The hand held by him trembled uncontrollably, Xun Yuming felt like sitting on pins and needles, his gaze fell out of the window in vain, and he dared not move or speak.
Zhuang Yi touched the ring, squeezed it a little harder, and let go of it.
The cabin was as quiet as water, and the air was so dense that it was suffocating. Xun Yuming's palm was wet with sweat, and he silently moved his hand away by opening the window. The night wind rushed in suddenly, shaking the broken hair on his forehead, revealing those bright eyes, stained with melancholy.
The car was about to change lanes, Zhuang Yi turned his head to look at the right rearview mirror, caught a glimpse of his expression, and suddenly understood what was going on.
The little ears have grown up, and now he looks like an elite, unruffled in the emergency department, commanding in the operating room, even the clothes are not as rustic as before, and he is completely different from the old trousers who are always shorter people.
These are not surprising, the years are a ruthless carving knife, carving people into thousands of shapes.
But there was a change that Zhuang Yi couldn't explain clearly, and it haunted his heart all the time. This kind of feeling planted an anchor in his mind, and it often appeared before his eyes, but it was vague and indistinguishable, making it difficult to sleep and eat.
Just now, he suddenly understood that it was melancholy.
Xun Yuming is withdrawn by nature and has never been a gregarious person, but even when he was working and studying everywhere and living the most difficult life, he has never been as melancholy as he is now.
Zhuang Yi twitched his left ring finger, drove the car downstairs, and asked, "Did Lao Chen tell you about investment promotion?"
"Investment invitation?" Xun Yuming came back to his senses, sat upright and said, "No, he didn't mention any investment invitation to me."
Zhuang Yi knew that Lao Chen was unreliable, and said: "Your laboratory funding will not be approved for a while. Lao Chen means to openly attract investment."
"What do you mean by public investment invitation?" Xun Yuming frowned, and his tone became a little more impatient: "This is a scientific research project, not a fish market."
Their attitude towards academics made Xun Yuming couldn't help but want to scold others.
Fortunately he won't.
Zhuang Yi saw his complexion suddenly changed, with anger in his brows, and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, listen to me. Although this matter was proposed by Lao Chen, I also agree..."
"You agree too?"
It’s okay if he didn’t say anything, but Xun Yuming suddenly became angry when he said it, “Why do you agree? What does our scientific research project outside of God have to do with you?”
What does the matter of looking for Yuming have to do with him, Zhuang Yi
Hearing this, Zhuang Yi's face darkened unknowingly, and he said, "I'm meddling in my own business and worrying about it. If it wasn't for the outpatient funds for the psychological clinic, I wouldn't bother."
He also knew that he had robbed the funds, Xun Yuming sneered and said, "If you hadn't robbed the funds, there would be nothing like this now."
"I didn't rob you." Zhuang Yi said patiently, "The hospital approved my funds. If you have any questions, you can find them. How much do you think I want to be affiliated with the hospital?"
Xun Yu couldn't argue with him clearly, and the financial matter was like a thorn between the two of them, no amount of ambiguity could make up for it. He couldn't stay any longer, and turned to pick the tab, but the car was locked and wouldn't move. He straightened his neck, glanced at Zhuang Yi, and said, "Open the door."
Zhuang Yi was furious, and kindly helped him raise funds, but unexpectedly he was robbed of his money, and he pressed the unlock button in half anger.
"I'll pay you back the money tomorrow." Xun Yuming pushed the door open and ran into the community without looking back.
Looking at his back, Zhuang Yi punched the center console with his fist, and the two broke up after a quarrel.
Xun Yuming went home and took a shower, took off the ring and threw it into the trash, and fell asleep in anger.
Early the next morning, he got up to make himself a bowl of porridge, and couldn't help but look at the trash can while eating. After hesitating for a long time, he picked out the ring again, washed it and put it in the drawer.
After eating breakfast, Xun Yuming went to the mobile phone shop near the hospital to repair his mobile phone. He opened the door and went in. Behind the glass counter, a man eating pancake fruit nodded to him and asked, "What to buy?"
"My phone won't turn on." Xun Yuming handed him the phone, "Can you see if it can be repaired?"
The man put down the breakfast in his hand, connected the mobile phone data cable to the computer, and said: "If it is expensive to repair, just changing the screen is not cheap, just buy a new one."
Xun Yuming was eager to use it, and didn't bother to bargain with him, so he asked him to get a new mobile phone and pay for it himself. While helping him back up, the boss asked, "Do you still want these text messages in your draft box?"
"Yes!" Xun Yuming seemed extremely nervous, and repeatedly said, "I want more, don't lose it to me!"
"Don't worry." The boss agreed, and muttered to himself, "The file is too big, it will take a while."
Xun Yuming has a decompressive laminectomy this afternoon, and he has to check on Qin Xueyan's situation, and the most important thing is to ask Lao Chen about the investment promotion of his laboratory. He was so anxious that he waited for the boss to fix it, and hurried to work with two mobile phones, a new one and an old one.
At this time, the nurse was making ward rounds and distributing medicines. There were not many people in the yard, and the surrounding was extremely quiet, except for the chirping of birds.
He went in through the back door, passed the grape trellis, and saw a young man curled up on the open-air bench, looking unwell.
Xun Yuming became curious, fearing that some patient had an emergency when he came out for a walk, so he went over and patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "Hello, what's wrong with you?"
The man moved, sat up sleepily, waved his hands and said, "No...it's okay, I was waiting for someone, and accidentally fell asleep."
He was pale and haggard, and the blue T-shirt he was wearing was like a face pocket, hanging empty on his body.
Xun Yuming said: "Are you here to see a doctor? You look a little anemic."
"I'm fine." The man stood up leaning on the back of the chair, and said, "I just donated blood, I'll be fine after a while."
"Then...be careful." After taking two steps, he was still worried, and he came back to persuade him, "You should go to the outpatient clinic, which is in the front building, and tell the doctor on duty that Dr. Xun asked you to go."
"Looking for... Doctor Yuming?" The man suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling.
Xun Yuming nodded slightly, and asked curiously, "You know me?"
"I just came to ask you to register!" The man was full of surprise, and grabbed his arm without letting go: "Your account is too difficult to register. My family is hospitalized, and a doctor surnamed Liu showed it to you. I feel He's not very good, can you help me to see it? I'm sorry to trouble you!"
"Doctor Liu is also the chief physician, so he should be fine." Xun Yuming has made many enemies in the hospital, and he doesn't want to offend others needlessly. "Well, you send me the film at night, and I'll help you see it."
He took out the post-it note that he carried with him, wrote him an email address, told him to go to the outpatient clinic to see a doctor, and hurried to the ward building.
But the man caught up and said furtively, "Wait a while, look for the doctor! I just heard someone inside that there seems to be something... people from the medical department are looking for you, and they look very serious."
Xun Yuming was startled, thanked him, took out his mobile phone and called Cen Ji.
The latter quickly ran out of the ward building, dragged him to the small garden, saw no one around, and said in a low voice: "You have come to master, two people came from the medical administration department this morning, looking for Lao Chen. I heard someone filed a complaint against you!"
"Complain to me?" Xun Yuming's heart skipped a beat, and the bowl of oatmeal porridge in the morning was stuffed in his stomach, turning over, "Did you say why you complained?"
Cen Ji shook his head and said, "Nothing. They first looked for Lao Chen, and after Lao Chen went to work, they found you again. Right now, they are sitting in the conference room waiting for you."
Xun Yuming was apprehensive, turned around and walked towards the administration building, Cen Ji grabbed him and said, "Why are you going?"
"Go to them." The ones who should come will always come, Xun Yuming knows that he can't hide, and there is nothing to hide, "You have to ask clearly about everything."
"You'd better not go." Cen Ji pulled him to the path behind the grape arbor, "Old Chen is not here, if they ask you something, no one can help you."
He was too strong, and Xun Yuming couldn't free his hand, so he could only ask: "Where are you taking me?"
Cen Ji pointed to the front and said, "The psychological outpatient clinic opened just after renovation yesterday. Go there and avoid it. I'll tell them that you're going for psychological counseling. We'll talk about it when Lao Chen comes."
Xun Yuming remembered that he had just quarreled with Zhuang Yi last night, and he was embarrassed to face him, not to mention that he was not afraid of the shadow slanting. But what Cen Ji said was indeed reasonable, it would be disadvantageous for Lao Chen not to meet with the people from the Medical Administration Office alone, if there is nothing to do but leave something to talk about, it will not be clear in the future.
Walking slowly to the door, Xun Yuming hesitated whether to go in or not.
Cen Ji didn't care about anything, pushed him into the room, and asked the little girl in charge of reception: "Hi, is Dr. Zhuang here?"
Chen Linlin happened to go downstairs, saw Xun Yuming, and asked with a smile, "Doctor Xun, why are you here?"
"You came just in time!" Seeing him, Cen Ji briefly explained the cause and effect, and instructed, "Call your dad quickly and ask him where he has been. I'll go back first, they are still waiting."
Chen Linlin hurriedly dialed Lao Chen's phone, but there was no answer for the time being, Xun Yuming asked him, "Is Zhuang Yi not here?"
"He's out on errands, and he'll be here in a while." Asking the front desk to pour him a glass of water, Chen Linlin said comfortingly, "Don't worry, my dad's phone is silent all day long. When he sees my missed call, he will definitely come back. "
Xun Yuming reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Maybe I went to the city for a meeting. It should be fine." Even though he said that, he couldn't stop feeling flustered.
Chen Linlin sat with him for a while, and then said, "Why don't you go to Mr. Zhuang's office and wait, and I'll take you there."
Xun Yuming wanted to refuse, but seeing that Chen Linlin had already climbed the stairs, he had no choice but to follow.
Zhuang Yi's consultation room was remodeled from two connected villas next to the hospital. The decoration style is simple and warm, with warm-colored wood everywhere. His private office is on the second floor. Chen Linlin sent him in and said, "Wait a while, I'll try to make a call again."
Xun Yuming nodded and closed the door, he was the only one left in the room.
This room is a suite, the area is not very big, there is a window opposite the door. Xun Yuming opened the curtains, and the hospital ward building was in the distance, and he couldn't see the situation there clearly from a distance.
He turned around and saw three metal photo frames on the table. On the left was a group photo of Zhuang Yi with his parents and family. In the middle was a picture of him holding the trophy ribbon fluttering when he won the NCAA championship. The people in the photo were young and energetic.
Xun Yuming stroked the figure on the photo, sighed, and moved his eyes to the right, but only saw a piece of white paper.
He frowned, picked up the photo frame, and the door suddenly opened.
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