On how to get rid of straight doctors

The next morning, Jian Zheng heard the rustling sound, he opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Yi Ci buttoning the buttons on his shirt.

"what happened?"

His voice was muffled and hoarse.

"It's okay." Yi Ci came over and kissed his forehead lightly, "Go on to sleep."

Jian Zheng woke up again because of the alarm clock, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

He shook his head, the seat beside him was already empty, and the sheets were getting cold.

Yi Ci seems to have been away for a long time, when did he leave?

Today seems to be Wednesday, Yi Ci is going to have an operation, and he has to arrive at the hospital after six o'clock in the morning. Doesn't it mean that he can afford it after five o'clock?

They made a fuss very late yesterday, and they don't know if it will affect the status of the operation...

Jian Zheng felt that he was like a goblin who affected the career of the overlord, and delayed the king's early court time.

He walked out of the bathroom and saw a few banknotes on the bedside table, with a note written by Yi Ci on it——

I have an operation, so I can't send you, you take a taxi to school, if you need anything, leave me a message

He missed the note that Yi Ci left in the hotel last time, and this is the first time he saw Yi Ci write in Chinese.

How should I put it, aside from the lover's filter, Yi Ci's Chinese writing is very ordinary, like a primary school student writing with one stroke, and it can be seen that it is obviously unfamiliar.

Jian Zheng rubbed his nose and told himself to be content. I heard that many ABCs can only speak Chinese and cannot write, but Yi Ci can write, and it is not easy to write horizontally and vertically.

He sent a message to Yi Ci: Next time, just leave an English note

Is this news a provocation?

Probably.

He didn't move the money on the table, he took a taxi to go to school by himself, and arrived just in time for the first class.

At noon, he received a message from Yi Ci Hui, on which he took a few words of precautions that the other party had just written. The handwriting was flying and flying, and Jian Zheng was willing to bow down. It took him a long time to recognize that it said that he should not eat within 4 hours after the operation...

Jian Zheng: Why don't you write Chinese?

**

Fast forward to Friday, Yi Ci picked up Jian Zheng from school, and the two spent a happy weekend together.

At dinner, Yi Ci said that he had already made an appointment at the shooting gallery for tomorrow.

Jian Zheng asked if he needed to prepare anything, Yi Ci shook his head and said no, the shooting gym would provide it, and he would prepare the rest.

Then they talked about where to go for Christmas, and now it's late October, and in terms of the economics of booking tickets, now is the time to think about it.

Jian Zheng asked: "Where did you plan to go, do you have a plan?"

"Swiss Snow Mountain."

Switzerland...

For a student who relies on his parents and works only part-time at school, traveling to Switzerland is a relatively luxurious trip. Switzerland is notoriously expensive, and it is best to rent a car. The domestic driver's license is not easy to use in Switzerland, so he always When you start planning your travel destination, you don't take Switzerland into consideration.

"Why do you want to go to the Swiss snow mountains?"

"I want to see the snow." Yi Ci was silent for a long time this time, and continued after a while, "There was a period of this year when I didn't know why I wanted to be a doctor. I have been doing extreme sports all the time, and I am getting better now, and I want to go skiing in the snow mountain."

Skiing is also very exciting sometimes. The feeling of diving down from the snow mountain, the adrenaline rush, can solve a lot of troubles.

"Is the career of a doctor very stressful?"

It seems that it is really big, and what it holds in its hands is human life.

In many cases, a doctor is not just a profession, but an interpretation of life.

"Fortunately, it depends on what you think." Yi Ci shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk more, "If you don't want to go skiing in the snow mountain, we can change the place."

Jian Zheng began to seriously consider where they were going.

But in fact, wherever they go, they will face a problem-economic inequality.

The place Yi Ci wants to go, the hotel he wants to stay in, the car he wants to rent, he probably can't even afford to pay for it. When this amount is multiplied by more than 10, it is a huge sum of money for him.

He had heard before that the relationship here seems to be AA, but except for the first two times between them, Yi Ci seems to have paid for it himself, so he doesn't know what will happen to this trip.

Although it is said that Dr. Yi should be quite rich, which is not bad, should he ask clearly in advance to avoid any misunderstanding.

In a relationship, he thinks it's best to speak up if there are any problems. We can talk openly and honestly. Stuffing in the heart is not a good solution.

He asked sincerely: "This is the first time I'm dating a local here, I don't know how dating here is calculated."

Yi Ci didn't understand what he meant, and asked, "How do you count?"

"I don't really understand whether a lot of expenses will require AA or the like. Can you tell me about it?"

Is it too embarrassing to talk about money between couples?

But apart from Yi Ci, he didn't know who to ask, and he felt that if there was something between the two of them, they should discuss it with each other.

If he is already working and financially independent, then he doesn't mind spending money on Yi Ci at all, and he won't think about AA, but now he is the weak side.

Yi Ci understood this time, and asked, "Where did you hear this?"

"I just listen to gossip from my classmates, I don't know if it's true or not." Jian Zheng propped his chin with one hand, "Tell me about it, I'll learn the little things in love."

"Tell me first..." Yi Ci asked in a gentle voice, "Do you want to go skiing in the snow mountain?"

Want to go skiing?

Of course I do.

Boys have no way to refuse some exciting sports, like sports cars and shooting.

Jian Zheng obviously wants to go skiing. Although he didn't go skiing much since he was a child, he still likes this sport very much.

"Of course I do."

"Well, let's go." Yi Ci said lightly, "I'll arrange the rest."

Jian Zheng didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"It means you don't have to think so much."

Jian Zheng: "...I don't quite understand."

Yi Ci looked at Jian Zheng amusedly, "Before you..."

He stopped halfway through his words, "Forget it, don't tell me how you were before, every couple or lovers are different, don't follow the routine to do these things, most of the people around me are not with the other half AA, Usually the side with the better economy will have more.”

Jian Zheng tilted his head and looked at Yi Ci.

"Dating a relationship is like doing a major operation. No relationship, or no operation, will be exactly the same. We need to make adjustments according to the actual situation and deal with various preoperative conditions and surgical conditions. So don't think too much, and don't need to apply other people's situation to us."

Jian Zheng looked at Yi Ci in shock, he didn't expect that in the eyes of the surgeon, falling in love is like an operation.

"Then according to you, if the operation is successful, wouldn't it be like getting married after falling in love?" He learned to draw inferences while talking, "Recovering after surgery is like friction after getting married. Afterwards, the relationship is very good, but the recovery is not good, and the relapse of the illness is almost regarded as frequent quarrels after marriage?"

Yi Ci obviously didn't expect Jian Zheng to say such a thing, resting his forehead with one hand, he couldn't help laughing.

Handsome men usually look good when they smile, Jian Zheng couldn't help being nympho for a moment, then pretended to be angry, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

It took a few minutes for Yi Ci to hold back his laughter, "I just think that you have slowly learned to think about things from the perspective of a doctor, and the description is very appropriate."

Jian Zheng: "..."

Is this something to be happy about?

It can only be said that he was assimilated, oh no, he was polluted.

"It can be regarded as a qualified doctor's family member, and they have a common language."

The ordered food finally came, and Jian Zheng poked the cut steak with a fork, which tended to smash the steak.

Yi Ci asked with a smile: "Why, don't you like to eat?"

"No." Jian Zheng's voice was a little angry, "I just think this steak looks like you."

Yi Ci replied with a good temper: "Okay, like me."

"I want to eat Chinese food next time!" Jian Zheng said, "I want to eat hot pot, the real hot pot, not the improved version, and I want to eat grilled fish. I'm going to Chinatown this weekend."

Yi Ci calculated the time and said, "Go on Sunday."

Jian Zheng pushed forward and asked for more, "I want you to learn how to cook Chinese food."

Yi Ci asked back, "Can you cook Western food?"

"Of course, there's nothing wrong with it." Jian Zheng snorted softly, "Pizza pasta is so simple, isn't it just taking out the semi-finished product and heating it up?"

"And the steak is not difficult. Buy some good original cut steak, take it home, marinate it, and fry it in oil."

Yi Ci: "...you are right."

Jian Zheng was happy, "Then it's settled, we will cook Chinese food this Sunday."

"Ah."

**

Yi Ci said that the massage would be held on Saturdays. It was the first time for him to practice shooting as a novice. If his arms were sore and weak, he would give him a massage together.

At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, they arrived at the shooting gym on time, and Yi Ci took out the earplugs and glasses that he had prepared and handed them to him.

Yi Ci has a gun license, and accompanied Jian Zheng, a novice, to use a gun, choosing a small pistol for him.

Jian Zheng weighed the small pistol, which was very heavy, and Yi Ci held his hand, told him the essentials and precautions of the movements, and at the same time held his hand, planning to take him a few times first.

They wore the same style of earplugs and glasses. Yi Ci held his right hand and pulled his finger to pull the trigger.

The moment the bullet flew out, Jian Zheng couldn't help but take a step back, his mouth tingling.

Yi Ci took off the earplugs and asked, "How long has it been since you exercised your waist strength?"

Jian Zheng also took off the earplugs, and replied not very confidently, "What, I haven't exercised since I came here."

Yi Ci: "..."

"...No way, I'm too busy with homework." Jian Zheng found an excuse for himself, "I'm powerless."

No wonder, to put it bluntly, is lazy.

He had only been on the plank for a few minutes, and he just couldn't be bothered to do it.

Yi Ci said nothing more, put on his earplugs and glasses again, and continued to teach Jian Zheng how to play with a gun.

They ate casually near the shooting gym at noon and continued in the afternoon.

Jian Zheng was in high spirits and had a great time playing. He didn't prepare to go back until two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

I carried it with excitement before and didn't feel anything, but I felt extremely tired after getting in the car, especially my right arm, which could hardly be lifted.

He was so tired that he lay down at home, vaguely thinking that he had forgotten something, until he was called up by Yi Ci when dinner was ready, and he realized that he seemed to have forgotten to help Yi Ci cook.

He spent a hard day playing with me, but in the end he went to sleep as soon as he got home like an uncle, just like a scumbag who asked you to wipe it off after DOing.

When Jian Zheng walked to the restaurant with Yi Ci, he described himself as a scumbag, and at the same time apologized with a smile, and graciously poured juice for Yi Ci.

Yi Ci exposed his purpose, "Are you doing this because you want me not to settle accounts with you?"

Jian Zheng giggled, "Of course, everyone is an adult, so don't tell the truth if you see through it."

Yi Ci sat beside Jian Zheng and hummed softly.

Jian Zheng continued to laugh and said, "Well, I will definitely cook for you next time."

"No." Yi Ci replied, "I want to cook with you more."

Jian Zheng pretended to be reserved, "This, should I refuse it, it's not good..."

Yi Ci just looked at him quietly.

Jian Zheng didn't pretend anymore, and immediately said: "Come on, come as soon as you finish eating, I cook this dish as you like."

So after eating, Jian Zheng was very happy to be stir-fried.

**

However, the sequelae were still obvious. When Jian Zheng woke up the next morning, he could barely lift his arms, and he didn’t cook the Chinese food that he had agreed upon. They went to Chinatown to eat relatively authentic Chinese food together, and Jian Zheng found out in despair that he could barely lift his chopsticks. Some difficulty.

Yi Ci pressed his arm beside him, sighed and said, "I told you not to exceed two hours, you won't listen."

"It's fun." Jian Zheng was pressed to the sore muscle, and gasped, "Well, I will definitely pay attention next time."

Yi Ci sneered, obviously not believing what he must pay attention to next time.

Because of his arm, the two of them didn't mess around during the day on Sunday, and Jian Zheng was sent home unsatisfied.

When getting out of the car, Jian Zheng said, "Before we parted, I started to miss you."

Yi Ci looked at him deeply.

"What should I do, you seem to be very busy tomorrow, but I really want to see you tomorrow..."

Jian Zheng's tone was a little lost.

Yi Ci said, "I should be able to get off work at around seven o'clock tomorrow night."

Jian Zheng immediately picked it up, "Then I can wait for you near your hospital after school, and we can have dinner together after you get off work."

As for whether something else will happen, it depends on the mood and the situation.

Yi Ci pondered for a moment, and said, "You can come to the hospital to see me directly after school, and I will tell the nurse at the guidance desk to take you to the office first."

"Is this convenient?" Jian Zheng asked, "Is there any rule in your office that does not allow non-medical staff and patients to enter..."

"Fortunately, after five o'clock in the afternoon, it's fine to come during the normal off-duty time."

"Then it's decided."

Jian Zheng happily left with his schoolbag on his back.

But many times things backfired. He had planned well and even thought about where to eat, but this time it was not as smooth as last time, and even more so.

He arrived at the hospital at about 05:30 and sat in Yi Ci's office to do his homework, but he was absent-minded.

Yi Ci should be undergoing surgery right now, or is he just doing ward rounds?

He thought about the doctor's day's work and read absently.

But he waited until about 07:30 in the evening, before Yi Ci hurried into the office, took off his white coat, and his face was extremely silent.

Jian Zheng subconsciously kept quiet and looked up at Yi Ci.

Yi Ci poured himself a glass of water from a mug, raised his head and drank it before looking at Jian Zheng in the office.

Yi Ci's lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

Jian Zheng immediately closed the laptop screen, stood up and walked to Yi Ci's side, without asking any further questions, only helping Yi Ci's shoulders.

Yi Ci closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his eyebrows, looking tired.

Jian Zheng roughly guessed that either the surgery did not go well today, or the patient in charge of Yi Ci was not doing well.

Doctors are people too, and there are different types.

If a doctor only regards a doctor as a profession, he will analyze the patient's condition from an objective and calm perspective, and the ups and downs of the patient's condition will not affect the doctor's emotions.

But if a doctor is very soft-hearted and a very emotional person, then maybe his career as a doctor is doomed to be very hard.

Jian Zheng felt that Yi Ci should be a very kind doctor.