The next morning, Zhuang Yi and Xun Yuming drove to Nanshan Nursing Home and picked up their grandfather.
Since the last visit, Zhuang Yi asked his assistant to find two nurses for his grandfather: a southern aunt surnamed Feng, who is thin but very smart and capable, who specializes in cooking; a female nurse surnamed Wei, who takes turns with Xiao Yang Take care of grandpa on duty.
It happened that the master bedroom on the first floor was still empty, facing south, with a huge area, and the floor-to-ceiling windows faced the small garden. Taking advantage of his vacation, Xun Yuming cleaned it out and let his grandfather live in it.
Grandpa was still stubbornly refusing to go home at first, Xun Yuming took two photos of the new room to show him, and swore that he is now working part-time in Linhai Pharmaceutical, and the money he earns is enough to support his life, so he reluctantly nodded.
Xun Yuming told his grandfather about compiling the book, but he didn't expect his grandfather to be so quiet, and he was actually thinking about this important event in his heart.
He instructed Xiao Yang to take out two large non-woven bags, which were filled with densely packed letter paper, which were the research materials he had accumulated over the years, and he did not want to trouble Xun Yuming, so he never mentioned .
Now everything is ready, except for an assistant.
Before going to bed at night, Zhuang Yi hugged the book and leaned on the head pillow of the bed and said: "I have already sent someone to look for it, and now I have two good candidates. One is Li Yan, who is a doctoral candidate at West Bay University, and the other is... I can't remember."
Xun Yuming hugged the milk cup and said with a smile: "You can't even remember the name of the other one, so it's definitely not as good as the first one, just Li Yan."
Although my grandfather has retired for many years, he has been teaching at West Bay University for decades, and he still has a good reputation in the industry. Many people have heard of his deeds of correcting Kumarajiva’s translation mistakes. Being an assistant to him is a rare learning opportunity , so many people are willing to come.
"This Li Yan has a good personality, he is more patient, and he is also practical in his studies." Zhuang Yi had heard his assistant comment on him a long time ago, "Besides, it is said that there are people in his own family who suffer from chronic diseases, so I shouldn't be too surprised by Grandpa's illness."
"Well, let's call him tomorrow." Xun Yuming took a sip of the cooled milk, glanced at Zhuang Yi's book, "What are you reading?"
"It's nothing." Zhuang Yi clipped the bookmark and put the book on the bedside table beside him. "Go to sleep."
He evasively dodged, and Xun Yuming became even more suspicious: "What exactly are you looking at?"
It's not a little yellow book, why can't I meet people.
Zhuang Yi couldn't stand his tortured eyes, cleared his throat, and handed it to him: "I've been making up for it lately..."
The book was wrapped in a kraft paper cover, and I couldn't tell what the name was. Xun Yuming flipped a page casually, and a line of words came into view: "From now on, the disaster will only get worse..."
"Are you watching "Three Kingdoms"?" Xun Yuming was startled, put the book back and asked: "Okay, why do you want to read this?"
He had just drank milk, and there was a circle of white foam on his lips, which diluted his bright and three-dimensional facial features, making him look very cute. Zhuang Yi took out a piece of paper and wiped it for him, "Don't you think my Chinese is poor? Why don't I... make up for traditional literature."
Xun Yuming stared at him fixedly, couldn't hold back, and suddenly laughed: "Where did you see it?" When I opened the bookmark, it happened to be the plot where Cao Cao killed Lu Boshe's family, "Just started watching it?"
"Just read it for two days." He found out, Zhuang Yi had suspicious blushes on his face, and he still asked his father for the book when he got home that day.
Zhuang Muduo asked him why he suddenly wanted to read the Four Great Classics. Zhuang Yi wanted to hide it, but then he thought that his father was very good at dealing with his mother, so he wanted to learn from him.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Muduo not only didn't come up with an idea, but also laughed loudly, adding insult to injury: "I told you to learn more about traditional literature, who told you not to listen to it before!"
When Zhuang Muduo went back to his parents’ house when he was a child, he always gave him some Chinese literature book lists. Zhuang Yi never paid attention to it. He was either busy riding a horse or playing ball with his friends. I haven't even read the classics seriously.
"I'll return it to you." Xun Yuming was extremely proud, Zhuang Yi was good at everything, he knew everything, he had accumulated a fortune in poetry and literature, he was proficient in sports and music, there was finally one thing he was not good at but he was good at it, how could he not Secretly delighted. "Take it easy, if you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me."
"..." Zhuang Yi tugged at his ears, and had an idea: "Okay. Then I'll ask you a question. If you can answer it, I will ask you for advice with an open mind in the future, and I will give you ten points. If you can't answer it, Just subtract five points. How about it, dare you?"
"Tell me." Xun Yuming wanted to get extra points to get the reward, "As long as it is the content in the book, I will definitely be able to answer it."
Just kidding, he started learning to read from his grandfather in kindergarten. He has read the vernacular version of the four major classics since he was seven or eight years old. He has also read the original version many times. He can feel it.
"There is a man in the Three Kingdoms, who can be regarded as your elder brother. Guess who it is?"
"Are you playing tricks on me?" Xun Yuming frowned and said, "In the Three Kingdoms, Xun Yu's family is surnamed Xun, and I am not the same as Xun. How could there be my brother?"
"I definitely didn't play tricks on you." Zhuang Yi's smile was unfathomable, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, it didn't look like he was joking.
Xun Yuming took a deep breath, stared at the bear pattern on the quilt and pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure out why: "Can you give me a hint?"
"This person doesn't have the same surname as yours, and it takes up a lot of space." Zhuang Yi opened the book, read it slowly, and only quietly observed his expression from the corner of his eye.
Xun Yuming racked his brains and couldn't think of it, the pride on his face was gradually replaced by frustration, his brows were slightly frowned, and his mouth was slightly pouted. Zhuang Yi had a smile in his eyes, and his eyes touched him, like the sun touching everything.
"Who is it?" He said reluctantly, "I can't think of it, so tell me."
Zhuang Yi raised his eyebrows and handed him a red marker: "Go and write it yourself, minus five points, and I'll tell you."
"Deduct my points, and let me write it myself." His own shortcoming of being competitive, he can be regarded as being tightly controlled by him, "I wrote it, hurry up and talk about it."
Xun Yuming lay back on the bed and urged: "Speak quickly."
"Stupid or not?" Zhuang Yi laughed softly. "Of course it's Liu Bei."
"why?"
"Because it is said in the book that Liu Bei's ears hang down his shoulders, he is nicknamed 'Big Ear Thief'." Zhuang Yi hugged him, shaking with laughter. "He has big ears, you have small ears, aren't you his brother?"
"You..." Xun Yuming knew that he was full of bad ideas, pushed him away, rolled up the quilt, and closed his eyes: "Sleep!"
Zhuang Yi leaned over to look at him, scratched the bridge of his nose with his index finger, then pinched his earlobe: "Unhappy again?"
"You know how to play tricks on me." Xun Yuming buried his palm-sized face in the quilt, only his furry head was exposed, and his voice came from the pillow, sounding muffled and grievanced.
Zhuang Yi couldn't help being soft-hearted, bowed his head and kissed his temple, then pecked at his hair, the delicate kiss fell on the top of his skull, he didn't know how to love him.
Xun Yuming trembled slightly from his kiss, curled up in the bed and tightly clutched the sheet, his fingertips were red.
"I found that after you reconciled with me, you became more and more like a child." Zhuang Yi hugged him together with the quilt, and his tone was full of affection, "Don't you think so?"
"That's not it." After Xun Yuming finished speaking, he felt that his own words were very childish, as if acting like a baby with him, he hurriedly changed his words: "Cough, of course not."
"Don't pretend, obviously." Zhuang Yi tugged at his quilt, his voice was like saxophone music slowly flowing in the subwoofer, "Everyone in love is a child, I like you to act like a baby to me. Just because you treat me like this, That’s why I’m special, it’s your uniqueness.”
Xun Yuming snorted softly, but did not refute.
"Okay, don't be angry, let me tell you something happy." Zhuang Yi said softly, "Old Chen asked you to go back to work the day after tomorrow, so you can have surgery."
"Really?" Xun Yuming pulled off the quilt and looked at him with burning eyes: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"
"Of course not, Cen Ji has booked the operating room for you."
"Great!"
Xun Yuming was on vacation for a week, and he felt like he was getting moldy and hairy. He obviously went to the laboratory every day, but it seemed like he was staying at home with nothing to do. Surgery is his life-sustaining pill, and he will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't take it for a day.
Itching until the day after tomorrow, he dressed and got up in the early morning, washed up in a hurry, didn't even have time to eat, and urged Zhuang Yi to go to the hospital before dawn.
Grandpa always got up early, and was sitting at the dining table eating breakfast. He knocked on the bowl with a small wooden spoon, frowned and shook his head at Xun Yuming: "Sit down obviously, let Xiaozhuang eat... after dinner, don't make trouble!"
"I didn't make a fuss." Xun Yuming didn't dare to speak up, muttered softly and sat back in his seat.
Zhuang Yi curled his mouth, finished his porridge in two or three sips, took the key and went to the garage to drive: "We're going to work, grandpa."
"Go." Grandpa nodded.
Xun Yuming hurriedly followed and happily arrived at the hospital all the way. Zhuang Yi sent him to the door of the ward building, shook his hand, and said softly, "How are you doing? Are you nervous?"
"Nervous." I haven't gone upstairs for a long time, and I'm still a little worried. I don't know how everyone will react when they see him. "It doesn't matter, you can go to the consulting room."
Xun Yuming waved his hands, took a deep breath, and walked in.
Cen Ji was already waiting for him in the corridor. There were not many people around early in the morning. Occasionally, a doctor or two would pass by, but they didn't respond when they saw him. They just nodded and said hello and left.
Xun Yuming went to the locker room to change his hand washing clothes, and went to disinfect with Cen Ji, "Is the surgery approved?"
"Not yet, it should be soon." Cen Ji helped him open the glass door, stepped on the control pedal of the faucet with him, and washed hands side by side, "Dean Chen said, your project is likely to win an award, so the leaders are very special Take it seriously, I've given you the green light, and we're going to speed up all the procedures."
"You don't have to win a prize, so don't talk too much." Winning a prize is a low-probability event, and Xun Yuming doesn't want to be placed with too many expectations, otherwise the pressure will be too great and people will be disappointed easily.
Cen Ji smiled, with an expression of "You are too modest", "Come in."
Xun Yuming raised both hands, walked through the electric door, and walked into the laminar flow purification operating room. As soon as he showed up, everyone in the room looked at him, and then there was a round of applause, "Welcome back, doctor!"
"I have a surprise for you, looking for a teacher." Cen Ji had planned it long ago.
"Thank you, thank you everyone." Xun Yuming smiled lightly, and went to ask the nurse to put on a mask for himself, but he was still polite and withdrawn in front of others.
Everyone has long been used to his temper, so it's not surprising.
Cen Ji stood at the position of the assistant, looked at him and said, "A lot of people gossip about you these days, but there are also a lot of people who support you. You come to our hospital for a while, and everyone knows what kind of person you are. They are all on your side."
The people undergoing surgery today, from the anesthesiologist, equipment nurse, itinerant nurse, handwashing nurse, to the assistant Cen Ji himself, are all willing to change shifts, and everyone spontaneously supports him.
"Thank you, but we never start a war and don't have to choose sides." Xun Yuming smiled through the mask, turned his head and ordered: "Microscope."
Today's patient has an acoustic neuroma, and the wound is covered with layers of white sterile cloth, only a small incision is exposed. Xun Yuming stared at the operating microscope in front of him, while performing intratumoral decompression, while examining calmness: "What are the main methods for auditory nerve preservation?"
"Uh..." It's been a long time since I had surgery with him, and Cen Ji was a little unfamiliar.
Xun Yuming is certainly a strict mentor, but he is also a good teacher who is willing to teach you everything, Cen Ji dare not neglect at all: "The first is to do arachnoid plane resection, intratumoral decompression, so as to protect the facial nerves and blood vessels; The second is, electrophysiological monitoring... "
Xun Yuming interrupted: "What are the disadvantages of electrophysiological monitoring?"
"Surveillance results are lagging and there are false negatives."
"What are the consequences?" When Xun Yuming asked the question, he had already begun to use sharp and blunt methods to gradually separate around the tumor.
Every time Cen Ji was asked by him, he would sweat nervously, but every time Xun Yuming asked him again, he would reward him for his help if he could answer well, and he would not say anything if he could not answer, but just looked at him with questioning eyes. He makes people feel ashamed. The last time he asked about the changes in cerebrospinal fluid during sleep, Cen Ji didn't explain the whole thing for a moment, and Xun Yuming stared at him for half a minute.
"The consequences...of course, it will affect the accuracy of facial nerve separation, which will lead to the impairment of the facial nerve function of the postoperative patient, and the rating of HB is not good."
"Come along the direction of the nerve and try to remove the tumor." Xun Yuming gave up his position and gave him the opportunity, "I'll watch you from the side."
"Thank you, Teacher Xun." Cen Ji grinned, nervous and excited, moved to his position, picked up the microknife, and started to cut. Xun Yuming pointed beside him in a low voice, with a gentle and loving tone, quite different from his usual indifferent attitude.
Cen Ji cut a little bit on both sides of the tumor, and the part of the back wall of the internal auditory canal is easy to damage the nerves, so he didn't dare to act rashly, "It's better for you to do it."
Xun Yuming nodded to accept the knife, his left hand shook suddenly, and the microscopic knife slid down the sterile cloth.
"Be careful!"
The author has something to say: HB: The House-Brackman Facial Nerve Function Grading Scale is a commonly used method in the world to evaluate the severity and curative effect of facial paralysis.
The question about Mingming's personality is a foreshadowing, and it has been written in the last two chapters, so please stay calm.
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