Monday morning, outside the intensive care unit.
After checking the room, Cen Ji handed over the medical records of several patients with repeated illnesses to Xun Yuming, leaning against the transparent window and said, "I'm so tired from morning till night, I really want to rest for a few days."
Xun Yuming took out the dressing change form, looked at it, signed it and said, "I'll give you half a day off, go back."
"Really?" Cen Ji smiled brightly, "Hey, that's all I'm going to say. Are you busy when I'm gone?"
"There is no major operation today, Xiao Zhou and the others are watching in the laboratory." Xun Yuming returned the medical record to him again, "You can go back if you want, it doesn't matter."
Cen Ji stood shoulder to shoulder with him, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No need, I still have something to ask you."
They were the same age, and Xun Yuming didn't like others to hold him high, so he was usually friends with them. He suddenly said "You", obviously asking for something: "What?"
"Just before," Cen Ji scratched his hair, "Ren Xueyuan and President Ren, what did you think about the matter he talked to you about?"
It was "how are you thinking?" Xun Yuming looked at the faces behind the glass that were full of desire to survive, and remembered that Zhuang Yi asked him the same thing last night. But how can he answer? Does he have a choice
"How do you ask me for him?"
Earlier when he took Fang Buyi to see Xue Jiayan, when Cen Ji gave them a white coat, the person who came with him was somewhat similar to Ren Xueyuan. They are about the same age and have the same facial features, but Ren Xueyuan is gentle and introverted, and his gestures are chic and coquettish.
"It's nothing." Cen Ji looked at him, blushed, turned his head and scratched his ears, "I know his brother, Ren Xueyuan failed to chase you, so he ran to heal his injuries. His brother Ren Xuechuan took over his Business, let me ask you what you mean, saying that the conditions are up to you."
"Ren Xuechuan?" Xun Yuming smiled, and immediately understood, "No wonder."
No wonder Cen Ji wasn't surprised when he talked about himself and Zhuang Yi, and it's no wonder that he agreed with Ren Xueyuan to inject capital into the laboratory before, so there was such a relationship.
"Hey." Cen Ji waved his hands, trying to cover up his embarrassment with a nonchalant attitude, "We are just ordinary acquaintances, not even friends."
Xun Yuming pursed his lips and said seriously: "I won't agree, you should tell him."
Cen Ji nodded: "Understood."
The needs of doctors are diverse. Salary and freedom are on the one hand, and exposure to a large number of difficult and miscellaneous diseases to accumulate experience and enrich materials is another.
Especially surgeons like Xun Yuming, who once reached the top and can't wait to return to the top, will never give up the precious resources of large hospitals and choose to make money outside.
Cen Ji knew that he would choose this way, but he was entrusted with the matter of loyalty, he paused, and then said: "Actually... you don't need to resign, just make a name, and you can check it every now and then."
"I..." Xun Yuming wasn't sure he would be able to do it, and he wasn't sure it was a good idea to do something for the Ren family.
"Are you worried that Dr. Zhuang will be jealous?" Cen Ji saw through his worries, and said with a smile, "He's not that narrow-minded, and you two haven't gotten back together yet, haven't you?"
Speaking of this, he became interested again, and asked with sparkling eyes: "Seriously, why don't you two get back together? Doctor Zhuang chases you so hard, and his hard heart should be moved."
Xun Yuming glanced at him and motioned him to look at the patients lying in the intensive care unit behind the window, "Do you know what is the cruelest thing for them?"
"What?" Cen Ji was at a loss.
"It's hope." Xun Yuming said, "The ending is already doomed, and the hope that is rekindled again and again is tantamount to Ling Chi. How many patients know that their medicines are ineffective, but they still hold the hope that 'maybe there will be a miracle tomorrow' , What's the result? It's just waking up every morning and falling into a new round of disappointment. Hope, disappointment, hope, disappointment, back and forth, do you know how painful that is?"
How dare he promise Zhuang Yi, how can he let Zhuang Yi experience losing again after gaining it for a short time. If I knew I would lose it, it would be better if I never got it, at least it wouldn't hurt too much. That's why he was so afraid, afraid that he would give him sweetness, and that he would let him see hope again.
Facing Zhuang Yi's stubbornness, he was both helpless and distressed, so he could only choose to ignore it. No matter how you think about it, there is only one answer—no.
I don't want to get back together with you, I can't get back together with you.
"People can't fight for their lives." Xun Yuming twitched the corners of his lips, "I won't fall in love again."
Hearing this, Cen Ji was silent for a moment, and said, "How do you know that the ending is doomed?"
There are countless possibilities in life. A single thought can lead to thousands of miles of error. A decision today may change things in the next decade or even decades. Who can see the ending at a glance? Who dares to say that he can
"This..." He smiled sarcastically, "Isn't it too arrogant?"
Xun Yuming also smiled, looked at him and said, "I just know."
"Then why?" Cen Ji has a temper that breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line, "Could it be that you can predict the future?"
"I can't." Xun Yuming said while walking, "Science can."
Cen Ji followed him to the elevator, and asked relentlessly, "Science can measure love? Is there any new research that found that love is a kind of brain wave? No, it's obviously a hormone."
"What are you thinking about? Science can only test genes." The elevator landed on the first floor, and Xun Yuming strode to the laboratory.
After Zhuang Yi was injured, he couldn't move his hands, and recently he couldn't drive, so he didn't accompany him to work. Lao Chen sent two security guards for him, and there were also police officers around the hospital to follow him, so there was no danger.
After get off work, Zhuang Yi asked his family driver to pick him up as usual. Xun Yuming walked up to him and saw him sitting in the back without saying a word, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in. There was a faint smell of tobacco in the car, probably because he had just smoked a cigarette. The driver lowered half of the window to ventilate, turned on the music, and the acoustic guitar sounded slowly in the small space, which sounded a bit sad.
The car was driving smoothly on the road under the setting sun, and the phoenix trees on both sides were brushing backwards. Xun Yuming looked at it, and gradually felt that his eyes were sore, so he quickly retracted his gaze and closed his eyelids.
All the way home in silence, the driver got out of the car and opened the door, Zhuang Yi entered the house first without waiting for him to come. Xun Yuming thanked him and followed him in. Fang Buyu was arranged by him to do chores in the consulting room this morning. During this time, he temporarily lived there so that he could go to see Xue Jiayan every night. The house was empty, there was only the two of them in the huge room at the moment.
Zhuang Yi went upstairs, went to the bedroom to change clothes, knocked on his door, and asked: "What do you have for dinner?"
"I'm not hungry." Zhuang Yi was unbuttoning his tie. He couldn't use one hand, so he pulled the tie twice and tightened it even more. But there was impatience on his face, and his cold eyes kept people away from thousands of miles away.
Xun Yuming hesitated again and again, summoned up his courage and said, "I'll do it." Saying that, he stretched out his hand and stepped forward.
"No need." Zhuang Yi avoided him, turned his back, and wrapped the tie around his head.
Xun Yuming knew he was wrong, so he stood aside silently, not daring to say anything.
Zhuang Yi didn't make another sound. He untied the triangular scarf and prepared to change clothes. He took off his suit jacket and shirt with great difficulty, but he couldn't reach his arms when he was wearing home clothes again. Xun Yuming helped him shake off his sleeves, pulled up his collar, and buttoned him one by one, just like he did after the car accident in Cairo.
The difference is that they were fashionable and tender, but now they are indifferent to each other.
"Thank you." Zhuang Yi said lightly, turned around, and was about to change his pants.
"I'll do it." Xun Yuming pulled off his belt this time without discussing it, and helped him put on black pajamas, and said in a business-like voice, "I ordered takeaway, you come down to eat."
Zhuang Yi ignored him, put on his slippers and went to the bathroom.
Just when the doorbell rang, Xun Yuming went out to get food, and when he entered the room, seeing that Zhuang Yi hadn't come yet, he first made goat milk powder for the little milk cats in the bedroom. When he finished feeding the cats one by one, it was almost seven o'clock, and there was still no one in the kitchen, and a few lunch boxes were still on the counter.
Xun Yuming took a deep breath, went to Zhuang Yi's bedroom to call him, but no one answered. He searched around, but he couldn't find anyone, so he ran downstairs to check in the yard, but there was no one there.
At this moment, the phone buzzed and vibrated, Xun Yuming took it out and saw that it was a string of unfamiliar numbers. He pressed the answer button, and a male voice in the microphone said: "Hello, is this Zhuang Yi?"
"I'm his friend, what's the matter with you?" Looking for Zhuang Yi, how could he call him.
The man said: "I'm from Auto Repair City, isn't the number 187 his phone number?"
Xun Yuming suddenly realized that after the landslide was cleared that day, Zhuang Yi's car was also sent to the auto repair city. He didn't bring his mobile phone with him that day, so he left his number, "It's me, is the car repaired?"
"That's not true." The man said, "We found that there is something wrong with the brake pump of your car. It doesn't look like it was hit. Your car is so new and it's not old. We think..."
An ominous premonition suddenly surged in Xun Yuming's heart, and his tone panicked: "What do you think?"
"We old masters saw it and said it looked like a human failure." The man said again, "Anyway, we have to tell you, you can decide for yourself whether you need to call the police or not."
Xun Yuming hangs up the phone in a daze, and his words are quickly running through his mind, the failure of the brake master cylinder will inevitably lead to the failure of the brakes, even if he did not encounter a landslide on the mountain road last time, he would not have escaped. On the other hand, the landslide saved their lives, and it was a blessing in disguise.
As soon as he thought about it, Xun Yuming suddenly remembered the desperado who threatened him, and he broke out in cold sweat, and shouted: "Zhuang Yi!"
Where the hell has he gone
Could it be...
The more Xun Yuming thought about it, the more frightened he became, he ran out like crazy, and searched all the way down the mountain road. There were many people, but there was no Zhuang Yi. He ran to the intersection, turned around and ran back, the fence door at the door of the house was still open, exactly the same as when he left just now.
The sun slowly sinks to the west, and the night comes quietly, and the street lamps are gradually lit up. Looking down from a height, it looks like a winding fire dragon.
Xun Yuming was sweating profusely, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. Panting heavily, he rushed into the room and shouted: "Zhuang Yi! Where are you? Zhuang Yi!"
No matter how hard he tried, there was always no response, and the surroundings were completely silent.
Xun Yuming turned twice on the spot, his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground trembling all over. Was Zhuang Yi captured by that person? Should he call the police? If the person who calls the police is provoked, will the ticket be torn up? If you don't call the police, will the person contact you? If that person doesn't contact me, where should I find him? If that person contacts me, how can I get Zhuang Yi back
What should he do.
What the hell should he do.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and the light and short tone became clearer from far to near. Xun Yuming raised his head suddenly, and saw Zhuang Yi holding a glass and walking past him expressionlessly.
"..."
Xun Yuming breathed a sigh of relief immediately, his anger rose, and he rushed forward to push him: "Why didn't you agree?!"
Zhuang Yi staggered, turned around, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing?" Xun Yuming blushed with anger, and asked at the top of his voice, "I called you so many times! Why, why didn't you agree?!"
"I didn't hear that." Zhuang Yi dismissed him lightly, and went to pour water.
Xun Yuming was out of breath, just now he thought that something happened to Zhuang Yi, he ran back and forth on the mountain road twice, his heart went up to the sky and fell into the deep valley, now he was dizzy, seeing the ups and downs of the ground, he couldn't stand still.
Zhuang Yi had this attitude, Xun Yuming rushed to the top of his head with blood all over his body, and shoved him hard: "You bastard!" Tears burst out of his eyes involuntarily, "I told you not to agree! I told you not to agree!"
While speaking, he pushed him hard as if venting.
Zhuang Yi was bumped several times by him one after another, his eyes flashed, and he saw tears on his face, and his emotions were like a flood that burst a bank. He could no longer suppress it, grabbed his collar, and complained with red eyes: "You Why are you crying? Ah? Why are you crying!"
He should be the one crying.
He was so strong that Xun Yuming was picked up by him, like an autumn leaf swirling and falling in the wind, tremblingly said: "I thought you were kidnapped, I have been looking for you for more than an hour, I have been looking for you!" You have been there for more than an hour..." The breath was stuck in the throat, and I couldn't help crying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you... I'm sorry for you!"
Zhuang Yi's eyes were red, he stared at Xun Yuming closely, his eyes seemed to burn a hole in him. Hate is like a maggot attached to the bone, chewing with his teeth so that his internal organs ache, but loveliness is like a gentle hand, healing all wounds.
After a while, he closed his eyes, hugged him into his arms, and sighed: "What do you want me to do with you, my little ear."
The author has something to say: In the next chapter, Zhuang Yi learns that he has a genetic disease (come back right away, don't hit me).
The guitar playing in the car is Canción Triste played by Jess Cook.
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