Tian Yuan smiled, held his arm to stand firm, and let out a long breath. When you are extremely tired, someone supports you, which is more touching than anything else. When I'm tired, let's go home. In ordinary words, just when he's too tired to stand still, we will capture his heart. This is the most down-to-earth and most simple concern. It doesn't need to be too gorgeous, and it doesn't need to be lavish, but it can move people the most. He was tired, a support, a hug, a cup of hot tea, all made him love it.
Surgery is like fighting a war. Every time, it is a race against time and death. He grabbed another one, which deserves congratulations. It's tiring, but worth it. There is nothing more proud of being a doctor than seeing a patient recover and leave the hospital.
"Doctor Tian, hurry up, the second operating room is understaffed, and the patient is critically ill."
The little nurse rushed out again, and Tian Yuan immediately seemed to be slapped with chicken blood. The exhaustion that had come out of his bones just now was swept away. He pushed Pan Lei's hand away and tore off the surgical gown. Just follow the nurse.
"This still makes it impossible for people to live? The patients have been rescued, and you are tired and paralyzed."
Pan Lei yelled angrily, others didn't feel bad, he felt bad. This guy in his family is not a borrowed donkey, working day and night.
The surgeon is always the busiest and hardest person in the hospital. After performing two operations in one breath, when the patient was pushed out of the operating room, Tian Yuan felt that his body could not bear it any more. At the last second, he almost fainted in the operating room.
The nurse helped him out of the operating room, and he slid down the wall and couldn't get up again.
The nurse took off his surgical gown and took off his hat. His face was soaked in sweat, and under the shadowless lamp, it was blue and white. People are like being fished out of water.
Pan Lei squatted beside him, took off his own coat, put it on Tian Yuan's body, picked up his knees, wrapped his arms around his waist, and hugged him with a little force.
Tian Yuan took a breath, and when he saw it was him, he could no longer maintain a smile on his face. His head rested feebly on his shoulder.
"Send me back to the office, it will be dawn soon, and I won't go back. You go back."
Pan Lei endured anger and distress. People in his family, others don't care about him. He was distressed, and looking at his loss of strength, his heart felt like being beaten. I didn't even change the surgical gown when I held him, I just carried him home.
Tian Yuan was drowsy and felt he got into the car. He closed his eyes and squinted for a while. Now give him a bed and he can sleep until tomorrow morning. Exhausted, his body is really not good, where is this, after the two operations, he is about to die. Really need exercise.
As soon as the car stopped, he opened his eyes and saw the community where he lived. Pan Lei paid for the car. He opened the door and was about to go down, hurry home, he had to go to work at dawn, and it was only a few hours away.
"do not move!"
Pan Lei roared, and Tian Yuan kept his posture of opening the door with one hand and going down with one foot, and looked at Pan Lei with his neck tilted. Why, why are you yelling at him so loudly? If you want to be a rogue, can't you wait for his spirits to recover
Pan Lei frowned and got out of the car quickly. He went around to his side, opened the car door, and picked him up at his waist, holding him tightly in his arms.
Tian Yuan was a little funny, he didn't let him move, he just wanted to hug him
"I'm just in low spirits, and I didn't break my legs and feet. Why are you so careful. Let me down, it's not a girl's house, that big man likes to be hugged by a princess."
Pan Lei glared at him fiercely, opened the door and threw him onto the bed.
"Hurry up and take off your clothes. It smells of blood and disinfectant again. It smells bad. Take it off and go to bed quickly."
His brows were all wrinkled into a word of Sichuan, and there was no laughing expression. The seriousness was as serious as training his recruits, getting dressed and getting up with luggage to assemble within five minutes.
Tian Yuan looked at him and took off the surgical gown.
"What are you doing to kill me? I asked you to wait for me in the middle of the night? If you don't come back, why are you blaming me for it?"
Pan Lei went to the bathroom to pick up a basin of warm water and heard him complaining.
"I don't want to sleep yet, okay, get dressed, let's go downstairs and take advantage of the fresh air in the morning to run fifty miles to work."
Tian Yuan immediately closed his mouth and ran for fifty miles, and he just died.
Pan Lei squatted down, pulled his feet over, took off his shoes, took off his socks, and put his feet into the basin. Slowly rubbing the soles of his feet, I don't know if he really knows or cheats, pinching and pressing, and he really looks like a foot therapist.
Tian Yuan was taken aback, this treatment was too good, Pan Lei washed his feet? God, since he was five years old, his mother has stopped washing his feet. He is already 30, and Pan Lei will squat down and wash his feet? It's scarier than letting him see ghosts coming out of the morgue.
Every man has this idea. He washes his wife's feet, massages his wife's feet, talks about his parents being short, and then turns off the lights to sleep. It's all a warm picture. , but this kind of thing happened to him, it was too strange. Pan Lei like an uncle, Pan Lei like a bandit, a man who stands up to the sky, as if he is the boss, can he squat down and wash his feet? Is he too tired to dream
The touch of the soles of the feet is not fake, it is really true to wash his feet again. This realization made him throw all his fatigue into the clouds.
"Don't do this, just let me go, I'll do it myself. Go and wash your hands quickly."
Pan Lei squeezed the soles of his feet vigorously, making him hide.
"The water has been spilled out. Be honest and obedient. You stand for too long, and your legs will definitely be unbearable. Burning your feet will help your blood circulation, relieve fatigue, and have a good night's sleep."
His feet were red, and Pan Lei wiped him off with a towel. Then he shook off the quilt and tucked him into the bed.
He patted him, then lowered his head and kissed Tian Yuan's forehead.
"Good, baby, sleep."
Tian Yuan was very moved. After washing his feet, he kissed him like this, as if he had returned to his childhood. His face was a little red, and he lowered his eyes to see the towel. Either way it doesn't look right.
"Where did this towel come from?"
"The sink, not two towels, I just take one."
Tian Yuan took the towel and fell on Pan Lei's face.
"Your uncle's, that's the towel I used to wash my face!"