The investigation team came so quickly, which was beyond Zhuang Yi's expectation.
According to the usual practice, it will take a week anyway. Perhaps it was because the matter was too big this time and had to be resolved quickly due to the form of public opinion; perhaps it was not far from the next Field Award selection date, and the leaders also wanted to find out the truth as soon as possible and resume Xun Yuming's research, so as not to delay progress.
Whatever the reason, it's not a bad thing. The longer the delay, the more detrimental it will be to Xun Yuming. If you don't fight back while the iron is hot, when the rumors outside calm down, the bad impression in people's hearts will be fixed, and there will be fewer people who pay attention, and there will be no strength in responding.
Zhuang Yi opened the file and drafted a clarification statement, which he would send out when Xue Jiayan woke up and the work of the investigation team was completed. As for the current period of time, they have to keep a low profile and endure the humiliation for the time being.
In just one day, there have been many colleagues looking for Yuming with yin and yang connotations on the Internet. They ridiculed in various forum posts, venting their vanity that has never been satisfied.
Those honest people who spoke up for Xun Yuming were scolded so helplessly.
However, Wang Rui has a good saying that you can only rebound when you hit the bottom. The harder you fall, the harder you will hit back. Just like punching, the greater the retraction of the elbow, the harder the punch will be.
Zhuang Yi pinched the bridge of his nose, closed the computer, and looked next door.
It was vacant there, but my grandfather came back to live in the master bedroom on the first floor. They were afraid that the kitten would meow in the house day and night, making grandpa unable to rest so noisy, so they moved the cat's nest to the next door, so that they could take care of it nearby.
Zhuang Yi gently pushed open a crack in the door, and took a peek. The room was quiet and quiet. Xun Yuming was lying on the side of the bed covered with a quilt, and seemed to be asleep. Behind him were five or six kittens. Just stack one, form a circle, and sleep soundly.
Walking in on tiptoe, Zhuang Yi turned around on the big bed, facing Xun Yuming's stretched sleep, in which the eyelashes were still fluttering. He was clutching a notebook in his hand, half stretched and half leaning against the bed, the pages were spread out layer by layer, wanting to fall.
Zhuang Yi held his wrist, carefully took away the notes, wrapped his wrist which was exposed in the air into the quilt, tucked him in the corner of the quilt, and exited the bedroom.
He hadn't slept all night, and he was also sleepy, but he didn't want to sleep yet.
Zhuang Yi closed the door and went downstairs, just in time to meet Aunt Feng who came to cook, "Let's have braised pork for lunch."
"Oh, I need to buy pork belly now." Aunt Feng patted her coat on her body, turned around and went to the corridor to put on her shoes, "I'll go to the convenience supermarket across the way, there may be some meat."
"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Zhuang Yi agreed, knocked on the door of Grandpa's room, went in and asked, "Grandpa, are you up yet?"
"Xiaozhuang." Grandpa sat up and reached out to reach for the wheelchair beside the bed.
Zhuang Yi hurried over to support him, "Why don't you rest for a while?"
"No need." Grandpa waved his hand, covered himself with the thin blanket he usually used, and rowed the wheelchair out.
Zhuang Yi pushed him and said: "Obviously he is sleeping, he is at home on vacation these two days, I want to spend more time with him, but some clients can't push, so there will be work brought back."
"You can't delay work!" Grandpa said sternly, "I'll go upstairs... to live, you stay in my room..."
"No need for grandpa." Zhuang Yi said with a smile, "Our house is very soundproof, I'm just in the study, it's okay."
"That's good." Grandpa nodded reassuringly, glanced at the time, and asked again: "Has Xiao Feng...cooked yet?"
"I asked Aunt Feng to buy meat, and I kept talking about the braised pork you made for him. I just wanted to tell you, teach me." Zhuang Yi wanted to learn this skill very much before, so he didn't have to look for it. Mr. Ming was thinking that he was in a bad mood today, and he stabbed him with the ugly truth just now, just to make up for it.
Grandpa is also very willing to teach him, if he really leaves in the future, this skill will be lost along with it, then Xun Yuming will never have the taste of childhood again.
While the two of them were preparing the ingredients, Aunt Feng had already returned with a bag of fat and thin pork belly: "It's really cold today, and there are fewer people buying the meat. It's quite fresh."
Zhuang Yi took the meat and asked her to prepare other dishes. He took out a small stainless steel pot and asked his grandfather, "What should I do first?"
"Cook it first." Grandpa sat by the island, pointed to the faucet and said, "Use cold water."
Just as Zhuang Yi picked up the kettle, he heard the words and changed to a pot of cold water, turned on the fire, and put the raw meat in to cook.
"Put in a few...peppers." Grandpa pointed out meticulously, "There are still a few flower carvings, just take them out..."
"Pepper..." Zhuang Yi held the spice jar and asked blankly, "How many grains to put?"
Seeing this, Aunt Feng let out a "puchi" laugh. Grandpa also curled the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Squeeze a few at will... don't count."
Zhuang Yi put in peppercorns, hugged the wine jar and looked at grandpa: "..."
a little.
"You go, I'll watch." Grandpa stared at his movements, and when it was about the same time, he stopped in time: "Okay."
Zhuang Yi hurriedly put away the flower carvings, covered the pot, waited for the water to boil, fished out the meat according to his grandfather's instructions, cut it into small cubes, then served it with green onion and ginger, and set the pot to heat up the oil for frying.
"Put the rock sugar in first." Grandpa knew the approximate temperature of the oil just by looking at the degree of smoke. "Granulated sugar is also fine, but it's easy to fry... it becomes mushy and bitter. The same is true for aniseed ingredients. Don't put... too much, or it will take away the oil. It smells like meat, but it's still bitter."
Zhuang Yi listened to his words, put in half a handful of rock sugar, and slowly fried the sugar color over low heat, then added the meat, aniseed, green onion and ginger and stir-fried until the meat changed color, and his grandfather instructed him: "Put two small spoonfuls of southern milk, And red yeast rice."
"Do you put soy sauce?"
"Don't!" Grandpa shook his hands violently, "If you don't put the braised pork in soy sauce, it will turn black. That's Dongpo pork."
Zhuang Yi said "oh", and when the frying was almost done, he added hot water and simmered. When the lid was lifted again, most of the soup inside had been reduced by half, and the sweet aroma of the braised pork immediately filled the kitchen. The color was bright red, and it looked really attractive.
Grandpa asked him to turn on the fire to collect the juice, "It's ready to serve."
Zhuang Yi specially took out a white triangular bone china plate, filled it with the difficult dish that he had successfully cooked for the first time in his life, wiped off the soup on the edge with toilet paper, and garnished with two hot rapeseed hearts.
Aunt Feng brought his precious dishes to the table, Zhuang Yi took off his black apron, and ran upstairs excitedly to ask Xiao Er to have lunch. Xun Yuming was probably extremely sleepy, he didn't even hear him open the door and go in, breathing evenly and deeply.
Zhuang Yi wanted to shake him to wake him up, but seeing his tired face and couldn't bear it, he hesitated for a moment, and went downstairs alone.
"Obviously?" Grandpa was waiting for them at the dining table.
Zhuang Yi shook his head and said: "He didn't wake up, he was too tired last night, so don't call him, let's eat first."
"Hey, I knew you would cook at night." Aunt Feng took the braised pork and put it in the refrigerator and said, "Keep it and eat it warm when he wakes up."
Zhuang Yi smiled and said nothing. Grandpa picked up the spoon and pursed the corners of his mouth quietly. With his love and care, even if there is no grandfather in the world, his Mingming will still be happy.
When Xun Yuming woke up, the sun outside had already set, and the room was dark. He rubbed his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom to drain the water, just in time to meet Zhuang Yi who was fully dressed when he came out.
"wake up?"
"Um."
Xun Yuming just woke up, his head was still dazed, and for a moment he forgot that he was still sulking at what he said, so he blinked and asked him: "Are you going out?"
"After you finish eating, let's go to the hospital." Zhuang Yi handed him clean clothes and asked him to change into them for dinner.
Xun Yuming asked while putting on his pants, "Did Xue Jiayan wake up?"
"Not yet." Zhuang Yi seemed a little worried, "It's a member of the investigation team, and I want you to find out more about the situation."
"Then let's go." Xun Yuming hurriedly put on his shoes and went downstairs.
Zhuang Yi pushed him by the dining table and said, "Don't worry, they have been working overtime these days and won't go back at night. You eat first."
He served a bowl of freshly steamed white rice, and uncovered the plate on the vegetable bowl. As expected, Xun Yuming's eyes lit up, he stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and looked at the living room in surprise: "Grandpa, you cook for me." Already?!"
"Xiao Zhuang made it." Grandpa laughed and said, "He specially learned from... me at noon, so as not to disturb you, he saved it for you to eat at night."
Xun Yuming looked at Zhuang Yi, with a rich and sweet fragrance blooming between his lips and teeth, and the mellow soup wrapped in hot white rice, which brought him back to his childhood, those days when he won the first place in the exam and was rewarded by his grandfather.
The overlap between the past and the reality, although they are all insignificant things, can't help being moved in his heart, even he can't tell what it feels like, but he just feels that his eye sockets have become shallower recently, and some trivial things can't help but make his nose sour.
After dinner, Zhuang Yi went to drive, Xun Yuming sat in the co-pilot, leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek: "Thank you brother."
"Aren't you angry with me?" Zhuang Yi reversed the car out of the garage and turned into the street illuminated by street lights, his peripheral vision couldn't help but glance at him.
Xun Yuming bit his lip and asked without answering, "When did you like me?"
Maybe he has really changed, people are always changing, the water flowing in the river today is not the water you saw yesterday, maybe he has lost his original intention, and was frustrated by life and desires and became a common man chasing fame and fortune .
Does he still like himself like this
Or, when did he like himself more
Zhuang Yi looked at him and said nothing.
Xun Yuming didn't ask any more questions, he suddenly remembered the article he read in the morning, he was like that in the eyes of ordinary people, and what would he be like in Zhuang Yi's eyes, he would think that because of his lack of "greatness" "Belittle yourself for the change?"
He wanted to ask, but he didn't, he didn't dare to ask.
Zhuang Yi drove the car into the hospital, and a large number of reporters who were originally surrounded by the entrance of the building had already dispersed. He probably felt that he couldn't find any news, so he chased the next bloody place. There were several cars of the Medical Administration Department parked outside the ward building, and Xun Yuming passed by when he entered the door. He and Zhuang Yi looked at each other, tacit understanding, and did not speak.
The two of them went to the dean's office first, and then went to the laboratory with Lao Chen. In the elevator compartment, Lao Chen kept urging: "Be sure to tell the truth, don't lie, or it will be more troublesome. But... don't be too serious." Really, do you understand what I mean?"
"I don't understand." Xun Yuming shook his head, staring at him with big watery eyes.
Old Chen coughed softly, "Of course it's our principle not to lie, but don't tell the truth, especially if you meet someone who is sensitive, just speak as professionally as possible, don't..."
"What he means is that if there is something that is not in compliance with the regulations, after all, it is a bit unrealistic to strictly follow the regulations in the actual situation, and we must know how to avoid the important and ignore the minor, and talk more about professional content to prevaricate, they will not understand." Zhuang Yi simply said to he listens.
Old Chen "coughed" twice, pretending to say: "The words are true...don't say it so harshly."
Clinker Xun Yuming put on a serious face and pushed his glasses, "I will tell the truth and answer all questions."
"..."
Zhuang Yi spread his hands, and Lao Chen sighed: "It's up to you."
The three walked out of the elevator, the door of the laboratory was open, Cen Ji and Xiao Zhou were waiting in the corridor, when they saw them coming, they gestured to indicate that there were people inside. Xun Yuming knocked on the door and went in. Four people in blue uniforms were interrogating Mushroom Head, and there were five or six medical staff who seemed to be checking their experimental equipment.
Xun Yuming greeted them, and went to the back room with one of the staff who had a small cut. Lao Chen stood at the door and greeted the person in charge. Zhuang Yi couldn't go in to accompany Xun Yuming, and he was also irritable staying here, so he pulled his tie and went to the smoking area in the stairwell on the first floor.
As soon as he lit a cigarette, he heard brisk footsteps upstairs. He glanced up and met Sun Zhuo's gaze. The two are not familiar with each other, but they have heard about each other's affairs. They were a little embarrassed for a while, and they turned their heads without talking to each other.
Sun Zhuo walked to the door, looked at the first floor downstairs, withdrew his hand to push the door, and suddenly asked Zhuang Yi: "Is the investigation team here?"
"Go down and have a look." Zhuang Yi put his left hand in his pocket, held a cigarette with his right hand, breathed out a mouthful of blue mist from his thin lips, his handsome face was hazy, and he looked more stable and charming.
Sun Zhuo stared at him, twitched the corner of his mouth, let out a soft "sneer", turned around to leave, thought for a while, and instead closed the door and asked, "I'm really puzzled, what do you like about him? It's now, why do you still like him?" Bind him."
If it was before, Xun Yuming had outstanding demeanor, outstanding looks, and an outstanding doctor, enjoying a high reputation both at home and abroad. There is nothing wrong with Zhuang Yi liking him, but today, his status is in jeopardy and his reputation is ruined. Apart from that face, there is nothing else.
Zhuang Yi is such a smart and outstanding person, why bother to sink with him.
"Does this have anything to do with you?" Zhuang Yi took a puff of cigarette, with a slight smile on his lips, his expression looked a bit disdainful.
Sun Zhuo smiled, leaned against the door and said, "I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious."
Why is it that some people are withdrawn and indifferent like Xun Yuming, but they seem to be the focus of the crowd and attract the attention of everyone. Even Xiao Zhao, who had always been at odds with him, quietly changed his position.
Compared with this kind of people, aren't they too unfair
Seeing his contemptuous expression, Zhuang Yi asked seriously, turned sideways and said, "Everything about Xun Yuming was obtained through his hard work. He has never been favored by fate, do you think he lives an easy life? That means You don't know him. Maybe he has some talent, but it's nothing compared to what he's given."
"Everyone likes him because everyone is neither stupid nor blind. Whether a person is good or bad, whether he is capable or not, you may not be able to tell in a day or two, but the human heart has never been hidden since ancient times. It will show up over time."
"As for me..." Zhuang Yi dusted off the cigarette, took a puff, "I love him, not because he is the youngest Field Medal winner, not because he is a well-known Dr. Xun, nor because he is a young genius, a Beauty. I love him because he is him. Whether he is a doctor or a beggar, it makes no difference to me."
There was a crack in Sun Zhuo's expression, he smiled, and his tone was not without sarcasm: "You are really great!"
Zhuang Yi also laughed, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out, and kicked it into the dustpan beside him. He tugged at the front of his clothes, went downstairs, and when he passed by him, he said calmly: "Of course you don't understand."
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