Surgical Fate

After a while, Zhuang Shu walked out.

An Min was pouring ginger syrup into a thermos, when he saw him walk out, he immediately put down the small pot, took the bottle and said, "Drink this, I'll drink this in the rain."

Zhuang Shu took it, and the smell was like ginger. Look at the water inside, it is very dark in color.

"In the past, when I got caught in the rain, my aunt would cook it." An Min thought he didn't know this. "It tastes good, I drank it just now."

Zhuang Shu didn't move.

An Min came up behind him, put his hands on his shoulders, and gently pushed him into his room, "Go to sleep." Pushed him into his room, and then backed out, "Remember to drink ginger soup, do you want me to cover you with a quilt?" ?” Deliberately naughty.

Zhuang Shu saw that his bed had been made, and a thin blanket was covered on the quilt: it was not cold.

"I'm just outside, call me if you need anything." An Min's brows and eyes curled up, "I'm ONCALL today."

"Where's the hot pot?" He didn't seem to have seen it just now.

An Min went downstairs and pointed to "downstairs."

"Then go eat, they should be home by now, I'll call you if I have something to do." Zhuang Shu didn't want her to work too hard, "I can sleep soundly by myself."

An Min nodded, "Okay." He closed the door of his room.

Zhuang Shu was thrown down and wrapped himself up.

An Min sent a message to Hongjie, saying that he would not go down to eat hot pot, let him and Chenxi enjoy it; hang up the washed clothes, click into the circle of friends named 'Blood Race', and read their questions and chat , and then ready to order noodles.

At this time, someone opened the door by himself.

It was Li Hongjie, who brought up a bowl of things, "Chenxi prepared udon noodles for you."

An Min made a silent gesture.

Li Hongjie slowed down, put the bowl of hot pot noodles on the dining table, and sat down by the table himself, propping his head.

An Min took the chopsticks and sat down seeing him like this.

Li Hongjie glanced at the door of Zhuang Shu's room, "That's him?"

"Not good?" An Min ate the hot pot noodles made by Chenxi with chopsticks.

Li Hongjie scratched his eyebrows, "Do you know who he is?"

"Yeah." An Min picked out a piece of fat beef and put it in his mouth, "You already knew that."

Li Hongjie felt guilty, "I'm afraid you'll overthink it, where are our relatives?" It sounded like she already knew that she knew about it, so she didn't ask if she didn't ask.

"I've seen it." An Min knew everything about Li Hongjie, "He also offered incense to Aunt Zhang, so he admitted it."

Li Hongjie looked at the silence in the room, "Here, did you go to the eastern suburbs?"

An Min nodded, "Well, I guess the words are not pleasant." She could imagine "Some things can be faced, and some things have passed for too long. If you uncover them, the blood will bleed more, and the pain will naturally be more. I guess he is still there for the time being." No such courage."

Li Hongjie also echoed her guess, "It's a pity that Cao Guangyi died, and he didn't leave anything behind." They tracked down who was in charge of the pharmacy at the time, and they also thought that Xiu Minqi would have to go through him if he wanted to tamper with the prescription. "Xiu Tong's health is getting worse and worse, and he doesn't have the financial strength to send her abroad for surgery, and it's not only difficult to find a donor for heart-lung transplantation, but also the doctor who performs the surgery; I will try my best to find a donor for her..."

An Yin said nothing, just ate the noodles with his head down.

"If this fails, then we really have no way out." Li Hongjie replied by himself, "There is no room for recovery."

"Go and eat, Chen Xi is still down there alone." An Min asked Li Hongjie to go back, "The other things seem to be a dead end now, and you can live when the time comes."

Others said he didn't believe it, she said he believed it, a living example, you can't believe it.Li Hongjie stood up, "I have something to do, call."

An Min ate the noodles with one hand, and waved at him with the other: Liu Ling's matter also beat him at the same time, and he must not think that he can be perfect, everything depends on human effort, and everything will also change drastically.

Li Hongjie left.

An Min chats alone, watches surgery videos, does finger flexibility training, and reads various papers and research articles in medical journals.

At two o'clock in the morning, I got up and soaked in sugar and salt water.

Knock on the door.

"Wait a minute." The person inside asked her to wait.

An Min turned the doorknob, holding the sugar and salt water with one hand, "I think you should sweat after drinking that ginger soup."

Zhuang Shu immediately put a blue towel on his naked upper body, "I'll let you wait." He was a little flustered.

"You asked me to wait, I will wait, but I can't do it right now." An Min put down the sugar salt water and the medical bag, and walked over, "If you sweat, you can't catch a cold." She went to get a dry towel and put it on The blue towel on his body was thrown on the back of the chair next to him.

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it." Zhuang Shu was somewhat uncomfortable.

An Min couldn't help but wipe his back well.

Zhuang Shu was somewhat embarrassed, "You are a doctor, but you can't just go in and out of a man's room like that."

"You're the only one, and I won't serve you if others want me to serve you." No matter what she said, she was already the chief physician, and the high-level "everyone said that I was a doctor. I haven't seen anything in hospitals or battlefields for so many years; You and I both understand, now you are a patient, and your gender is blurred."

"That's work, now I'm at home." Zhuang Shu pointed out that there is still a difference between the two.

"What do you want 'later'?" This guy really can't chat, An Min threw the towel in front of him, "Wipe it yourself, or should I wipe it for you?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled badly.

Zhuang Shu couldn't help covering his chest with the towel he just got, squinting his eyes: What do you want to do?

An Min stopped teasing him, and casually took the wet T-shirt he took off and threw it with the towel just now, and gave him one as if he knew the way, "Why, I won't take advantage of you when you are like this; Don't worry, even if you want to pounce, you have to find a good time, especially for a rookie like me whose theoretical knowledge is N times more than practical experience."

"Actually, I don't have much experience, so why don't you encourage me with the eight words you often use, 'learn together and make progress together'." Zhuang Shu quickly changed into a new T-shirt, "I'm not afraid of you, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to control myself , beautiful and delicious, my ancestors sincerely did not deceive me."

An Min handed over the water glass: Well, she really is a rookie, she thought she was provocative, but she didn't expect to be teased back with a single sentence, but the provocative words are so high-sounding, it's really a veteran cadre.

Zhuang Shu took it, "This, what?" No matter how I thought about it, I felt that it was not ordinary boiled water.

"What else can it be? Homemade ORS." An Min went to touch the bed he just slept on, and it was also a little wet. "Sit on the chair." Turning around, he brought a new sheet and a thin quilt that had been replaced.

Zhuang Shu looked at the transparent water, "Must drink it?"

An Min took a set of brown "Drink!"

Zhuang Shu knew that once she switched to the role of a doctor, unless you could give her a convincing rebuttal, it would be better to be obedient, so obediently took a big sip.

An Min pulled off the sheets on his bed and quickly put clean sheets on him.

Zhuang Shu saw that she was doing very neatly and skillfully. After laying the sheets, she put the thin quilt on; but the taste of sugar and salt water is really enough. At times, it was really hard to swallow.”

"Typical do to others as you would have them do to you." An Min tidied up the wet cups and sheets a little bit, "But I can't tell you about this, it's just that it didn't rain when I went, otherwise I would drink this now." It must have been me who was hard to swallow.”

Zhuang Shu buttoned up his collar with one hand, "You don't drink as much as I do. I hope that 'in the future' I will taste the hardships for you. All the good things will belong to you, and I will take care of the bad ones."

An Min took away the cup in his hand, took a tissue, and wiped off the sweat from his temples, "Then you have to be in good shape. I saw it just now, and you're good enough." She has a good figure, looks thin when dressed, and has flesh when she undresses; He covered his forehead again, and took his temperature in the simplest way, "Sleep again, since you will have to bear all the hard work in the future, you can't do without the good capital of the revolution."

Zhuang Shu sat on the edge of the bed, raised her hand to grab the thermometer, and grabbed "An Yin."

An Min looked at him with a gentle expression, walked back to him, and held his face with both hands, "No matter what it is, don't talk about it now, I will ask for leave for you tomorrow, and sleep peacefully, okay?"

"You're going to work tomorrow, don't stay up late today, I drank ginger soup and sweated again, it's much better." Zhuang Shu thought the ginger soup was very useful. "I didn't expect you to be so capable." The job of making the bed was done so quickly.

"That's why I'm not happy when others want me to serve me." An Min lowered her head and touched the tip of his nose with her nose. "Hey, take care of yourself. I'll treat you to a Shanghai-style feast."

"Then it's settled." She finally let go.

Only then did An Min let go of him, and took out the electronic thermometer, "Let me feel at ease, eh."

Zhuang Shu asked her to test, "Director Fu is out late at night, thank you for your hard work."

An Min sterilized the thermometer, and then took a measurement, "Don't think you can get rid of me with a nice word, I will let you pay the debt of favor, and I have the final say on what to pay."

Zhuang Shu frowned, "OK."

Ten seconds later, An Min read the numbers: the body temperature is not high, "take a rest, call me if you need anything."

"I'm fine, you can still sleep for a few hours." Even if she is used to staying up late, he knows that staying up late will do a lot of harm to the body. "You should sleep well."

An Min still left the thermometer behind, "Call me anyway."

Zhuang Shu nodded, "There is something I really want to say."

An Min blinked: What's the matter?

"This ginger soup is not a meal." Zhuang Shu wanted to remind her, but suddenly thought, "You just throw the whole ginger into the ginger soup? Or smash it into a machine."

"Oh, by the way, it can still be smashed." An Min was reminded by him, and only then did he remember that he could use a crusher. Suddenly, he felt that he had exposed himself, and hugged his wet sheets and the removed quilt cover Get out of the house quickly.

Zhuang Shu squinted his eyes: this ginger is shredded, he ate a few just now, it must not be cut by a kitchen knife, nor is it a shredding tool, she can cut ginger into thin shreds... I am terrified when I think about it.