Surgical Fate

More than eight o'clock in the evening.

Lu Chenxi was lying on An Min's parent's sofa playing with her mobile phone.

An Min was sitting on the ground, discussing the condition with the doctor in Toronto, without stopping, using the thoracoscopic simulator to do manipulation exercises.

Zhuang Shu opened the door, carrying big bags and small bags in his hand, "Everyone is here, have you eaten yet?"

"Nothing." Lu Chenxi glanced at him, and then turned her attention back to the mobile game. "I don't have an appetite. She said we'll talk about it after discussing the illness."

Zhuang Shu put down his things and took off his suit, "Lu Chenxi, come and help me cook."

"No, An Min told me to have a good rest. She said that she would go out to eat Mala Tang later. She can't eat spicy food if I eat it." Lu Chenxi just lay still.

"I asked you to cook but not to eat." Zhuang Shu said "Ma La Tang?" How to eat those unhygienic "Dumplings, Mala Tang, which one to eat?"

After hearing this, Lu Chenxi raised her head again, her face full of joy, "Dumplings, but I can't!"

"I didn't ask you to take care of the food. Be my assistant and choose the vegetables!" Zhuang Shu was quite helpless.

An Min closed the computer.

Lu Chenxi had sharp eyes, "You agreed? It's just right, Dad Zhuang and Mom Fu are done, and you can cooperate again." He lay down again, "I'm so heartbroken, do you have the nerve to work on me? Inhuman ..."

"Lie down." Zhuang Shu didn't count on her anymore, "You can't count on her either." He reached out to An Min who was sitting on the ground, "I still trust her."

An Min put down the instrument in his hand and held his extended hand.

Zhuang Shu pulled her up forcefully, "It's not cold, you can't sit on the ground."

"There are cushions, and I don't want Smith to see that I am dual-purpose." Those who know praise themselves for their hard work, but those who don't know think they are perfunctory. "This time, the patient's condition was not cured. The trachea was stuck together, and the most frightening thing was that he had a car accident when he came to see the doctor, the patient had type AB RH negative blood, but this blood was too rare, there was no blood in the hospital blood bank, so we had to wait for blood.”

Zhuang Shu took the things and went to the kitchen with her, "Tell me more about it."

Lu Chenxi, who was playing with her mobile phone, exhaled: Do you really need to work so hard?

kitchen.

Zhuang Shu kneaded the noodles, and An Min picked vegetables.

"... To save time, he used hypothermia therapy on the patient." An Min continued the topic just now, "I tried my best but failed, but fortunately, his immediate superior and several professors agreed with him to take this risk. The treatment method did not have a big impact on him; but he wants to know if there is something wrong with him, I watched the video of the rescue operation, but I haven’t found any problems yet, I plan to watch it later.”

"Let's watch together, okay?" Zhuang Shu is also very interested: she really works harder than others, even if she used to be a partner in MSF, but they are separated in two places, this Smith will still ask her to discuss himself It can be seen that the patient is familiar with her temper, and knows that she will not refuse to learn more professional experience.

An Min looked at him kneading the dough so well, "Do you like your cooking skills or are you forced to do so?"

"When I was young, the adults in my family were busy with work, so it was impossible to go home and cook every day. I could do housework when I was six or seven years old." Zhuang Shu also talked about family affairs, "making dumplings, rolling noodles, steaming rice, everything can be ordered , When you come to the United States, if you want to eat a little bit, you have to do it yourself.”

"Chinese families are generally dominated by the male and the female, but my mother is the only daughter, Miss Jiao, and she really can't do many things." An Min also talked about his family, "My father is both outside and inside. , We Shanghainese don’t eat many dumplings. We make more wontons and salty and sweet glutinous rice balls, so I can’t eat leek dumplings. I still like shepherd’s purse meat wontons best. My dad’s three delicacies wontons are also great; now I know you like them Dumplings, I will buy you dumplings for takeaway in the future."

"You learn to make dumplings, and your hands are very dexterous." Zhuang Shu likes to hear her talk about herself. Taste." The taste of home, the taste that they all lack. "The flour now is really much better than before, white and strong, unlike the standard flour in the past, it can be sliced ​​into soup and balls in one pot."

An Min picked the leeks very carefully, she kept all the usable ones, long and short ones, and suddenly found that Zhuang Shu was looking at her pile of different lengths, and hurriedly explained, "Because I think it's for making dumplings, and the leeks can be cut. Broken, so even if it’s shorter, it’s usable, right.” The north has a lot of prejudice against Shanghainese, thinking that they are stingy and stingy, and they keep things that can be thrown away. "You see this paragraph is good and can be used."

Zhuang Shu pursed his lips and smiled, "Well done, Shanghainese will live a good life."

An Min pouted, "Are you saying I'm stingy?"

"No, you really know how to live. No matter how scarce your resources are, you can live a delicate life. This is your attitude towards life." He met many Shanghainese in the United States. "Especially for us as doctors, the details are more important."

An Min smiled and frowned.

"You have a pretty smile too." Zhuang Shu's eyes sparkled.

An Min looked into his dark eyes...

"Hey, when will the dumplings be ready?" Lu Chenxi leaned forward, "Mother Zhuang, are you going to look at each other affectionately all night?"

Zhuang Shu turned his head, "I want to eat, you come to help too, I'll roll out the leather, you two make it, so it can be faster."

"Let Chenxi adjust the stuffing, she is actually good at cooking." An Min knew that Lu Chenxi would definitely not come to make the stuffing.

So they came to the table.

Zhuang Shu rolled the leather, An Min asked Zhuang Shu to teach her how to do it, and Lu Chenxi adjusted the stuffing.

"Although you only learned it for a while, you should pack it well." Lu Chenxi finished her work and sat next to her. "Otherwise we will have to eat soup balls."

"She uses it skillfully." Zhuang Shu was actually a little worried, but seeing her carefully groping and adjusting, although she was not very skilled, it was much better than what she did at the beginning. "Look, it's still pretty good."

"Is everything good about her now in your eyes? This is dangerous. You still see some shortcomings, otherwise what should you do if the relationship will grow relatively longer and become less enthusiastic?" Lu Chenxi sat on the chair with her legs bent, play cell phone.

"Oh, it's broken." Still unskilled, she pouted.

Lu Chenxi glanced, "Throw it away."

An Min reached out and pinched some dough from the unrolled dough, carefully opened the broken dumpling again, and used the dough to fill the hole little by little.

Chen Xi looked at her laborious work, "I'd better throw it away, if it's not repaired well, it'll have to be broken."

An Min pursed her lips and did not speak, she was trying to remedy the situation. Although it was really not easy, because the oil of the stuffing had already been stained, she did not give up.

Zhuang Shu felt that this was the biggest difference between the two of them, so he chatted with Lu Chenxi and talked about this house, "Seriously, why did you buy such a big house all of a sudden?"

"She didn't buy it, she 'robbed' it, rushing to start a loss-making business." Lu Chenxi put down the phone, "At the beginning, my parents gritted their teeth and paid the down payment for the house in order to get married, but I broke up instead. My dad did it himself I started a small business and encountered some turnover problems after paying the down payment. An Min asked Li Hongjie to borrow all the money to buy this house from me, but this house still has to repay the loan, and she still has to repay the loan. "

"You're not me. I'm good at math. In order to pay back the money, I learned a little about stocks and finance. The stock market was good for a few years, so I paid it off quickly." An Min held the mended dumplings in his palm and gave them See "How? How?"

"Are you really ready?" Lu Chenxi took it, and the mending was pretty good, "Not bad, An Min, someday we won't be doctors, we can open a dumpling shop, he rolls the skin, I live the stuffing, you make it , will definitely not go to waste.”

"You still want to leave Renhe?" An Min went to get another dumpling wrapper, "Do you think this kind of small business is easy to do? The service industry, even if there is no leader, is a lot of things, business, taxation, rent, artificial water and electricity, etc. Wait, can you do well if you don't change your temper?"

"I just said it casually, and you educate me again?" Lu Chenxi sometimes annoyed her and put down the mended dumpling.

Zhuang Shu stopped, "An Min is right, just like this broken dumpling, as long as you put your heart into it, you can make it up again. I don't think you will give up surgery on a patient just because he might die? You can't just because of the way of life When there are some setbacks in the world, I just want to give up..."

"Oh, I really can't stay in this place. Originally, An Min said I'd be fine, but now there's Professor Zhuang, my God!" Lu Chenxi got up and stepped back, "Papa Zhuang, Fu Ma, I really call your parents Yes, I can give me a lesson by making a dumpling. If you two have a child in the future, the child will suffer a lot. I beg you, just let me go!"

Before Zhuang Shu could speak, his cell phone rang, answering "respiratory and circulatory failure?"

"Is there an operation?" An Min stopped.

Lu Chenxi pricked up her ears.

"You continue." Zhuang Shu said as he took off the apron, "Fifteen beds of lung abscess suddenly suffered from respiratory and circulatory failure." Folded in half, "Today I am on standby on the fourth line, I have to go and have a look, maybe I need surgery." Put An Min on the apron , tie the probe "Put some salt when cooking, it won't stick to the pot and it won't break the skin easily", and softly "save some for me."

"It depends on how much she can eat, or I'll eat less." An Min's soft voice sounded like a baby, "I'll wait for you."

"I'll try to come back as soon as possible." Zhuang Shu was willing to listen to her relaxing voice at home, and took his coat.

An Min looked back at him going out, "Be careful, don't drive too fast."

"Okay." Zhuang Shu closed the door.

Lu Chenxi looked at this scene, "I said you really like it?"

"Why? You like him too?" An Min didn't deny it.

Lu Chenxi raised her eyebrows, "If I like it, will you let me?"

"No!" Fu Anmin also raised his eyebrows, "You like it, we each rely on our own abilities."

"See if you can, ask Hongjie to find out if he has a girlfriend in the United States, Americans are so open." Lu Chenxi reminded her not to be dazzled by beauty, "Wait until he finds an American girlfriend with blonde hair, blue eyes, and long legs." , I'll see what you do."

An Min smiled, "Let me put the dumplings in hot water or cold water?" After thinking about it for a while, "there must be some online." He went to get the iPad, and said to himself, "He said to add salt, one spoonful or two spoonfuls. What is the size of the spoon? Put the dumplings first or put the salt first?"

"Doctor Zhuang, come back quickly, I can't bear it alone!" This kitchen idiot actually asked such a question, can she still eat this dumpling?If I knew it earlier, I would eat it as Malatang. If I buy it now, will they give it away?

……

It was almost midnight when Zhuang Shu came back.

Lu Chenxi was not in the living room, and I don't know if she went back or rested in her room, but An Min was still there, lying on the table, with the iPad she always held in her hand turned on, and Zhuang Shu said, "I'm still watching the surgery video." Did you find anything? You have eaten all the dumplings." He changed his shoes and went inside.

An Min didn't answer.

Zhuang Shu tidied up the key bag, approached, and found that she was lying on the table as if she had fallen asleep. On the table were some side dishes and cooked dumplings.He lifted the chair lightly with his hands, sat down, observed carefully, he was asleep, and there were small tools for practicing finger dexterity on his fingers.Zhuang Shu picked up the cold dumpling in the bowl and put it into his mouth, he frowned after eating half of it: it's too salty, this Lu Chenxi is really not suitable for seasoning, I'll teach you how to season it next time.

Put your hands on the table and watch her fall asleep, her eyelashes are like a small fan. At this moment, she is not a proud and shrewd chest queen, nor is she a professional and skilled chief doctor, but just an ordinary beautiful girl.

A woman with a light on, waiting for her.

"Mother……"

Zhuang Shu's eyes flashed, he got up, went to her side, took away the instrument in her hand, put it on the table gently, bent over and picked her up from the chair.

"You're back?" An Min seemed to feel it, half awake and half asleep, "You're finally back." She stretched her arms around him and fell asleep peacefully.

Zhuang Shu stood on the spot. He has been a doctor for many years, and his concept of gender and body is always different from ordinary people. Because of his mother, he felt that he was already cold, but now he understands that he is just an ordinary person in front of some people. will surge.

"Zhuang (excuse me)." An Min seemed to be dreaming.

Zhuang Shu didn't dare to make big moves for fear of waking her up, so he just adjusted himself a little, "Go to sleep, I'm back."

She didn't make a sound, just fell asleep peacefully.

Zhuang Shu put her on the bed in her room. Lu Chenxi was not there, so he covered her with a thin blanket and looked at her sleeping. Zhuang Shu felt warm and full in his heart.

He bowed his head and pursed his lips, "Good night, Yumin."

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