After tossing and turning all night, Xun Yuming opened his eyes wide, thinking hard about the early morning, and finally sent a message to Haiwan Bay before dawn.
"Wanwan, I failed. I really can't say that, what should I do?"
Click the "Send" button, Xun Yuming dragged the quilt, closed his eyes and took a rest for a while. At 7:30, Zhuang Yi came to wake him up, but he was still moaning and refusing to move.
Zhuang Yi pulled away a corner of the quilt, and reached in to touch his feet. They were wrapped in cashmere socks, and they were indeed much warmer.
"I'm going to be late." He patted Xun Yuming's cheek, and whispered in his ear, "Are you still sleeping? It's half past seven, so you won't be going to the lab this morning?"
"Get away." Xun Yuming felt numbness on one side of his neck, pushed the culprit away, and said in a lazy voice, "I'm so sleepy, let's sleep for another five minutes."
Zhuang Yi smiled, afraid of the glare of the sun, he didn't draw the curtains, looked at the time on his phone, it was 7:33, "Then sleep for another five minutes." He was also worried that he would stay in bed while worrying about the time, even if it took ten minutes longer Feeling uneasy, he asked, "I'll call you later, so you can sleep peacefully."
Xun Yuming's nasal sound was waxy, and he said "um", breathing evenly under the quilt.
Zhuang Yi went to the bathroom to get him a cup of mouthwash, squeezed toothpaste, and then found the clothes he wore in the morning, and put them on the sofa beside the bed. It took only five minutes to finish the chores.
Xun Yuming goes to work at 8:30, but he often goes half an hour earlier to take over shifts with the night shift doctor. In addition, he has to go to the laboratory to track the progress, so he has to get up early every day.
This is not difficult for him. When he was in school, he would get up at five o'clock every day for several years. He heard that it was earlier in high school, but for some reason, he stayed in bed today, which is really fresh.
Zhuang Yi sat on the edge of the bed and watched him, letting him rest for another five minutes before calling him softly: "Obviously, it's time to get up."
"Five minutes is too fast." Xun Yuming hugged the quilt and moved, but was forcibly pulled up by Zhuang Yi, his eyes were still tightly closed, "What time is it?"
"It's past seven forty." Zhuang Yi unbuttoned his pajamas, shook his shirt and put it on him, and said while helping him put on his trousers, "Let's have breakfast on the way, it's too late."
Xun Yuming lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let out a long breath, lazily got out of bed and put on his shoes. After he finished washing, Zhuang Yi packed his breakfast into a heated lunch box, handed him a thermos cup, and urged him to get in the car.
"Didn't you go to bed early last night, why can't you wake up?" The rolling shutter door of the garage went up with a "crash", and Zhuang Yi asked while reversing the car, "Did you suffer from insomnia?"
It looks like it doesn't look like it. People with insomnia won't be so sleepy when they wake up early. They are often sleepy but unable to fall asleep, as if a bag of popping candy has been sprinkled into their heads, and every cell is excited.
Xun Yuming took a bite of the sandwich, which contained tuna, avocado, corn kernels and cucumber slices, and the mayonnaise was very fragrant. He unscrewed the thermos again, took a sip of the sweet strawberry milkshake, his stomach was warm, and the corners of his mouth were curved: "I stayed up late last night."
"What are you doing staying up late?" Zhuang Yi looked at him with a frown, wondering: "Didn't I let you go to bed early last night?"
Yesterday he hugged himself to ask for a mother, Zhuang Yi felt uncomfortable when he heard that, he didn't expect such a strong and independent man in his twenties to be in his thirties to miss his mother like a child.
I don't know where he saw other people's family harmony and felt sorry for him, or he encountered some difficulties and wanted his mother's comfort. Zhuang Yi did a lot of speculation and couldn't figure out the reason, but Xun Yuming stayed up late last night, it must be because of sadness .
Xun Yuming didn't know what he was thinking, and he was embarrassed to say that he stayed up late because he was entangled in the relationship between them, so he had to lie: "I have an operation today, so it's too late to read the information."
Zhuang Yi was sure that he was using lies to cover up his sadness, and he didn't expose him, he just said: "It just so happens that I have something to do in the morning, so it's safe for you to go to the operating room."
Xun Yuming took the last bite and asked vaguely: "What are you going to do?"
"Do you still remember the client who was delayed on the day of the landslide?" Zhuang Yi held the steering wheel with his left hand, and handed him a wet wipe with his right hand, "Recently, he has time, so I have to talk to him. He died more than half a year ago. Made an appointment."
The other party is a starlet with a full work schedule, so I have to find time to meet him. Zhuang Yi felt sorry for the special circumstances that delayed the business last time, so he made a new appointment with them.
Speaking of other people, he thought of Xun Yuming's question again: "You can't slack off in your psychological consultation, how is your talk going?"
The last time Chen Linlin said that the consultation was not progressing, Zhuang Yi wanted to take over, but he forgot about it, so during this period of time, Xun Yuming still talked to Chen Linlin twice a week, which was somewhat effective.
"It's okay." Xun Yuming just talked with Chen Linlin about the awkward part between himself and Zhuang Yi. Before they got together in their junior year, they had a cold war for a while.
But let him recount all the things at that time in front of Zhuang Yi, Xun Yuming would rather suffer from depression.
Hai Wanwan's view is quite the opposite: "Isn't this a good time? Taking this opportunity to recall the past, we can reconcile smoothly now."
Xun Yuming: "Then what should I do?"
Gulf Bay: "Let him counsel you, but... I did his counseling, devil."
Xun Yuming smiled, remembering that when he reunited with Zhuang Yi before, he went to his home for a psychological evaluation, his aggressive tone, and the questions he asked, he really had lingering fears.
Mushroom Head was collecting information on 3D printing materials. Seeing him laughing while holding his mobile phone, he asked curiously, "What are you laughing at, teacher?"
"It's nothing." Xun Yuming put away his mobile phone, regained his cold face, and said, "What about Cen Ji, isn't this his suggestion? Why do you want to do it?"
The scaffold they were preparing for transplantation has not worked. The day before yesterday, Cen Ji suggested using 3D printing to print a mini-stent, place the cultured neurons on it, and then transplant it into the human body.
In Xun Yuming's previous survey, there were also teams using this method, so he decided to give it a try.
Although he is basically sure that he has no genetic disease and has enough life to work, Zhuang Yi's hand injury is still a thorn in his heart. Winning the award proves that his goal has never wavered, and he is still anxious because the research has not progressed.
"Senior Brother Cen is going to make a ward round. I'll help him sort out the documents first." Mushroom head smiled, "I was at the back door of the hospital that day, and I saw him and Mr. Ren hugging each other. The two of them are not afraid of being bumped into by the leader."
"What would happen if we ran into each other?"
Xun Yuming couldn't help being curious. He knew that the environment was not yet open enough for most people to recognize and accept them. He also knew that Rome was not built in a day. It would take long-term efforts to change everyone's views, but after being away from home for many years, There is really no clear judgment on where the current boundary is.
Mushroom head said: "It should be very miserable. I feel that you may not be able to keep your job, especially a profession like a doctor, which is different from a private enterprise. Anyway, you can confess in your circle of friends or online, but in the real environment , that's a completely different matter."
Xun Yuming nodded, and said seriously: "Understood."
He left the laboratory with the cup in his hand, and wanted to go upstairs to find Cen Ji, and ask him to pay attention too, not to be too blatant. As soon as I arrived at the lobby on the fourth floor, I saw Xue Jiayan's mother walking towards him, and it was too late to hide.
Xue Jiayan's medical records have been handed over to Liu Hongxiang, and Fang Buyu dared not visit him recently. Xun Yuming followed Wang Kunlun's instructions and kept avoiding suspicions, but he didn't expect to be entangled again today.
Unexpectedly, Mother Xue didn't mess around, but asked him calmly: "I want to talk to Dr. Xun, do you have time?"
Xun Yuming was slightly surprised, nodded and said: "Yes."
When they walked to the French windows at the end of the corridor, Mother Xue said straight to the point: "Doctor Xun, I still want you to treat Jiayan, is that okay?"
"This..." Xun Yuming leaned on the guardrail, and said, "Last time you changed his doctor, it was already very difficult for me. He is now Doctor Liu's patient, if I try to rob him again, it will be bad. And your husband doesn't like me to see a doctor for him, I have limited ability and can't cure him."
In fact, Xun Yuming wanted to see Xue Jiayan very much, because his condition was very suitable for nerve transplantation, which would help Xue Jiayan, and also help his own research, a win-win situation.
Similar to Xue Jiayan's condition, unless there is a miracle of self-healing, there is almost no possibility of cure. Even if Dr. Liu sees him, it is nothing more than prescribing some medicine to control his condition. His own research is his only hope.
However, research is research after all, not a mature and applicable universal technology. No one can guarantee whether the result will be good or bad. It also depends on the wishes of patients and their families. Some people are eager to have advanced technology to save themselves, even if it is only a glimmer of hope, while some people are unwilling to take risks and would rather live.
During this period of time, the reason why Xun Yuming took good care of the other party was naturally because he felt sorry for him, but it was not all because of helping others. Part of the reason was that he wanted Fang Buyu to persuade Xue Jiayan to consider using him as an experimental patient. Get involved in your own research.
But judging from the current situation, he may have to choose someone else.
A layer of steam condensed in Xue's mother's eyes, and pleaded: "I know I offended you before, but now only you can save him, you can't just ignore it. I'm sorry, can't I?"
The eldest son is not as good as the younger son, he is also her own after all, she can't bear it after all: "His father is an idiot, don't listen to him. We still recognize you, no other doctor can do it. I beg you, can you please?" ?”
"Don't say that."
Xun Yuming couldn't stand this kind of scene the most. For many years, he had deliberately kept a certain distance from the patient's family members, and he didn't want to be bound by this entangled relationship, which would affect his professional judgment.
"Last time I took Xiaofang to see Xue Jiayan's matter, and the lawyer has not finished dealing with it until now. I really... Anyway, I have to listen to the court."
"I've already explained that matter to Lawyer Wang." Mother Xue said hastily, "If you're in trouble, I'll go and tell the dean, and you must promise me."
Xun Yuming couldn't hold back her, so he made a few perfunctory remarks, lied that he had something to do, and left in a hurry.
After get off work at night, he told Zhuang Yi about this, and the latter said: "If their family doesn't mess around anymore, you can continue to treat Xue Jiayan. At least Xiao Fang will be happy, it's not easy for them."
"I think so too." Xun Yuming said, "But if they still act like that, I can't help it."
"I'll ask Lao Chen for you tomorrow." Zhuang Yi smiled, drove the car home, pulled the switch, and went into the house with Xun Yuming for dinner.
He opened the takeaway to order food, when Xun Yuming suddenly received a message from Gulf Bay: "Has there been any progress?"
Xun Yuming replied: "No, I still didn't say it."
Gulf Bay: "Then what are you two doing?"
Xun Yuming: "He's ordering food."
Gulf Bay: "Why don't you order takeaway and make him dinner?"
Xun Yuming: "...I won't."
Gulf Bay: "You do what I said and tell him."
Xun Yuming: "Okay, you can type."
Holding up his mobile phone, he read to Zhuang Yi: "Brother, stop ordering takeaway, okay?"
Zhuang Yi was taken aback, and Fox asked, "How can you ask me if I'm okay?" He usually uses declarative sentences for everything, unless he asks a question, he rarely uses interrogative sentences at other times, let alone such soft and gentle interrogative sentences.
"Hmm... Let's make some food for ourselves, okay?" Xun Yuming looked at the screen full of "Okay" and nodded a little, "Takeaway is not healthy."
"Okay, what do you want to eat?" Zhuang Yi asked with a smile, "Can I do next?"
Xun Yuming was stunned, this was a Daochaogang question, "Wait... wait a minute." He hurriedly sent a message to Haiwanwan, asking how to answer it.
"What are you looking at?" Zhuang Yi became more and more puzzled, and looked at the phone with his head.
"Don't show it!" Xun Yuming was startled, took two steps back holding the phone, and continued to read: "As long as it is made by you, anything is fine, I like to eat it." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the screen, " I like to eat all of them." Don't say a single "ah".
Xun Yuming hurriedly added: "Yeah."
"...What?" Zhuang Yi was confused, and reached out to touch his forehead, "Do you have a fever?"
"I don't." Xun Yuming turned his head away, bit the bullet and insisted on reading: "Can I help you? I'm very capable!"
"..." Zhuang Yi had a question mark on his face: "When will you be able to cook?"
"Don't tell me, I'll tell you." Xun Yuming raised his hand to signal him to shut up, and read out the last few words: "Do you like to eat wide ones and thin ones?"
The corner of Zhuang Yi's mouth twitched: "Wide... wide."
"Then I want to eat wide ones too." Xun Yuming recited with emotion, "Actually, I like to eat thin ones, but I want to eat whatever you like. Am I noisy? Don't dislike me. Me, okay? As soon as I saw you, I wanted to talk very much. I was so happy that I couldn't control myself. Hey... "
After finishing speaking, he looked at his phone again and missed another "Hey", so he hurriedly added: "Hey."
"..." Zhuang Yi frowned, "Hey?"
The news from Haiwan Bay was sent here, and Xun Yuming had no choice but to play freely: "Can I eat next? I'm hungry."
"Put it in now." Zhuang Yi poured hot water into the pot, put in the noodles after it boiled, and cooked him a bowl of simple plain noodles, topped with some sesame oil miso, it smelled like that.
Zhuang Yi put the noodles on the table, looked at him with two probing eyes, and asked, "What happened just now?"
"I..." Xun Yuming picked up the chopsticks and fiddled with the noodles twice. Zhuang Yi's momentum was too strong, he couldn't bear the pressure, and half of his body was hot from his staring.
Xun Yuming threw down his chopsticks in frustration, put his arms around his shoulders, and said, "I'm acting like a baby... ah!"
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