"Next, please find a doctor to come up and talk about the operation plan, everyone applauds!"
Applause suddenly sounded, Xun Yuming was startled, the phone jumped in the palm of his hand, "cracked" and rolled down the steps, Dr. Sun passed by the bathroom, and stepped on the screen impartially.
"..."
Old Chen joked: "Look, this is the result of desertion."
Everyone laughed, Dr. Sun picked up the phone and returned it to Xun Yuming: "I'm sorry, Teacher Xun, how about I get you a new one?"
Who is he to blame for throwing himself under the feet of others
"No need." Xun Yuming nodded and took it, and glanced back at Zhuang Yi, who was smiling gloatingly with his head down.
Old Chen coughed lightly, and said, "Don't wink and talk nonsense during the meeting!"
Xun Yuming blushed, put on the air of an expert and professor, walked forward with a laptop in his hand, and said straight to the point: "Hey, everyone. This case is a bit special, because the patient is a child under ten years old. There are definitely difficulties when performing brain awakening surgery."
"So," he pointed to Zhuang Yi in the audience, "We will ask Dr. Zhuang to enter the operating room, as a child psychological counseling expert, to assist us."
Zhuang Yi smiled at him, saw that he turned on the electronic film reader with a slightly blushing face, released a tomographic scan, and introduced: "The patient was hospitalized due to dizziness and vomiting a year and a half ago, and the CT results showed space-occupying lesions in the fourth ventricle. surgery."
"After the first operation, the vomiting symptoms disappeared, but there were new complications such as unsteady walking and double vision. The second operation performed well, and the complications were under control, but it still could not be cured. The patient has been diagnosed It was a diffuse astrocytoma that progressed rapidly."
Four rectangular screens were lit up behind him, on which were images of the patient's brain. The tumor had been marked red, like a burning cloud, almost occupying half of the head.
The lights were turned off, and the meeting room was dark and dim. The CT illuminated half of Xun Yuming's profile, making his complexion paler. How charming he is at this moment, like a sharp knife, professional, confident, serious, shining with a cold light. Zhuang Yi stared at him for a moment, bloodthirsty like a wolf, greedy like a moth.
Xun Yuming glanced at him and everyone present, and said, "Let me introduce the treatment plan. The disease has developed to this point, and a single plan is not enough to cure it, so I have formulated four plans to cooperate."
"First of all, we need to give the patient radiotherapy, which helps to shrink a part of the tumor, and at the same time makes the margins of the lesion more tidy, and it is easier to remove during surgery. Then we start the operation, enter the bilateral frontal lobes, mark the tumor location, and use carbon dioxide Laser knife, removing most of the tumor. And then…”
When he talked about professional content, his speech speed was more than twice as fast as usual, and his thinking was so quick that people couldn't keep up. Everyone in the room, including Lao Chen, was busy taking notes, but Zhuang Yi was the only "outsider".
He doesn't need to be in charge of the operation part, he is turning the pen in his hand, and his eyes follow Xun Yuming who is shining on the podium, looking leisurely and proud, as if he is saying-look, that's what I loved and grew up with Small ears.
"... That's the preliminary plan. The specific situation will not be known until the skull is opened. Do you have any questions?"
Xun Yuming's eyes fell on the auditorium, and he found a raised right hand, he clicked on one at random, it was Dr. Liu from the same department: "Dr. Xun just mentioned that after removing the tumor, radioactive particles should be implanted in the patient's skull. Doesn’t this increase the risk of cancer recurrence? It is important to know that if this substance remains in the body, it will have serious side effects, and it is likely to stimulate cancer cell metastasis.”
"In fact, it's quite the opposite," Xun Yuming explained: "The purpose of our seed implantation is to use its radioactivity to prevent cancer cells from regenerating, which is equivalent to intracranial radiotherapy. You said the problem, but we're not going to let that happen."
"Isn't this too demanding for surgery?" someone shouted nearby.
"Yes." Someone shouted in the back row, "If a little cancer cell remains, wouldn't the whole plan fail?"
Xun Yuming nodded and said: "Indeed, so this operation needs the assistance of a doctor with absolutely superb skills."
Talking about the candidates for deputy, Zhuang Yi glanced at Lao Chen and motioned for him to take over. The latter came over and said, "Thank you, Doctor Xun. Let's discuss the candidates for assistants. Everyone recommends themselves, so there is no need to be coy."
Xun Yuming put away the computer and sat back silently. Discussing candidates is a sensitive topic, and if you are not careful, you will offend people.
Sure enough, as soon as his butt touched the chair, Dr. Sun and Cen Ji quarreled first. One said that Dr. Liu's superb medical skills could be helpful, and the other said that Director Wang's superb skills should be the first choice.
Fortunately, this operation was too difficult and attracted more attention. After hearing the plan designed by Xun Yuming, no one thought about his qualifications as the chief surgeon.
Xun Yuming leaned on the back of the chair and let out a sigh of relief. He glanced sideways at Dr. Liu, who asked the question just now. With silk-rimmed glasses, he looks like a Maitreya Buddha when he smiles.
When Dr. Sun mentioned him, he smiled and said that he was still young, not as experienced as Director Wang, and everything was arranged by the courtyard. Standing aloof from the world, humble and indifferent, he looks very peaceful.
Zhuang Yi'an sat opposite, glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, but didn't stay too long. While Cen Ji and Dr. Sun were arguing, Xun Yuming received a message from him.
"You must be thinking now that he is so humble and gentle."
Surprised, Xun Yuming raised his head abruptly, and looked at Zhuang Yi with a bit of resentment in his eyes. Just now, his eyes made him make a fool of himself by dropping the lid of the cup, and now he came to read his mind again.
"I didn't." He said stiffly.
Zhuang Yi moved his phone and quickly replied: "Okay."
it is good.
If you say no, there will be no.
This untimely and sudden loving tone made Xun Yuming blush quietly, he didn't think about it in the shadows, and sent a few more words: "I won't go to your house to live."
Zhuang Yi still smiled: "Okay."
It's good again.
He is so annoying.
The few doctors in front became more and more noisy, Cen Ji was hot-blooded, and he didn't speak too politely, pointing out that Dr. Sun and Dr. Liu formed a clique with bad intentions. Dr. Sun is dark and thin, with extremely narrow eyebrows and eyes. He has a slightly paranoid appearance. He keeps saying that Cen Ji is courteous and courteous to the leader.
The tone of the people on both sides is very hard, and the words are heavy. You ridicule me, and I mock you. Seeing that the situation was not right, Old Chen stopped immediately: "Okay, okay! Everyone, please pay attention to your wording and attitude, you are all colleagues, what are you talking about! Director Wang has something to do at home, he asked me to bring the message, and left the opportunity to the young doctors. "
Cen Ji let out a snort, dropped the ballpoint pen in his hand, and spread it on the chair with a look of disdain.
Old Chen frowned and glared at him, and appointed Dr. Liu, Dr. Sun, and Dr. Zhou Rong as his assistants, and said: "This operation has a great impact. Several authoritative media and two overseas media will broadcast live. Our provincial TV station will broadcast it in the evening. The news has started a continuous report topic, and everyone pays attention to it! Mental outlook and so on, pay attention to it, and don't let people take shots that affect badly."
"The last time a reporter went to PWU for an interview, I happened to meet Lao Zhan eating that sesame cake in the office. The reporter thought about taking a shot of two doctors eating in between work, so as to show that he was working hard. This Lao Zhan is fine. , dropped two sesame seeds in the crack of the keyboard, he insisted on beating them for a long time and poured them out, then filled his mouth and ate them. After eating, he even put his hands full of oil on his white coat. It's been a joke for several days. If you make a fool of yourself again this time, people at home and abroad will watch it!"
Old Chen looked worried, and Xun Yuming couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing. Zhuang Yi looked at him and pointed to his right cheek. Xun Yuming was taken aback, picked up the shiny cup lid as a mirror, and saw a ballpoint pen mark on his face.
There was no toilet paper at hand, so he dipped his index finger in some tea and rubbed it against the lid of the cup. Old Chen Yuguang glanced at him, and showed admiring eyes: "Look, Dr. Xun has already started to tidy up his appearance, everyone should follow him as an example!"
Everyone laughed again.
After the meeting, Lao Chen called Xun Yuming to stop, and repeatedly told him to be careful when speaking during the operation, and said in a low voice: "There is one more thing, this... the relationship between colleagues should be improved. Give him a smile , people are willing to help you if there is something wrong, don’t you think so?”
He has always been a loner, especially when he is immersed in work and research, the comings and goings around him are just background noises for him, and sometimes he does ignore some personnel. He reflected on himself, remembering that Zhuang Yi helped him resolve the conflict with his roommate back then, and later he did gain a good friendship, which also improved his own situation.
Xun Yuming agreed, and when he got off work at night, he asked Zhuang Yi: "Am I particularly difficult to get along with?"
Zhuang Yi smiled and drove the driveway: "Why do you ask that?"
"I can't get along with people everywhere I go, and it must be my fault."
He has always been isolated since he was a child. Now that he thinks about it, maybe it is really his own problem. He couldn't imagine how gloomy his life would be if he hadn't met Zhuang Yi in college.
Zhuang Yi was a ray of light in his barren life, illuminating the long-closed corner of his heart. But he didn't have Zhuang Yi a long time ago. For so many years, he thought that he had learned to walk by himself, but in fact he was just deceiving him. It turned out that he was just an ostrich buried in the sand.
"Who said you can't get along well with people wherever you go?" Zhuang Yi drove the car into the community, parked on the side of the road, and said, "With me, with Cen Ji, with Gulf Bay, with the former roommates, no Is everything fine?"
"Birds of a feather flock together. There's no need to cater to those who don't like you." He said while raising his hand and flipping down the sun visor of the co-pilot. Seeing himself in the mirror, Xun Yuming didn't understand what he meant.
Zhuang Yi ordered: "Look at yourself."
"Look... what?" Xun Yuming looked blank.
Zhuang Yi pushed off his seat belt and suddenly leaned over. Xun Yuming was startled, and quickly hid back. The space in the driver's cab is small, and two big men are in it, making it even more cramped. Zhuang Yi's body kept pressing down, forcing him into a small corner between the seat and the car door, breathing and smelling him.
"What are you doing?" Xun Yuming was so nervous that his palms sweated, his head was dizzy, and his restless heart almost jumped out of his throat.
Zhuang Yi pressed his shoulder with one hand and stroked his temple with the other, his voice was so mellow and gentle: "How do you feel now?"
Xun Yuming reacted for three seconds, then tremblingly said: "Yes... a little scared."
"Why?" Zhuang Yi's smile enlarged in front of his eyes, his breath brushed against his ears, and Xun Yuming trembled: "You are too... close to me."
Zhuang Yi smiled lowly in his ear, maintained this posture for a full three minutes, and said, "Remember this feeling."
After finishing speaking, he sat back in the driver's seat, as if nothing had happened just now, and said calmly: "Everyone has their own safe distance. It is the password of our emotions, and it is also the way animals protect themselves. The closer is cramped, the farther away Alienation. The safe distance is longer than others, but it does not mean that you are at fault, it only means that life has not treated you well, making you lack the sense of security you should have.”
The lizard cuts off its tail to survive, the chameleon pretends to avoid danger, the armadillo escapes through a hole, and his small ears keep people thousands of miles away to hide his sensitive, fragile and easily injured heart. But how much he yearns for love, friendship, and contact with people in his heart, I am afraid that only he knows in the world.
Zhuang Yi raised his right arm slightly, and gently stroked his cheek with the back of his hand. There seemed to be infinite pity in his eyes: "Don't blame yourself, do you understand your ears?"
Xun Yuming nodded in a daze, "Ming... I understand."
Zhuang Yi smiled and rubbed his heart, turned around and jumped out of the car, brought a quilt from the trunk, and said, "Let's go, take me home."
"..."