Zhuang Yi clutched a plastic blood tube, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Xun Yuming looked at him, a pair of thick black eyebrows slowly frowned, "Didn't uncle take it for a physical examination?"
"...Yes." Zhuang Yi pulled out a smirk, and winked at the old uncle vigorously: "You can take it directly, why make us go to the clinic again?"
"Well, what you said makes sense." The old uncle pushed his glasses, took the blood sample, and said, "I'll contact the UK when I get back, don't worry."
"England?" Xun Yuming became more and more confused, "Do you have to go to England for the physical examination?"
The smile on Zhuang Yi's face could hardly be restrained, he gave the old uncle a hard look, and lied: "It's not a medical examination, I plan to go back to London to visit my grandmother, my uncle wants to cooperate with a medical institution over there, I just took him Wire."
The old uncle was at a loss: "When will I..."
"That...my grandma asked you to play mahjong!" Zhuang Yi covered his mouth and dragged him into the flower hall.
The aunt who was playing cards saw that she pointed at Zhuang Yi with crystal nails, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yi, why are you so rude? It depends on your uncle being honest and always bullying him."
"Is he bullying me, or am I bullying him?" Zhuang Yi couldn't tell, almost holding back his internal injuries, "I think you are an undercover agent sent by the enemy!"
"Don't talk nonsense." My aunt won the money and was about to end, she took the opportunity to put away the rope and said, "Come and play for me twice, or call Doctor Xiaoxun, my neck hurts, take a rest."
"Call Doctor Xiaoxun here." Grandma said, "Brands are based on character, let me take a look at this child."
"Wait for a while." Zhuang Yi let go of the innocent old uncle, personally supervised him to collect the blood samples, and went to the living room to wave to Xun Yuming who was sitting on the sofa.
Xun Yuming was chatting with his seventh cousin, and was dazed by his mouthful of "gold, wood, water, fire, earth" and "heavenly stems and sun pillars". Seeing him calling him, he hurriedly escaped from the sea of suffering, and ran over to ask: "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, grandma asked you to play two rounds of mahjong with her." Zhuang Yi wanted to reach out and rub his hair, but then he put down his hand again after thinking about the situation that was neither awkward nor embarrassing.
"But I'm not good at fighting." Xun Yuming knew the basics of how to play, but he hadn't played much, and he was unfamiliar with it.
The three on the table are all veterans, and he is a cucumber egg, which is really timid.
Zhuang Yi didn't take it seriously, and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay, just play around, and I'll help you out."
He pulled Xun Yuming into the flower hall, sat on his grandmother's hand, and said, "Here, I'll be your military advisor by the side."
Xun Yuming sat down, nodded to the third aunt and eighth aunt who accompanied her, and said to the grandmother, "I'm not good at fighting, don't laugh at me."
"It doesn't matter." Grandma was wearing a red velvet cheongsam with dark patterns. Although her temples were frosty, her figure was still slim and her style was detached and generous. She kept her hands white, tender and smooth, holding Zhang Baiyu mahjong with her fingertips, and smiled at Xun Yuming, "It's just to pass the time."
"Okay, I'll try my best to learn." Xun Yuming's pressure increased sharply, and his grandmother was polite and distant in his dealings with others. The distance was just right, and his manner and conversation were calm and elegant, which made people feel in awe. She is clearly a late beauty, but she is more serious than a Bodhisattva.
"Xiao Xun, here are your chips." Auntie took out a stack of copper round cards from the small basket, handed them to him and said, "This is Xiao Yi's, you play with it."
Xun Yuming picked up one, and saw that the front of the bronze medal was engraved with plum blossoms, and a poem was engraved on the back: "Thousands of time are wasted, and thousands of money are wasted."
"It's so delicate." He smiled, turned his head and asked Zhuang Yi, "How much does this one represent?"
"We're all here for fun, not for money, just for fun." My aunt had already walked to the small tea table in front of the big vase, she took a sip from the teacup, and said with a smile: "If you lose, you lose." , I don’t have much money, just call.”
"That's good." Xun Yuming immediately felt relieved.
Zhuang Yi sat on the small stool next to him, propping the edge of the mahjong table with his right hand, patted his vest with his left hand, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, if you lose, it's mine, if you win, it's yours."
"Ouch!" Aunt Eight rolled the dice and winked at him. "Xiao Yi, I can hear that, it really hurts people, when will you be so filial and filial to Aunt Eight?"
Hearing this, Xun Yuming blushed, and began counting cards one by one.
Grandma started playing poker when she was young, needless to say her skills; my eighth aunt was originally from Sichuan and Chongqing, and mahjong is a family skill; my third aunt grew up in China and was also deeply influenced by it.
As soon as the three of them started, there was no place for Yuming to stand up. He was stretched left and right, and as soon as his front foot hit a blank board, his back foot almost fired. As soon as he counted the number, the situation on the table changed again.
A small deck of cards can accommodate all kinds of changes.
Xun Yuming was not familiar with him at all, and he was nervous, so he played more slowly. Fortunately, his grandmother was very patient, and she just watched him think, without being irritable. Every time Zhuang Yi pointed out, he threw out cards one by one, and all of them were fed to grandma.
A fight lasted for three hours, and when the aunt at home called someone to have dinner, Xun Yuming had already lost all the chips. In addition, he still owed seventeen to his grandmother, two to his third aunt, and four to his eighth aunt. He was so ashamed. His face was flushed and he was embarrassed to speak.
When eating, he held the bowl and asked Zhuang Yi quietly, "Did I lose a lot of money to you?"
"It's okay, grandma is satisfied with you this time, just now I praised you very much." Zhuang Yi added a bowl of rice to him, and said with a smile: "Grandpa's family has a public account, which is settled once a year. I have always lost , not much better than you."
He is the younger generation in his family. Although there are many relatives who came today, most of them are the children of his grandparents. The Qin family has only two sons and two daughters, and Zhuang Yi's two uncles and one aunt have no grandchildren yet, so he is the youngest , Playing cards only loses, how dare you win.
On the way back, Xun Yuming sighed and complained that he was stupid, took out his mobile phone and said, "How much money did you lose? I will transfer it to you."
"It's not worth transferring a few dollars." That chip was more than his annual salary, Zhuang Yi was afraid to scare him, so he glanced at his broken cell phone that kept crashing, and changed the subject, saying: "Change another day, The screens are cracked."
"It still works." Xun Yuming refused, "Look, isn't this good?"
He turned on the screen and showed it to Zhuang Yi, wanting to prove that the phone was still on, but the phone rang just in time. Xun Yuming picked it up, and Fang Buyu's voice was crying, passing through the long signal waves intermittently: "Doctor Xun... I caused trouble for you, come, come here. I..."
"Tell him, we'll be there right away." Zhuang Yi just drove him to the hospital, when he heard the noise, he stepped on the gas pedal and drove towards the hospital at high speed.
The two hurried to the ward building, only to see Xue Jiayan's mother holding a small black bag, cursing at the door of the ward. Fang Buyu stood in front of her precariously, unable to get in a word.
Old Chen was actually there too. Seeing them, he rushed over and said, "Don't go over there!"
He dragged the two of them to the stairwell, frowned and asked, "Did you two sneak that Fang in there?"
Xun Yuming probably guessed the reason, nodded and said: "It was my idea, did the mother find out?"
"Catch it right away!" Lao Chen put his hands on his hips, shook his head and said, "You are so confused, why are you so..." After a pause, he was not willing to scold him, and only sighed, "Do you know that you are violating the hospital regulations like this?" You know? His family is so hard to deal with, you went against their wishes and brought someone in privately. What if they sue you, what do you say?!"
"I..." Xun Yuming really didn't expect this level. "It's because I didn't think carefully."
Old Chen continued to criticize: "Now that the patient loses his ability to act, his parents have the final say. If you do this, if they say that you stimulated the patient and caused the condition to worsen, even if you have ten mouths, you won't be able to tell. "
"Don't blame him." Seeing Xun Yuming drooping his head, looking aggrieved, Zhuang Yi couldn't help defending himself: "I brought Fang Buchang in, and this was Xue Jiayan's own wish. What's the matter with Doctor Xun?"
"Repay Xue Jiayan's wishes." Old Chen glared at him, "Go and see for yourself, and ask him if he can still remember who is who?"
Xun Yuming was surprised: "You mean, Xue Jiayan has even forgotten Fang Buyu now?"
"Then who knows." Old Chen said, "He has deteriorated very badly in the past two days. His mother came to see him at night and found that he was in a daze after seeing his parents. Isn't his mother in a hurry, run away Come to me in the office and ask me what's going on."
"Anyway, I asked you three times. The nurse you bought was afraid, so he revealed Fang Buyi's affairs. This has stabbed a hornet's nest. Now the **** insists that he has deteriorated, and you brought people in to stimulate him. Yes, it's been a night."
The sixteenth floor was as quiet as water, and it became more and more obvious that Xue Jiayan's mother's voice was shaking the roof tiles. People in several nearby wards came out to watch the commotion, and the noisy voice could be heard from the stairwell.
The old Hou of the Medical and Political Department and Liu Hongxiang, the new official, were consoling at the door, but Xue Jiayan's mother was relentless, and she would stand still if you said what you said.
Xun Yuming looked over there, and said: "Let him do the examination first, why is it getting worse, you can't rely on her empty words."
"The inspection must be done." Old Chen said, "I'd better let Xiao Liu take over, and you avoid suspicion."
"I don't..." Xun Yuming was about to refute.
Zhuang Yi stopped him first, and said, "Let's do this. You can help me bring Fang Buyu here later, I want to ask him."
"Just wait." Lao Chen sighed again, turned and went to the corridor.
Xun Yuming said: "Liu Hongxiang can't cure Xue Jiayan's illness, and besides... it was Xue Jiayan's mother who insisted on asking me to see her son, so she definitely didn't agree to change doctors."
"I know." Zhuang Yi patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "That's why you have to withdraw. One is to avoid the limelight; two, Xue Jiayan's mother heard that you stopped seeing a doctor for her son, so she also I can be subdued, otherwise what will I do if I really sue you?"
"Then... okay." Xun Yuming sat down on the steps with his head bowed, his chin propped up with both hands, and he also sighed like Old Chen. "I just... I feel like I'm not going well in everything I do, and I'm being picked on for everything, I..."
As the saying goes, "there are many people who are popular, right and wrong", it's not bad to be upset. In the past, he was just an ordinary doctor. No one ever troubled him and said that he was not good. Since he won the award, various praises and rumors have followed one after another, and he has lived under the guns of thousands of people every day.
Sometimes right is wrong, and sometimes wrong is right.
"There is a word in psychology called the sour grape effect." Zhuang Yi sat next to him, raised his hand and rubbed his vest, and said softly: "Anyone wants to win an award, but not everyone can do it. Everyone eats it." If there are no grapes, it can only be said that the grapes are sour, which is also normal."
"Actually, this happens to you a lot, and you often appear among celebrities. Winning an award is the pinnacle. What happens after the pinnacle? Apart from being jealous and gossiping, your future life may always be on a downhill road, just like... an out-of-date star, or an aging beauty .”
Celebrities want to become popular when they are too old, and beauties want to have plastic surgery when they are late. Feelings of loss can be both devouring and insane. After all, life is so long, if you stand at the top from the beginning, where will you go in the next few decades
Xun Yuming is determined to win the award again. Apart from proving himself, he wants to return to the top. "You have to learn to live in peace with loss." Zhuang Yi said.
"But I don't have much time." Xun Yuming muttered to himself, but he didn't mean anything.
Zhuang Yi was interested in the listener: "What did you say?"
"It's nothing." Xun Yuming's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately changed his words: "I mean, there is still more than half a year before the next Field Award, and I don't have much time left to do research."
Zhuang Yi looked at him silently, trying to get a clue from his expression, but found that Xun Yuming had already been reborn, no longer a young man who had not experienced much in the world before, and he couldn't find any flaws, even his eyes could deceive people.
"Come with me." He stood up and saw that Lao Chen was still fighting with Xue Jiayan's mother in the corridor, so he dragged Xun Yuming up the stairs to the fifteenth floor, and then took the elevator.
"Where are you taking me?" Xun Yuming twisted uncomfortably as he held his wrist.
Zhuang Yi let go of him, and said: "You go to work in Linhai Group, and there is a conflict with the contract you signed with me. I asked someone to draw up a supplementary agreement, and you go and sign it."
He asked his uncle to contact a genetic testing institution in the UK, and downloaded the application form from the Internet yesterday. In addition to looking for Yuming's blood sample, he also needs to confirm his signature, otherwise the invasion of privacy is illegal.
Zhuang Yi was afraid that he would find out, so he used the supplementary agreement as an excuse to quietly tuck the application form into the contract. Xun Yuming has always trusted him, and he didn't want the bonus of the patent, so he didn't take a closer look.
"Sign one here." Zhuang Yi held a stack of documents, covered the content with his palm, only turned over the last line, and said, "Sign one here too."
Although there are some villainous behaviors, they can't take care of them at this time.
"Is this all right?" Xun Yuming signed his name and stamped his fingerprints, and asked, "When will the results of the physical examination be available?"
Zhuang Yi put away the documents and smiled meaningfully: "Up to two weeks, soon."
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