On the Making of Steamed Bun [Net King]

As night fell, Gan Meiya was standing outside the intensive care unit in a white coat, with her hands in her pockets, looking at the situation through the glass window. The young nurse was busy beside the hospital bed, and she seemed to feel the pain outside the glass window. Gan Meiya took out her mobile phone from her pocket and raised it. The little nurse nodded heavily, raised her hand and patted her chest, then continued to work with her head down. Meiya pursed her lips and smiled, then turned and left.

Walking out of the building of the inpatient department, standing in the courtyard, the silver-white moonlight fell on the grass, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of green grass. Gan Meiya looked around, found a bench at random and sat down, leaning back Leaning back, she looked up at the lone moon hanging in the sky. Although round, she was not accompanied by her. She let out a long breath until there was a tingling pain in her chest, and she couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Teacher." A gentle voice came from not far away.

Gan Meiya was taken aback for a moment, and turned around following the sound, only to see a young man with violet hair in a hospital gown standing under a somewhat dim street light, the dim light reflected on his somewhat pale face, she raised her brows, and responded : "Yukimura-san."

"It's so late, why is Teacher Gan still in the hospital?" The young boy from Yukimura walked slowly, sat beside Gan Meiya, tilted his head to look at Gan Meiya, "Mr. Gan, don't you mind if I sit here?"

"If I say I mind, will Yukimura-san stand up?" Gan Mia asked without answering.

Yukimura smiled with determination on his face: "I can't be a teacher."

"Are you so sure?"

"Because Teacher Gan is a doctor."

Hearing this, Gan Meiya pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth raised a slight arc.

"Is Mr. Gan on duty tonight?" Yukimura asked, leaning back with his hands folded around his chest.

"I had an operation this morning, and it was the most dangerous time at night. Although I am no longer working in the hospital, after all, President Matsushita handed over this patient to me. I am the chief surgeon, so naturally I have to stay in the hospital to deal with emergencies. The situation." Gan Meiya replied with a smile.

"Is this operation the reason why Mr. Gan returned to the hospital?"

"He's a student at our school."

"He is very happy to have such a good teacher as Gan Sensei." Yukimura said lightly.

Gan Meiya glanced at the handsome boy who was as elegant as an iris flower, and the smile on her lips grew stronger: "You are also very happy to have such good teammates as Xiao Er and the others."

"Hehe...that's right." Yukimura lowered his eyes and responded, the young man suddenly thought of something, and laughed along with Gan Meiya, "Does the little Er mentioned by Teacher Gan refer to Lian Er?"

"Smart." Gan Meiya nodded.

"What about Miss Ren?" Yukimura continued to ask.

"Xiao Lian."

"Shouldn't it be the young lady?"

"A girl's family name is too ugly, and I don't know what the couple in the Liu family think, they actually named their daughter this name."

"..."

"Are you right, Yukimura-san?" Gan Miya tilted her head to look at Yukimura, and asked a question with a smile.

Yukimura smiled without saying a word.

The brief silence gradually spread between the two, a gust of wind came slowly, carrying the hot breath of summer, Gan Meiya glanced at the young man who had fallen into silence, pursed her lips, and raised her hand to wipe the wind from her temples. The disheveled hair was brushed behind the ears, and he looked away, looking at the dense grass not far away, and the sound of insects was endless.

Summer nights are beautiful.

After saying goodbye to Yukimura, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Kanmeiya watched him go back to the ward, then turned and went upstairs. The sound of high heels colliding with the ground echoed in the empty stairwell, and the white light above her head elongated her shadow. , shortened, and stretched.Pushing open the heavy door, walked into the ICU ward, changed into clean clothes, pulled up her long hair and put it on her head, put on a mask, and after strict whole-body disinfection at the door, Gan Meiya stepped forward. Entering the ward, the strong smell of formalin stimulated the olfactory nerve.

The little nurse on duty in the ward hurried up to greet her, and said hello, "Are you here?"

"Hmm." Gan Meiya reached out to take the observation report from the little nurse, and asked while flipping through it, "Is there nothing wrong with Okita Shin?"

"It's nothing. So far, the vital signs are all within the standard range." The little nurse said proudly, "I'm here, don't worry."

Gan Meiya squinted at the smug little nurse, closed the observation report in her hand, stuffed it into the little nurse's hand, and patted her shoulder lightly: "Xiao Xun, thank you for your hard work."

"It's work, what about hard work." Xiaoxun said with a smile, "Besides, in our line of work, it's never hard work, it's just life."

Gan Meiya couldn't help chuckling, she raised her hand to pinch the little nurse's round face, and said, "When will you not be poor, you will stop crying."

"Then the heart will be even more bitter." Xiaoxun stuck out her tongue, made a face, heard a nurse's call, left Gan Meiya and ran away.

Gan Meiya smiled, walked to Okita's new hospital bed, looked at the young man's pale face that was almost transparent, the capillaries could be seen clearly, his lips were bloodless, his eyes were closed, and his eyes were as long as a fan. The eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyelids. Although the breathing was a little weak, it was long. One arm was exposed outside the thin quilt, and a needle was stuck in the back of the hand, which was fixed by medical tape. Gan Meiya bent down and gently Tucking the boy's arms into the quilt, she sat on the stool beside the bed, turned her head to look at the monitor, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" A deliberately lowered voice rang in my ear.

"Nothing." Gan Meiya shook her head.

Xiao Xun also moved a stool, sat next to Gan Meiya, stared at the boy lying on the hospital bed, and after a while, she said: "This boy is very good-looking."

"So?" Gan Meiya raised her brows slightly and asked.

"Why don't you think about it?"

"You have too much brains."

"How come! I think he fits your requirements very well. He is handsome, good-natured, and talented. I heard that if it wasn't for this illness, he would be going to participate in the competition." Xiaoxun said, "I will investigate It's clear, don't lie to me."

"He's still underage." Gan Meiya glanced at Xiaoxun.

"What's wrong with being a minor. Don't you just want to borrow..."

"Xiao Xun!"

"I was wrong." Xiaoxun quickly covered her mouth with her hand, looked at Qian Meiya secretly, stretched out a hand and tugged at the corner of her clothes, "Don't be angry, Meiya, don't be angry, I was wrong, I won't say any more. How can he, a brat, be worthy of our doctor."

Gan Meiya glanced back at Xiao Xun, sighed helplessly, poked her forehead lightly, pulled the corner of her clothes out of her hand, and stood up: "I'm going back to the office first. "

"Oh." Xiaoxun stood up, nodded, and followed Gan Meiya towards the door of the ICU ward. She reached out to hold Gan Meiya's arm and whispered, "Meiya, when are you coming back?" ? I'm not used to working with others."

"It's been four months, are you still not used to it?"

"It's different, following you, I feel safe."

"...Thank you for treating me like a woman."

"No, you are the queen."

Gan Meiya squinted Xiao Xun with a hippie smile, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

"Hey, Meiya." Standing at the door of the ward, Xiao Xun suddenly called softly.

Gan Meiya turned her head, only to see the little nurse's gaze fell on the diamond ring on her left middle finger, she bent her finger slightly, and only heard Xiao Xun ask: "Is he treating you well?"

"Huh? Who?" Gan Miya couldn't help being taken aback when she heard the words, and asked back.

"The man who put this ring on you." Xiaoxun raised her eyes and looked at Gan Meiya.

Gan Meiya bit her lower lip lightly, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.

"Meiya, if he treats you well and is worth what you pay, then give up and marry." Xiaoxun raised her hand and patted Ganmei's shoulder, then turned and walked into the ward.

After a while, Gan Meiya raised her head and looked at the busy figure, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a wry smile hung on her lips, she raised her hands to gather some messy hair, and exhaled lightly , put both hands into the pockets of the white coat, and left.

Back in the office, after a simple wash, Gan Meiya lay on the couch in her clothes, staring at the white ceiling. Although her body sent a signal of fatigue to the brain center, she still didn't feel sleepy at all. She patted her face, Out of the corner of her eye, she fell on her left middle finger. Although there was nothing there, there was a circle of skin color that was obviously different from the surrounding ones. She sighed heavily and pinched the center of her brows.

Xiao Xun's words kept echoing in her ears, and the thoughts in her mind were a little confused. Gan Meiya turned over and her eyes fell on the human skeleton model built in the same proportion as the real person in the corner of the office. The empty eye sockets stared at her side, the skull gradually turned into someone's face, Gan Meiya sat up "squeaky", rubbed her eyes, and then looked intently, it was still the same face Hollow eye sockets.

Gan Meiya nestled on the sofa with her legs in her arms, her chin resting on her knees, only to hear a melodious piano piece playing, she was stunned, raised her head, looked at the vibrating mobile phone on the coffee table, a A familiar name appeared on the screen, hesitated again and again, reached out to grab the phone, and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"Are you busy?" A low, charming voice like a double bass came from the other end of the phone.

"...No, I just visited the ward once, and I'm back in the office." Gan Meiya finally pulled herself out of that voice, and replied.

"ready to rest?"

"Ah."

"Did you drink milk?"

"...is drinking." Gan Meiya took a look at the untouched milk placed in the most conspicuous place on the desk, got up quickly, put on her slippers and walked to the desk, grabbed the prepared straw and put it on the sealed bottle Gently poked a hole and held it in my hand.

"No sound was heard."

"...Because when I received your call, it would be impolite to answer the phone while drinking." Gan Meiya regretted why she didn't say "drinking" just now.

"It's ok."

"Oh."

Gan Meiya obediently bit the straw and took a few sips. There was a sound of steady breathing from the other end of the phone. Her brain became hot and she asked, "What are you doing?"

"thinking of you."

The combination of the most common words made Gan Meiya's heart skip a beat. She bit her straw tightly, not daring to take a big breath. The hand holding the milk bottle trembled slightly, and the office fell into a deathly silence. , After a long time, that magnetic voice sounded in my ears again: "What's wrong?"

"I'm drinking milk, it's delicious and mellow." Gan Meiya took a deep breath, suppressed the tingling pain in her heart, and replied.

"...As long as you like it, I still have it at home."

"Ah."

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