer activity should not be much, usually remember to take care of it. Regular meals, reduce irritation, It’s winter, pay attention to keeping warm from the cold—I don’t need to talk about these, you can just look at the rest of the details yourself.”

Ji Yao lowered his head to read the report, and nodded upon hearing this.

"That's all right." The doctor on duty clapped his hands and said, "Go in and accompany him. I'll go eat first. The simple meal newly opened in front of the hospital is even more delicious. You can try it some other day."

"Okay, thank you." Ji Yao smiled and said, "Next time please."

The female doctor waved her hand and said hello without being polite to him.

After the doctor on duty left, Ji Yao pushed open the door of the consulting room behind him, and Jiang Heng was resting on the bed.

He should have been woken up by the doctor once, lying on the bed with half-closed eyes, groping around with his left hand twice, as if he was looking for something.

Most people who just woke up from anesthesia are unconscious. Ji Yao sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him for a while.

Jiang Heng quickly grasped his hand with familiarity and intimacy, and Ji Yao's fingertips rested on his watch strap, feeling a little cool to the touch.

With dry palms, Jiang Heng rubbed Ji Yao's thin and protruding wrist bones with his thumb habitually.Ji Yao's heart trembled, and he subconsciously clenched his hand tightly.

Skin-to-skin contact brought a little inexplicable feeling, and Ji Yao sat stiffly on the side of the bed, feeling a sense of exhaustion in his heart.

Judging from the current relationship between him and Jiang Heng, that feeling is by no means a "tired bird returning to its nest", but Ji Yao did feel a kind of burnout that has been exhausted, as if going around half a circle, and in the end his eyes Still this person.

Looking at him, Ji Yao suddenly remembered a gossip with He Xiangyin two days ago.

After resuming contact with Jiang Heng, Ji Yao seemed to lose interest in the flowers and plants outside for a moment. He went home from work at two o'clock and one line. Rather than going out to drink and sing, he would rather clean up the house and sleep at home.

He Xiangyin made an appointment with him several times but failed to meet anyone. He was surprised when he asked about Jiang Heng from Ji Yao.

"You and your ex-husband got in touch again?" He Xiangyin said with lingering fear: "Let me tell you, when an ex gets together, there are usually only two results. Either you hate each other, or the old relationship rekindles—you Beware of pretending to be real."

It was evening, the lights outside the window were brightly lit, and there was a lot of traffic. Ji Yao held up his mobile phone, knowing that He Xiangyin could not see his expression, but still lowered his eyes nervously, and wiped away a little mist on the window with his hand.

"I know." Ji Yao was silent for a long time, finally sighed, and said: "You haven't been in contact with him, so you don't know - if he really meant that, I can't refuse him."

Ji Yao was afraid of long life, afraid of starting a family, but it was so. He also dragged Jiang Heng for three years in instinctive panic.

He still can't trust any intimate relationship, but in his subconscious, he still has the desire to get closer to Jiang Heng.

So far, in the first 20 years of his life, he was involuntary, and in the last three years, he was wandering without support. Only when he was with Jiang Heng, he lived a good life of stability and freedom for a few years.

In the few years when Jiang Heng disappeared, Ji Yao thought that he would never have the chance to meet him again in his life, so even Jiang Heng became a "sensitive issue" that he wanted to avoid. I dare not touch it, and I dare not even contact my old friends.

But now that Jiang Heng reappeared, giving him a sign of recovery from the ice, and acquiescing to the two people's "re-acquaintance", Ji Yao actually had the courage to face this problem directly.

From this point of view, the few times in Ji Yao's life when he was stubborn and resisted were all because of Jiang Heng.

For Ji Yao, Jiang Heng is not just a gentle and considerate perfect love partner, but also the source of courage that he only had a few times in his life.

It's a pity that he resisted once or twice, but he couldn't hold on to the most crucial thing.

Ji Yao felt uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't want to think about it any more, so he unconsciously clenched Jiang Heng's hand.

Jiang Heng seemed startled by his movement, and opened his eyes to look at him.He was still not sober, so he asked Ji Yao in a daze, "Where's the cake?"

Ji Yao was stunned.

After waking up from the general anesthesia, some people still haven't woken up, and they can't tell what the oolong is today. Ji Yao was afraid that he would open his mouth and start reciting the law, but he didn't expect him to be so down-to-earth.

"What cake?" Ji Yao asked.

Jiang Heng glanced at him, frowned slightly, but did not answer, turned his head and closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

Ji Yao was asked with question marks on his forehead, and felt that he was vaguely unhappy, so after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the doctor on duty in the endoscopy room.

"Are you still eating out?" Ji Yao asked.

The other party quickly responded with a nodding emoji, Ji Yao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can you bring me a cake from the cake shop at the door when you come back?"

"Okay." The other party replied, "What kind of flavor do you want?"

"...Strawberry ones." Ji Yao said.

The other party was silent for more than ten seconds, and replied: "...Fine."

Jiang Heng only felt that this sleep was extremely long. He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the sunlight outside had deviated from an obvious arc compared to when it came in. Ji Yao was sitting on a chair not far from the bed, Use the knee pad to write and draw on the checklist.

Jiang Heng's throat was tight, he coughed twice, and asked hoarsely, "What time is it?"

Hearing the sound, Ji Yao raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then looked down at the time.

"It's a coincidence." Ji Yao said: "In 15 minutes, I will go to work in the afternoon, and even if you are not awake, I will take you away."

Jiang Heng's physique is a little sensitive to anesthesia, and the adverse reaction of propofol is a little obvious. He sat up from the bed unsteadily, still feeling a little dizzy.

After Ji Yao finished writing the last stroke, he folded the stack of paper in half and stuffed it into Jiang Heng's overcoat.

Then he put his coat on Jiang Heng, helped him stand up, and stuffed something into his hand.

Jiang Heng looked down and found that it was a cake box with a cartoon cat logo drawn on it.

"Why give me this?" Jiang Heng asked puzzled.

"You asked for it yourself." Ji Yao said without changing his face, "Did you forget? When you were under anesthesia, you insisted on grabbing me for cakes, and you must have strawberry flavor."

Jiang Heng: "..."

Ji Yao originally wanted to fool him, and he was ready to be exposed by Jiang Heng on the spot, but he didn't expect that lawyer Jiang was particularly easy to deceive in this matter. He frowned and looked at Ji Yao and then at the cake box, with a strange expression on his face. Say thank you.

Ji Yao didn't expect him to believe it so easily, and it was hard to say that he was joking, so he forced the smile to be suppressed in his heart, almost causing internal injuries to himself.

Because he came for an examination today, Jiang Heng didn't drive. Ji Yao sent him all the way outside the hospital and watched him get into the taxi.

"Eat the cake at night." Ji Yao held the door of the car, and gave him a doctor's order: "After two hours, wait until you are no longer dizzy before eating. The anesthesia has not metabolized, don't go to work today, go home and sleep. And The inspection results and precautions are written for you at the back of the report, go back and read it yourself."

"Understood." Jiang Heng said.

Ji Yao nodded, straightened up and was about to close the car door, when Jiang Heng suddenly remembered something, leaned out of the car, and asked, "Do you have time on Friday night?"

"Friday? Yes." Ji Yao said, "Why, is Auntie here?"

"Ge Xing is going back to Beijing, let's meet up." Jiang Heng said, "At Zhou Qingbai's at 07:30 on Friday night, you have been there."