Yi Siwei changed his clothes, quickened his pace, and while running over, he wrapped his stethoscope around the back of his neck.A colleague came from the other side, joined him, and the two of them ran outside together.
Although 80% of them are dead, even if they are facing the wounded immediately, they will not talk about heavy topics.Strictly speaking, this is not cold-blooded, but simply calm.If you don't calm your own heart, it will be difficult to save the hearts of others.
The colleague said: "You just went back to rest, right? You came so soon? I heard that you have been on duty for many days. Why are you working so hard?"
Yi Si violated his words and said concisely: "It's okay."
The two rushed over quickly.
It will be a long time before coming out of the busy work.There were other matters in the department, so Yi Siwei went back first, and was busy until the sun was bright, and he didn't have time to sleep, so he went directly to make rounds.Now that there are more patients to be responsible for and new jobs to accept, the time has not relaxed at all.
He worked until noon, and the resident doctor asked him if he wanted to help bring meals.Yi Siwei thought for a long time, but still refused, the day before was too thrilling.First, I worked overtime for several days in a row, and after arriving at the hotel for less than half an hour, my head was in a mess and I didn't fall asleep at all. I drove directly to the airport, and then I had an unprecedented and milestone anger.He must have lost oxygen to the heart muscle.
Immediately afterwards, without stopping, went to work in the hospital again.Read literature in the middle of the night, work during the day, and squeeze out a little time to fall asleep in the narrow gap to maintain the normal functioning of the body.It has been like this for so many years.
Is this suicide?Yi Siwei thought belatedly.Is he actually torturing himself?
Absorbing pain like a sponge, but secretly leaping inwardly, pursuing the feeling of exhaustion, as if there was a hysterical child in the body, yelling hungrily: "Give me pain, let me suffer."
At lunch time, the colleague met at night knocked on the door and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together.
They took the elevator downstairs together and chatted about things in the workplace.The colleague said: "It's still useful to take a break. You look much better now. A few days ago, you looked like a dead person, no, it's completely dead——"
Yi Siwei was looking at his mobile phone, raised his head and said with a smile: "Here, don't always say that you are not dead." He was replying to a message, and Mouli sent him a WeChat message, asking him, "Can this be thrown away?", pictureIt's his scented candle.Yi Siwei didn't understand why she liked to invade other people's space so much.But he knew that she didn't do it deliberately, and Mouli didn't do it because she knew it could destroy a person.
He typed back to her: "Okay."
"There are no patients." On this side, in real life, colleagues are chatting, "Did you go home and sleep?"
"Huh? Didn't sleep." Yi Siwei told the truth hastily.
"As expected of the 'King of Scrolls'. Are you doing well now, what about after that? Continue to publish articles?"
"I'm not suitable for scientific research." Yi Siwei is not short of money, nor does he have any desire for fame or fortune.
The elevator doors opened and he stepped out.
Had lunch and took a break in the office.The doctor who shared the office came in and saw that he was dozing off, so he deliberately slowed down his steps.But in fact, Yi Siwei didn't fall asleep at all.
During off-duty hours, Yi Siwei rarely left on time, luckily, he didn't answer the phone temporarily on the way.He put on sunglasses, only a thin black knit jacket over his white T-shirt, and walked out like this.Just as he was about to cross the road, a beautiful and luxurious sports car stopped in front of him.
After all, he still likes cars, so he took another look.It turned out to be Mouli.
When he sat on it, Yi Siwei said, "What are you doing downstairs from my house?"
Mouli added some perfume and said casually, "I didn't stop downstairs at your house, did I?"
"In the past, at night. When I came back from get off work, you parked opposite the convenience store, right?" Yi Siwei said.At that time, he seldom went home, much less than now. When he went back one night, a car was parked opposite.A bad car has all kinds of strange things, but a good car can last for thousands of years.At that time, he was thinking that it was a car that could burn enough money.
She had already started the car, without expression, with a natural and frank look: "I don't remember."
They parked the car outside the mall, and the two of them went to buy ingredients together, preparing to go home and cook.After getting out of the car, Yi Siwei noticed that Mouli had changed her dressing style.Today she is not as refined as usual, with a simple striped top and jeans, a windbreaker over it, and she doesn't even take off her glasses.For her, it's all about the home route.
Yi Siwei watched it for a long time, and she asked, "What's wrong? You think I'm sloppy?"
He said, "No."
Mouli stared at him, then suddenly lowered her head and smiled.Yi Siwei asked: "What's wrong?" But she raised her head again and asked solemnly: "Are you asking a question?"
"Well," Yi Siwei was picking up the shopping cart and looked over unexpectedly.
She said softly: "This is your advantage."
"What?"
Mouli likes to misinterpret people's meaning and say difficult things, and she is used to it.But Yi Siwei would deny it every time, and he was never impatient.It's a sign of caring about other people's feelings."That's the second question," she said.
They go into the supermarket.In the mutual understanding game, it was Mouli's turn to ask the question: "Do you really not know Nanguo?"
After such a long time, Mouli is still brooding over this matter.Yi Siwei has never considered lying, the nature of this game should not be cheating.You can try to avoid questions you don't want to answer, but there's no point in lying.He said: "I didn't...ask her name. She didn't ask me either. The training class only has Chinese classes in the last semester. I've never met her before."
He'd seen it, in the hallway, maybe elsewhere.It's just that he didn't remember it.Mouli didn't bother to argue.
Yi Siwei suddenly thought of something and reached out for his phone.He flipped through it for a long time, didn't even respond to the aunt's sales in the tasting area, and ignored people passing by—normally, such rude things would never happen to him.
Finally, he handed the phone to Mouli.
It was a selfie of Yi Siwei's dead-eye view of a straight man without a filter.He was not the only one who entered the mirror, there were also two or three other strange faces.According to him: "Students from school came to play with me between classes." For them, it should be a natural thing for them to take selfies together among friends.For Yi Siwei, it was natural to greet someone at the same table who had talked to him a few times suddenly.
Mouli knew that Nanguo hated taking pictures and was very sensitive.However, in this photo, she is still in the mirror.
Mouli said: "Send it to me. Cover up the others first, anyway, you can edit the picture."
They went to the fresh food section and bought a lot of ingredients.Mouli was in charge of tasting, and then nodded and shook her head to Yi Siwei to express her opinion.He is in charge of carrying things.
That night, they chatted a little more.
Yi Siwei said, "Where do you plan to live in the future?"
Mouli said, "Not sure yet. What's your current annual salary?"
Yi Si violated a number: "What do you want to eat today?"
It’s okay, it doesn’t really matter more or less.Mouli said, "Cake. How much insurance did you buy?"
It's time for the drinks section.Yi Siwei reported another number: "Do you want something to drink?"
Mouli said, "I want some tea, take a two-liter bottle. Why have you waited so long to come to me? I was ready to go to Universal Studios Hollywood."
They've gone to line up to checkout.At this time, there are not many people shopping, and the queue is not long.Yi Siwei took the product out of the shopping cart, turned the side with the barcode up, and handed it to a place within easy reach of the cashier.He didn't answer in a hurry, and he said after a while: "I didn't want to come to you at first."
Mouli looked at him for a long time, and only said, "Really."
She seemed uninterested and remained motionless, watching him pull out his card, open the fold-out shopping bag, and finish these trivial tasks.
Instead, Yi Siwei looked up at her.
"Are you angry?" he asked.
"I didn't want to come, but I came anyway. It's better this way." She also raised her eyelids, "Are you not interested in me?"
"Why do you say that?"
"None of the important things you're asking about."
"No," Yi Siwei said, "It's just that I know everything."
Mouli smiled, although it was very bright, but it was actually a smile that only mocked the other party's overreaching: "'You know everything about me'?"
Yi Siwei picked up the shopping bag, looked at the receipt, and replied, "It's 'I know what you want me to know'. If you don't want me to know, I don't want to know either."
He only looked back at her when he said the second half of the sentence, but it was only to ask where the car keys were, and his expression was too calm, which was a bit staggering.
After returning home, Yi Siwei cooked with very little salt.Mouli ate it all, and told him by the way that it was delicious.It's not emotional, it's simply that her standards for judging deliciousness are rather strange.He was sleepy to death, and he could still cook while stumbling, which was the delicious part.
After taking a bath, Yi Siwei lay down on the bed.He doesn't wear blindfolds when Moule is there.I haven't rested for a long time before my head touches the pillow, and the drowsiness is overwhelming.
After reading the industry information, she put away her mobile phone and called him softly: "Yi Siwei." He opened his eyes again, exhausted to the extreme, but still lowered his voice and asked patiently: "What's wrong?"
Mouli didn't speak, just stared at him and smiled in the floor lamp.He suddenly closed his eyes and opened them again, as if relying on this to get rid of sleepiness, Yi Siwei frowned, not serious, but thinking about where the condom is, his tone was still very gentle, even a little vague as if he had just woken up: "WillDo?"
She stretched out her hand, crossed his side, hugged it and moved closer, pressing her face to him.
Mouli said, "Sleep."
He was blinded for a few seconds, and finally hugged her, a little clumsily, and hugged her very slowly.After a while, she made a voice: "It's too tight, it's strangling me." This person is too indifferent to his own strength.Startled, he quickly let go.Both of them laughed softly.
The next morning, Yi Siwei went to work refreshed.Mouli sat on the bed, her black hair messily draped down.She asked sleepily, "Have you had enough sleep?"
Yi Siwei replied with a serious expression: "Resurrected."
"Very well, go to work," she said, "you have work to do afterwards."
He thought she meant being a doctor.
When he was on duty, Yi Siwei didn't look at his phone, and when he took it out, he found many missed calls.He didn't know this number, but this dialing method seemed familiar.In addition, the eldest sister also sent a message.
Yi Silu said, "Mom asked to answer the phone."
No surprise at all.
In the eyes of Yi Siwei, the eldest son, his mother is a beauty-loving person with a bad temper, but not a bad person.Since she was a child, her family was well-off, which gave her confidence.However, mother also has her own stubbornness.When she quarreled with her husband, even though she had to do unsuitable work every day, she never asked anyone for help, and she took on the task of taking care of the children alone.
Later, she remarried and divorced, and she is probably single recently, and seems to have opened her own clothing store.
Every time call mother, always have to listen for a long time in one breath.Yi Siwei was going to contact him when he was free, but Yi Silu sent another message telling him that his mother had landed in the city where they were.
Why?Yi Siwei was at a loss.
He texted Mouli to let her know she'd be busy this week.A doctor with senior qualifications can probably take more vacations. A young man like him must work more.However, this time it was not due to diligence.Yi Siwei said, "I don't know what happened, but my mother came here suddenly."
Mouli's answer was even more surprising: "I contacted her."
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