Xun Yuming's eyes were ignorant and cautious, and when he looked carefully, his eyelashes were trembling slightly. Zhuang Yiding looked at him, and suddenly felt that he was cruel—if he really had a genetic disease, then he had endured humiliation and guarded the secret for more than eight years, how much painstaking effort, how much sorrow, how many grievances and tears swallowed, but was lightly swallowed by himself The sentence "I see" was broken, and I couldn't bear to think about it.
When the words came to his lips, Zhuang Yi paused, then changed his words: "I want to ask you, when do you plan to go home with me?"
"To see your parents?" Xun Yuming had agreed happily before, but now that the situation has changed, he has rejected Zhuang Yi's sincerity, whether he will be strangers in the future or not, and it seems unnecessary to go to his house again.
"It's not just my parents." Zhuang Yi let go of him, and said with a smile: "Some time ago, my mother was hospitalized, and my relatives came a lot. Everyone is a little sorry for you."
Before Qin Xueyan suffered from epilepsy in the ICU, his relatives blocked Xun Yuming at the door to ask aggressively, but afterwards they all felt impulsive and regretful, so they wanted to apologize to him.
"You don't have to be so polite." Xun Yuming bent his knees and sat up holding his own legs. "It's normal for family members to be anxious, and I'm used to it."
He has seen too many similar scenes, but facing Zhuang Yi's family is always different. The unprecedented pressure and guilt still scares him when he thinks about it.
"They just want to invite you to play, it's not that formal. My family is very interesting, you can tell when you see it, especially my uncle, he... he is a living treasure." Zhuang Yi patted the back of Bai Shengsheng's feet, tentacles Bing Leng: "What's going on?"
Reaching out to open the bedside table, he found a thin black remote control from inside, turned on the fresh air system and the warm air, and said, "Remember to wear socks when it's cold, especially because your end circulation is not good, and your hands and feet have been cold since childhood."
Zhuang Yi put down the remote control, held his ankles, and lifted them up.
"What are you... doing?" The gesture was so ambiguous that Xun Yuming couldn't help but blush.
"Here you go." He smiled and lifted up his thin shirt, and stuffed Xun Yuming's crescent-like feet into the clothes, the temperature from his body was passed continuously, and he warmed up in no time.
Xun Yuming looked at him half-lying on his back, suddenly turned his face away, and sucked his nose.
"Crying?" Zhuang Yi asked with a smile.
"No." The voice turned around, and the mouth was still stiff, Xun Yuming said slowly: "Well... the laboratory has been very busy recently, I have always wanted to use artificial materials to cultivate neurons before, because autologous transplantation has a great impact. limitations, but there has been no progress. A few days ago, I discovered that the 16-year-old Rutgers University research team’s plan actually has merit, and I can try to culture neurons by isolating pluripotent stem cells, and I am planning to experiment.”
As soon as he talked about the research content, Xun Yuming's eyes lit up, and his whole body was radiant.
Zhuang Yi pinched his cheek and said: "That won't delay you coming home with me, I've already set a time with them, I can't explain if you don't go."
Xun Yuming nodded, and muttered softly, "I didn't say no."
"Okay." Zhuang Yi took out his warm feet, took out a pair of cashmere socks printed with a bear pattern from the wardrobe drawer, and put them on, "Go to sleep."
After speaking, he remembered that he still had a fever, so Zhuang Yi touched his forehead and said, "It's still hot, why don't we go for a fever-reducing injection?"
"No more." Xun Yuming quickly waved his hands, "It will be ready tomorrow morning, and you can't drive."
"Then..." Don't look at him being bold and cautious when drilling people's heads, but he is actually afraid of injections, Zhuang Yi laughed at him: "Are you afraid?"
"Who... Who's scared." Xun Yuming covered his face guiltily, "I'm not even afraid of drawing blood."
Zhuang Yi took advantage of the situation and said: "Okay, I'll draw your blood tomorrow and check your blood routine." By the way, I will test your genes.
"I'm not sick!" Xun Yuming covered his head even more, "What blood is drawn?"
"Aren't you afraid?"
"I don't smoke, I'm not afraid, I'm a doctor!"
Zhuang Yi smiled and said: "Okay, I'll apply some cooling ointment on you first." He went to the outside room and brought a small blue jar the size of a palm, "Untie your clothes yourself."
"Uh... don't wipe it off." Xun Yuming looked upright, but he seemed to be thinking wildly, so he pretended to be generous and unbuttoned his pajamas.
Zhuang Yi dug out a small lump of ointment, and slowly rubbed it on the skin, with neither light nor heavy force, but it caused tremors. Xun Yuming's ears were burning hot, his eyes were fixed on the ceiling, he tried not to look at Zhuang Yi's expression, and he kept beating a small gong in his heart.
The cooling balm slowly penetrates into the skin, and the faint mint smell wafts through the nose, making you feel refreshed.
Xun Yuming's skin is thin, slightly transparent when viewed under the light, and blue-purple blood vessels are faintly visible. Zhuang Yi only rubbed it a few times, and then blushed, "Okay, rub some more alcohol."
He went to the bathroom to bring half a basin of water, mixed it with alcohol to dilute it, and then wet the gauze to wipe Xun Yuming's neck and armpits before letting him lie back, "Good night."
"Aren't you sleeping here?" Seeing him turn off the light and go out, Xun Yuming couldn't help wondering, this is his bedroom, doesn't he love to squeeze a bed with himself
"I'll go to the opposite side." Zhuang Yi stood at the door and smiled at him, only a slight gasp could be heard in the darkness, "Don't drink cold water at night, call me when you're thirsty."
After finishing speaking, he closed the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.
Xun Yuming pulled the quilt by the head, secretly trying to figure out what he meant: in the past, he pursued himself and pestered him every time he got an opportunity, but today he didn't take advantage of it, naturally it was because he just rejected him.
It can be seen from this that he has made up his mind and finally distanced himself from himself.
Isn't this exactly the result I want
But when things came to an end, Xun Yuming still couldn't help feeling sad, relieved, but also sad.
It seems that he should move out earlier, so that one day he will not have to watch their love and affection with his newcomers. At that time, if you leave in despair, you will lose face inside.
Zhuang Yi didn't know that he was full of worries here, and he had already thought of a way out. In fact, before he learned the secret, he did intend to let Xun Yuming move out, not to drive him out, but to feel that it would be boring to force him to stay.
He decided to let go, but at this time, fate threw him another possibility: maybe he had a hard time looking for Yuming, or maybe he broke up with him because of a genetic disease.
If it's true, he can't let Xun Yuming go, no matter how difficult the future is, they will share it together; if it's false, he still wants to ask for an explanation, someone who is enough for him to convince himself that his little ears are not so snobby explanation of.
As for now, before the truth is confirmed, Zhuang Yi can't do anything, and dare not do anything.
Xun Yuming is like a fragile bubble. At this moment, in front of me, he is completely transparent. His secrets, his concealment, and his difficulties are almost all exposed in front of him. Can break him.
Thinking about the past, every hug that crossed the line, every kiss that crossed the line, every intimate moment, brought him nothing but embarrassment and pain.
It seems that two people who love each other, the closer they are, the more painful they are, and the more they love each other, the more restrained they are.
In order not to increase his psychological burden, Zhuang Yi had to keep a distance from him and slept alone in the next bedroom all night.
When he woke up the next morning, Xun Yuming's fever subsided, but his head still had a dull pain, not as severe as last night. He packed up and went downstairs to have breakfast, and the driver of Zhuang Yi's family just came to pick him up, and the two went to work in the hospital separately.
Cen Ji was always anxious after talking loudly last night. Seeing that Xun Yuming looked normal, he was relieved. He briefly reported the progress of the laboratory to him, and then whispered: "The hospital has confirmed the list of commendations, master, do you know?"
"What list?" Xun Yuming stepped on the control pedal, swiped his hands and said, "How do you know everything?"
"I don't care about you." Cen Ji said with a smile, "This is a formal commendation, the kind that is recorded in the file, and it's not just about paying money. You must be the first one. Sun Zhuo and the others don't seem too happy about it. But dare not say."
Xun Yuming walked into the operating room, put on the headlamp, and scoffed, "What else is he afraid of?"
"I also heard from Doctor Liu." Cen Ji handed him the scalpel, and whispered: "The main reason is that the little patient's family was too powerful last time, and now his parents regard you as a life-saving benefactor, who dares to whisper behind his back?" what."
"That's the best." Xun Yuming didn't want to pretend to be a tiger, but it would be good to use his strength to drive away the flies.
Cen Ji started to introduce Sun Zhuo's new girlfriend, Dr. Liu, and Dr. Zhan's family relationship to him. After talking about it, he finally got around to asking him to work in Linhai Group.
Xun Yuming thought about it for a few days, but he couldn't make up his mind. He was appreciated by Professor Angus when he was in college. After graduating from his Ph.D., he went to work with Mayo Clinic and joined his "Angel Lab" at the same time. He has a mentor in his career Support and help, go smoothly.
He is very assertive, but not demanding. He has research to do and patients to see, and he doesn't think about anything else. Returning to China was the first time he made a big decision for himself after graduation. On the one hand, his nostalgia for going to the country remained undiminished, and on the other hand, he wanted to be closer to Zhuang Yi and his grandfather.
To put it bluntly, although he has worked for many years, he is still a blank slate in the workplace. Whether the Linhai Group is good or bad, he will not measure; whether this job opportunity is worth it, he will not evaluate.
"I'll ask grandpa for you later." Zhuang Yi was driving the car on the road to the suburbs, "If their project is good, it's a good thing to make money, and save you the hard work of traveling to neighboring cities."
"But..." Xun Yuming was about to refute, but Zhuang Yi stepped forward: "I know your concerns, don't worry about the hospital, you haven't signed a non-competition contract, and you have more qualifications to practice, why not make money. You It's a bit of a conflict with the contract I signed, but I don't care about you, what are you afraid of?"
"Dean Chen doesn't want me to go," Xun Yuming curled his lips, "He is afraid that I will be poached."
"I'll help you with his side, don't worry about it." Zhuang Yi strongly urged him to go.
On the contrary, Xun Yuming became suspicious: "That's Ren Xueyuan's company!" He thought: He really wants to draw a clear line with himself, otherwise how could he push himself towards Ren Xueyuan.
But he didn't know that Zhuang Yi had other plans. He needed a medical examination when he joined the job, and blood was drawn for the medical examination...
The car turned a corner and drove into an asphalt road interspersed with red maples. The electronic door in front was wide open, and someone was already waiting.
The two stopped the car and went in, bypassing a small pavilion, only to see a small figure rushing over tremblingly. Zhuang Yi caught Abby and said angrily, "I'm not afraid of falling."
"I'm not afraid!" Abby blinked her big watery eyes, and said to Xun Yuming: "Brother, uncle and grandpa said that they will draw your blood, you should hide!"
"Draw blood?" Xun Yuming looked at Zhuang Yi, "Draw... what kind of blood? I'm healed!"
He's not afraid, it's just that he doesn't have to.
Zhuang Yi smiled, his heart was overwhelmed, and his face was calm: "Aren't you going to work in Linhai Group? My uncle has a physical examination center, which is a cooperative unit of Linhai Group. You have to ask him for an entry-level physical examination."
What he said was reasonable, and Xun Yuming didn't think too much about it, "Is it necessary to draw blood?"
"Go in and talk, don't be afraid."
"Who's scared!"
Zhuang Yi shrugged and took him into the room to greet his relatives. Dozens of uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters introduced them one by one, even Xun Yuming was confused.
His grandfather is a potbellied old man, wearing a gray and white turtleneck sweater, with a cigar in his mouth, he rushed to Xun Yuming and said, "Xiao Xun, why did you come to see me? Don't you think you are your own grandfather?"
"He's busy with work, don't make jokes." Zhuang Yi pushed him to sit on the sofa, pointed at the person opposite, and introduced him: "This is my uncle."
"Hello, Uncle." Xun Yuming took advantage of the gap between bows to look at him. His uncle had a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very burly figure. He only heard him say: "Hi Xiao Xun, I have heard about you a long time ago, so Shall we draw blood?"
"..."
The corner of Zhuang Yi's mouth twitched, and he poked the old uncle's arm with his elbow, dragged him into the porch, and said with a frown, "Didn't you tell him to lie to him about the entry-level medical examination?"
What does it mean—"Then let's draw blood"
"I didn't say no." The old uncle looked innocent.
"The first thing someone said when they met was, let's draw blood?" Zhuang Yi's temples twitched suddenly, and he was almost pissed off by him, "Can you be more obvious?"
"No." The old uncle pushed his glasses and said seriously: "My first sentence is, 'Hi Hao Xiaoxun'. The second sentence is, 'I heard about you a long time ago'. The third sentence is,' Then let's draw blood'."
He's already well laid out.
"..."
Xun Yuming had a keen mind, Zhuang Yi was afraid that he would notice that something might happen, and he didn't feel nervous during the rugby final. Reluctantly, he had no one else to trust, so he could only rub the bridge of his nose, and repeatedly asked the old uncle: "Please be more tactful, talk to him about other things first, and naturally transition to the topic of blood drawing. It's important, please .”
"No problem. I'll take care of things, don't worry." The old uncle gestured "OK" with a serious face, turned and walked into the living room, and said to Xun Yuming, "Xiao Xun, are you Xiao Yi's college classmate?"
"Yes, I am."
"Then... do you go to college to draw blood?"
"..."
The author has something to say: Uncle: I tried my best.
Zhuang Yi: You better be.
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