To say that Mouli's biggest change is probably on the skin.She looks exquisite, her family is well-off, and she is never stingy with spending for herself, so she is very generous in her clothes and dresses, and she has a good aesthetic. She used to be very outstanding.However, it is different now.
After immersing herself in the society, she is still beautiful. Compared with before, she has abandoned some of the dark styles of her student days, and is more integrated into the people around her.Makeup is more ordinary, clothing is more expensive, and at first glance the sociality is getting stronger, but the deception is bound to increase in the dark.
She smiled and greeted the people in the ward: "I will ask the doctor to be more careful in the future."
As the medical staff with the most right to speak, and also the leader of the operation, the professor who is the surgeon said in a regular manner: "Of course."
Zhou Yushu smiled at Mo Wuli, stretched out his hand gently, spread it out on the quilt, and said with a muttering smile: "I've said it, it's all right. It's not that serious."
Although he was still very nervous when he saw the doctor some time ago.
The nurse naturally made a way out so that Mouli could approach the hospital bed in a straight line.Mo Wuli stood beside the hospital bed and held Zhou Yushu's hand.The two smiled at each other, the twinkling rings on their ring fingers.
Zhou Jingru asked the professor: "We have a board of directors that needs his vote to be held. Can we still push the operation?"
"It must be..." The professor turned sideways subconsciously, wanting to smile with Yi Siwei next to him, but unexpectedly, his favorite student was a little too serious today, so he could only say to himself, "It's not appropriate."
Yi Siwei turned over the tablet computer, handed it to the professor, and handed the printed paper documents to the patient and family members.During the whole process, his actions were very smooth, calm, and nothing unusual.
The professor began to explain the specific operation situation.There are many medical terms, but they will also be clearly explained in plain language.The family members of the patient were listening carefully and asking questions intermittently to understand what was going on.
Zhou Yushu had already tasted the pain of cardiac arrest, and was about to undergo surgery in a few days, so he was listening at this time.I don't know if it's because of training abroad all the year round, but he looks a bit Asian, with wheat-colored skin and a baby face.Beside him, Mouli held his hand tightly like an excellent sedative.They are young, beautiful, well-matched, well-dressed, and able to afford VIP wards.
What an enviable couple.
During the explanation of the operation, Yi Siwei stood by the professor's side and sometimes nodded slightly, which was a kind of reassuring echo.For a week, he slept for less than twenty hours. He was very sleepy and very tired, but his mind was clearer than ever, and his heartbeat was too sudden.This is a signal to rest, not a good omen, but now he has no time to think about it.
Yi Siwei lowered his head, suddenly, he felt a gaze.
The chief surgeon was talking about the crucial life-saving operation, Mouli held her husband's hand, and stared intently at the people around the specialist.
At this time, on this occasion, other people are also there.Sunlight fell from the window, Mouli looked at Yi Siwei, the inner eyeliner made the iris color especially thin.She likes to look up and down, or stare at people, the corners of her mouth are raised very shallowly, it is difficult to judge the intention.
Yi Siwei glanced at her.The professor was asking him to schedule a shift, but he easily looked away, and without delay, he took the computer back temporarily, helped him adjust to the interface, and then returned it.Looking up again, she was still staring at him.Yi Siwei didn't shy away from it, and looked straight at her without expression.
Hearing the details of the heart valve, Zhou Yushu's face was expressionless, and he was still a little uneasy, so he subconsciously increased his strength.
The hand was clenched, and Mouli was not in a hurry, nor did she bow her head, she gently stroked the back of his hand with her thumb.When Zhou Yushu raised her head, she lowered her face, her gaze entwined like glue.
The professor said the closing line: "... that's about it. Four hours of surgery, we'll definitely do our best."
The patient who listened was silent.At this time, it is not easy for them to express any opinions.
After a while, Zhou Jingru asked again: "Can't it be postponed?"
This time it was not the doctor who answered.Mo Wuli frowned, looked at Zhou Jingru who was on the opposite side of the hospital bed, and said, "The doctor has already said that the situation is very critical and cannot be delayed."
Zhou Jingru ignored her and continued to look at the chief surgeon.The professor said cautiously: "When you come to our department, we should give priority to treatment."
"Okay." Zhou Jingru was not much older than his younger brother, but his aura was completely different. Even though today was a day off, he was still wearing a work shirt and trousers, as if he had just come from the company.After hearing the doctor's reply, he turned his head and looked in Mouli's direction, but he didn't look at her, and said as if shouting from the air, "People whose surname is not Zhou naturally don't have to think so much. I want to work for the companyBe responsible, don’t take it for granted. Just ask more questions, everything is based on Ah Shu’s body. If the doctor says no, of course I can’t.”
Seeing that the two family members were at war, the hospital was calm.There are only a few major events in life. This is the place where life and death happen the most every day. What haven't they seen?
Zhou Yushu smoothed things over: "I can only abstain. If the date can be changed, then you can coordinate it at that time."
Zhou Jingru nodded, and tucked the quilt up for him: "You should treat the illness with peace of mind. Don't worry, I will take care of it."
After the preoperative talk was over, Yi Siwei followed the professor out.They walked into the elevator and pressed the floor.
Yi Siwei took off his work permit, followed the direction, and put it on again.
The professor intentionally chatted, and while he was applying for his certificate, he intentionally asked "what are the most common signs of decompensated heart failure", and then got Yi Siwei's answer "don't ask now".The two people were talking, the elevator door closed, and the elevator that was supposed to descend was still at a standstill.Half a second later, the door opened again.
Someone outside pressed a button in the same direction.
Mouli walked in and took the same elevator as them.She greeted the professor with a smile.The professor also nodded.The elevator descends.She suddenly said, "Did you not eat well?"
"Ah?" The professor suddenly became suspicious.
Yi Siwei was looking at his phone and raised his head blankly.Mouli turned sideways and looked at him with a smile.
No one spoke.
"You don't remember me? Yi Siwei," Mouli said, "We were in the same class when we were undergraduates, and I was in my sophomore year."
How could you not remember.
The professor alternately looked at the two of them back and forth.Yi Siwei was silent for a moment, then replied: "Hello."
The professor suddenly realized, and immediately mentioned the university where Yi Siwei studied for both undergraduate and master studies, and asked, "You are also from there? Then you are also a medical student?"
"I went abroad in the middle, and then I just read it outside." Mouli took out the business card from her bag, turned around with a smile, and handed it over with both hands.
The elevator stopped at the middle floor, and Yi Siwei greeted the two of them.Out of politeness, he smiled quickly, but immediately returned to his original state, making the smile even more fake.
Before the handover is complete, he still has countless work to do.
There was an extra operation on this day, so Yi Siwei could only temporarily contact the anesthetist, coordinate with the superior doctor, and went to the professor's consultation for a while in the middle, and was busy all day.
Back in the duty room, it was midnight again, and I had to continue working.There was a knock on the door.He thought it was something urgent, and wondered why he didn't call, but when he said "come in", it turned out that the professor came to bring him a midnight snack.
The professor bought fish roe bibimbap, which can be eaten cold.Yi Siwei unpacked the package slowly, and the professor said, "Unexpected."
He was puzzled and looked at the professor.
The professor said excitedly: "Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful classmate in your school. I talked to her today. She didn't read the direct blog in Japan, so she just submitted her resume—"
Yi Siwei opened the drawer, took out his own spoon, and wiped it clean with a disinfectant wipe.He said very bluntly: "Can you let me concentrate on eating?"
"What are you doing!" The professor knew he was joking and didn't take it seriously, but he still pushed him by the shoulder, "Is your university very gloomy? You are the kind of person who can't make friends with all your brains! I remember that you often do very well in exams.Well, you sure haven't played much, have you?"
Having fulfilled his duty of caring for the younger generation, the professor is about to leave.Yi Siwei suddenly said, "Say it."
"say what?"
"Mouli," Yi Siwei said calmly, "what's wrong with her?"
The professor revealed some content of chatting with Mouli in the afternoon: "...In those few years, Yaodai was able to make a lot of money, especially she was in Korea, and she had connections in Japan and China. But people like her are very rare, luckWell, I am also very capable. Is this considered to have earned other people's lifetime money? She said she bought a "little bit" house, and I guess more than "a little bit". Looking at the business card she gave me, it should be that she has not left the job.Now in management."
Yi Siwei didn't respond, but just listened quietly.
The door was knocked again, it was the colleague who was going to take over as the hospital chief came in to ask about work.The professor didn't want to stay too long, so he left after chatting a few words.
It is said to be free, but in this line of work, there is basically no concept of leisure.
Yi Siwei packed his things and returned home after a long absence.After taking up work, he has moved several times, and now the apartment is also rented.The rent is not low, but the apartment type is the type he likes.The work is very busy, and there are very few returns.
After that, the frequency of hospitalization will decrease, and he should be able to come back a few times when he has time to clean up.
There was a date in the evening, and the uncle met with grandfather on a motorcycle came by plane to attend daughter's wedding.Rarely free, Yi Siwei simply made an appointment with him to eat roasted venison, and included a gift money by the way.
The uncle came to pick him up in his son-in-law's car, a cool off-road vehicle.Yi Siwei sat down with a smile.
Venison is not eaten everywhere, and the business in the store is very good.They went late and there was only one spot left.Yi Siwei only eats uncle's barbecue.He wanted to help, but instead he made his uncle unhappy, making his uncle bearded and stared at: "If others want to take care of you, you should lead them obediently!" Yi Siwei just laughed and ate the meat silently.
Neither of them drank.Uncle wanted to have a few drinks, but had no choice but to drive here.
Yi Siwei got up to pour water, stood in front of the water purifier, and by chance, he saw a horizontal seat in the distance.
Mouli's long hair was coiled up, she was wearing a royal blue long dress, and a knit sweater of the same cool color. She held a cigarette between her fingertips and smoked it bit by bit.
The person sitting opposite her was none other than Zhou Jingru, who was grilling meat, and delivered the venison that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside to her plate.
That person was not Zhou Yushu who was wearing a wedding ring with Mo Wuli, but his older brother Zhou Jingru.He rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, seeing that Mouli didn't eat it, he took the lettuce, wrapped the venison tightly, and brought it to Mouli's mouth with his own hands.
She shook her head, put her cigarette-holding hand against her face, and used her vacant little finger to brush through the broken hair and circle it behind her ear.
Zhou Jingru passed the ashtray over, probably trying to persuade her to put it out.She did, too.
Such an intimate behavior does not seem normal.
However, it has nothing to do with him.
Yi Siwei turned and walked away.
He returned to his seat, and his uncle went to the bathroom. When he came back, he felt that there were too many rules in big cities, and smoking was still controlled indoors.Yi Siwei was distracted, and didn't listen for a while, and finally came to his senses, smiled slightly, and asked, "Huh?"
He didn't make it to the end of this meal.The colleague who handed over the work called temporarily, and there were some things he couldn't handle clearly, and he was in a rush to ask for it, so Yi Siwei had to rush back.He apologized to his uncle, called an online car-hailing car first, and went to check out before leaving.
The boss was handling the order, and Yi Siwei stood behind the counter and waited.Even when he was in a hurry, he never got angry and was never aggressive or rude to anyone.
There was a touch behind his back, he turned his head, and Mouli was standing behind him.She was alone, with her hand still hanging in the air, pinching a long hair with her fingertips.He has been to many places in this suit today, and he may have stuck it somewhere.
Yi Siwei looked at her, her bones were perfect, her facial features were outstanding, her miraculous complexion fit perfectly, it was hard to read, but it made people feel the slightly hidden anger underneath.He stared at Mouli coldly, it was incomplete disgust and groping in restraint.However, she didn't care at all.
Mouli said: "Your hospital gown has a good fit. You look good in it."
Is she provoking him?
Yi Siwei said, "Did you poison your husband?" Theoretically speaking, if cytotoxic drugs can be cultivated, Zhou Yushu's disease could also be man-made.
What a funny joke.Mouli opened her eyes wide, then raised her eyebrows, and gradually revealed a smile.She is really beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, and ecstatic.
"That's right." Mouli looked at him, as if tender and affectionate, "If I didn't do this, how could I come to you?"
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