Shi Jin opened his mouth first and apologized to her: "I'm sorry Shengsheng, I forced you in."
Jiang Jiusheng shook her head: "If I don't want to, no one can pull me back." She lowered her head and buttoned his shirt, unskilled, stumbling, but very seriously, and said in a low voice: "This The second time I was careless, I will be more cautious in the future, you don’t have to worry about me, I know self-defense, it’s not that easy to calculate.” Looking up, she looked at Shi Jin, “Don’t say sorry to me, I know From the day I had feelings for you, I was ready to ignore you."
She is always like this, if she is nice to someone, she will have no reservations, if she loves something, she will love it to the extreme.
Shi Jin didn't say anything, just bowed his head and kissed her.
Jiang Jiusheng was so obedient, he opened his mouth and let him pester him hard.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Shi Jin raised his head eagerly, and pulled Jiang Jiusheng into his arms. His eyes turned cold instantly, and he looked at the person at the door: "Can't you knock?"
Tan Guanxi was stunned for a long time before whispering, "Sorry."
Heh, it's her fault too, wanting to see him, thinking of going crazy, unexpectedly being so impatient, that she couldn't even wait for the time to knock on the door, but what happened
His eyes seemed to be out of her control, and fell on the woman in Shi Jin's arms. The other party didn't dodge, and nodded generously in greeting.
Jiang Jiusheng.
The person Shi Jin kissed on the table turned out to be Jiang Jiusheng, and sure enough, it was her.
She didn't know how long it took before she regained her senses: "I'll come for a follow-up visit."
Shi Jin hugged Jiang Jiusheng down, wiped the water stains on the corners of her lips with the back of his hand, raised his head, his gentleness disappeared, and his tone was indifferent and distant: "There are still five minutes before the consultation time, please wait outside."
Tan Guanxi's face turned slightly pale, she said sorry again, turned around and went out, and closed the door.
Jiang Jiusheng first buttoned the remaining button of Shi Jin's collar, and then said, "I saw her at the door of your office last time, she is the person in charge of Tan's Pharmaceutical."
Shi Jin threw the blood-stained shirt into the trash can and said, "She is my patient."
Jiang Jiusheng sat on the chair and hesitated for a moment: "She seems to have taken a fancy to you."
Shi Jin raised his head with a smile in his eyes: "Are you jealous?"
She nodded honestly.
It seems to be true, she really minds when others covet Shi Jin, even if it is unilateral, it will make people feel blocked, love may be blind and ignorant, it has no reason at all, and it has nothing to do with generosity.
The corners of Shi Jin's lips raised unconsciously, and his eyes were full of joy: "Although I like you to be jealous for me, I still have to explain to you." He focused his eyes and said seriously, "Shengsheng, apart from you, other people Women are a bunch of organs to me."
When the surgeon talked about love, it was terrible.
The gloom in Jiang Jiusheng's heart disappeared completely, and the corner of his mouth couldn't hold back a smile, and he said contentedly, "You go to the doctor first, and I'll go back to the ward."
Shi Jin grabbed her hand: "I haven't finished kissing yet."
After speaking, he clasped her waist, bowed his head and kissed her lips.
Then, after kissing enough, let her go back.
It's four o'clock.
Doctor assistant Xiao Yi went out to summon the patient, and said politely, "Miss Tan, you can go in now."
After he finished speaking, Tan Guanxi did not move. After waiting for a while, she stood up in a daze and walked into the office of the Cardiac Surgery Department.
Shi Jin had already changed into a white coat, lowered his head, held a pen in his hand, and spoke first: "How many times have you experienced fainting symptoms in the past month?"
Straight to the point, without a word of extraneous words.
Tan Guanxi didn't answer, and after a long silence, she asked him, her tone as normal as possible: "Doctor Shi, was that your girlfriend just now?"
Shi Jin still didn't look up, and answered quickly: "Yes."
She clenched her fist tightly and said, "Have you been together for a long time?"
"Miss Tan," Shi Jin raised his head, his eyes clear and cold, "You are just my patient, and you have no right to intervene in my private affairs."
She froze suddenly, opened her mouth, her throat was so sore that she couldn't speak a word.
Shi Jin lowered his head and repeated: "In the past month, how many times have you experienced fainting symptoms?"
Tan Guanxi lowered his head: "Twice." His voice was tense and embarrassingly difficult.
Shi Jin has always given her the feeling that he is professional, restrained, polite but distant, never embarrassing others, but also has no trace of humanity at all, because he treats everyone like this, she takes it for granted, maybe this This is the case in a man's bones, there will be no ups and downs, no joy or anger.
It was only now that he realized that this was not the case. Shi Jin just divided everyone into two categories, Jiang Jiusheng, and everyone except her, and then left all his emotions to her.
"What about hemoptysis?" Shi Jin lowered his head, neither happy nor angry.
Tan Guanxi replied: "No."
He wrote a line on the case sheet, headed up: "Do you have a respiratory infection?"
The eyes are elegant, too quiet, without any ups and downs.
She replied: "No."
"Still coughing?"
"meeting."
"..."
Routine, ask one sentence at a time, without the slightest personal emotion.
Shi Jin didn't look up, wrote something on the medical record, and called for a medical assistant: "Xiao Yi, take Miss Tan for an electrocardiogram and angiography."
Xiao Yi stepped forward.
Tan Guanxi didn't move.
Xiao Yi reminded: "Miss Tan."
She was dazed for a long time before she got up and followed Xiao Yi out of the cardiac surgery consulting room.
Xiao Yi walked in front, not knowing what was being said, she couldn't hear a word, the surrounding sounds were like her tinnitus when she was sick, noisy and ear-piercing.
"Miss Tan!"
She raised her head suddenly, but it was too late, her waist and abdomen were numb from the impact, and she threw herself on the medical cart, subconsciously supporting it with her hands.
The cart fell over, and after a bang, the nurse supported Tan Guanxi, and apologized repeatedly tremblingly.
She shook her head, said it was all right, turned around and continued walking. Behind her, the nurse exclaimed: "Blood!"
Tan Guanxi lowered her head, only to realize that her palms were covered in blood. A pair of scissors hit the ground, and the tips were also stained with blood. She saw the blood gurgling out of her palms, and only then did she feel some real burning pain.
Seeing this, Xiao Yi became impatient: "Quickly stop Miss Tan's bleeding."
The nurse responded, flustered and flustered.
Xiao Yi didn't dare to delay, and ran back to the cardiothoracic surgery department. He couldn't even wait to knock on the door, so he opened the door and shouted urgently, "Doctor Shi, Miss Tan is injured."
When Shi Jin heard this, he immediately stood up.
Xiao Yi hurriedly followed, thinking inwardly that Miss Tan was really precious, not to mention congenital heart disease, her blood coagulation function was much worse than that of ordinary people, and her platelet count was abnormally low, but she still had an RH negative blood type. First-class blood, the whole hospital has to be messed up.
Hospital corridor.
Jiang Jiusheng wore a mask, walked along the eaves, bowed his head, and walked back to the ward. Behind him, someone suddenly called, "Master Sheng."
She turned her head, saw a familiar face, and took off the hat of her coat: "Can anyone recognize me?"
Tan Mobao ran over and nodded excitedly: "Even if you only show your forehead, I can recognize you." True love, no explanation!
She laughed, her eyes were crescent like crescents.
What a lovable and lovely girl, Jiang Jiusheng smiled back and asked her, "Would you like to sit in my ward?"
"want!"
She was going to be in the same room with her idol, she couldn't believe it! In the midst of excitement, someone suddenly called her name.
"Talk about calligraphy!"
Tan Mobao turned a deaf ear and followed Jiang Jiusheng with a smile.
"Talk about calligraphy!"
"Talk about calligraphy!"
It's not over yet! Tan Mobao rolled his eyes, and wanted to drag his idol away.
"Someone is calling you." Jiang Jiusheng heard it too, her voice was urgent, even sullen.
She waved her hand with a smile: "Don't worry, let's go."
Jiang Jiusheng was a little puzzled, but didn't say anything, and walked towards the elevator.
As soon as the floor was pressed, a woman chased in and grabbed Tan Mobao's hand when she came up: "Tan Mobao!" The woman was furious, her face was very ugly, "Your sister had an accident and is still in the emergency room Li, you are lucky, you actually hid, you did it on purpose, didn't you!"
Tan Mobao: "..." What the hell!
The woman who held her back was none other than her "aunt" Yang Shi, a lady who grinned her teeth behind the graceful and noble people in front of others. So far, Tan Mobao has never seen any double-faced person who can perform better than Ms. Yang. When she saw Ms. Yang once, she thought it was the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, but that night she discovered that it was clearly the Hedong Lion.
Talking far away, Tan Mobao stroked Ms. Yang's words, and picked out the main point: "She had an accident, you are looking for a doctor, why are you looking for me?"
Ms. Yang was succinct: "She needs a platelet transfusion."
It's not a discussion tone, let alone a pleading tone, it's only natural.
Only then did Tan Mobao realize the reason, stepped on the outside of the elevator with one foot, folded his hands, half of his body was outside: "So, you want mine?"
"if not?"
This rhetorical question is so reasonable.
The smile in Tan Mobao's eyes disappeared: "Where's my dad? Is he here?"
"Your father is looking for you too." Ms. Yang urged impatiently, "Hurry up."
Tan Mobao looked away, suddenly sneered, then wiped his eyes, then turned his head, looked at Jiang Jiusheng in the elevator, twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked with a smile: "I can't go sit with you anymore, get off Next time?"
Jiang Jiusheng nodded, her eyes were red when she saw her,
She was still smiling as before, but there was a slight gleam in her eyes: "Next time, can I call you Shengsheng?"
"Can."
She grinned, narrowed her crooked eyes, turned and got out of the elevator.
The woman walked in front, cursing.
Jiang Jiusheng looked at the back that was fading away, and suddenly remembered that under the Sanjiu Bridge that year, this girl was also like this, kneeling under the bridge, holding a sign saying that she worked hard to bury her mother, straightened her back, and tightly clenched her hands Heart, lonely and desolate.
Ms. Yang took Tan Mobao to the emergency room.
The blood-drawing equipment was ready, Tan Mobao recognized it, it was called a cell separator, it was not only the first time I saw it, everything was really ready, I just owed her to lie down.
"Nurse, transfuse her." Ms. Yang's tone could not be questioned, "They are sisters, and they are also RH-negative blood. They have been drawn before, so they don't need to be matched, and they can directly transfuse platelets."
Upon hearing this, the nurse took the needle and went straight forward.
Tan Mobao immediately took a step back, put one hand in front of the nurse, turned her head, and looked at her father: "This is the fourth time."
Tan Xiyao was still staring at the treatment room: "Give your sister a blood transfusion first, and we'll talk about the rest when we get back."
The tone was quick and decisive, without any hesitation or struggle.
Tan Mobao smiled, clasped her hands, without any intention of reaching out, she said slowly, "What did you say when you went back? Will you write me a check again?"
Only then did Tan Xiyao cast his eyes on her, and scolded anxiously: "Stop messing around, your sister can't wait."
mess around
OK, let's mess around then.
She stood up and kicked the blood-drawing instrument: "Who is it? Mom. It's my sister! Is there such a sister in the world who draws two tubes of blood from her sister every now and then?" She laughed at her father. Twice, sarcasm, "Stop praising me, I'm just a hematopoietic tool!"
Tan Xiyao didn't expect her to rebel suddenly and was stunned.
Yang Shi on the side was irritated, and didn't care about her image outside, she turned cold-faced completely, and said arrogantly: "We talk about the house for you to eat, give you clothes, let you live the life of a rich lady, why don't you draw some blood?" gone?"
Speak the truth.
Tan Mobao laughed out loud: "Finally, I have said my heartfelt words. I said that you are a rich family, how could you let me, an illegitimate daughter, come in? It turns out that you are not looking at blood relationship." He sneered, "Yes Blood type."
As soon as she finished speaking, Tan Xiyao answered, still serious and upright, with a reprimand: "Stop talking nonsense, Wanxi is your own sister, now is not the time to be angry." He looked up and saw her cold eyes, Still softening his tone, he said kindly, "Mo Bao, give your sister a blood transfusion first, and then Dad will give you whatever you want later."
Tan Mobao asked casually: "I want Tan Wanxi's blood, can you give it?" What if she was the one who lost too much blood? She is also RH negative blood, her surname is also Tan, and she is also his daughter of Tan Xiyao.
Tan Xiyao didn't even think about it: "Your sister is not in good health—"
Oh, there is really no hesitation at all.
Tan Mobao sneered, and interrupted: "I'm in good health, so I deserve it?"
Tan Xiyao's face darkened completely, and just as he was about to speak, the door of the treatment room was pushed open, and the nurse came out: "The patient's bleeding cannot be stopped, platelet transfusion is needed as soon as possible."
Both Tan Xiyao and Yang Shi looked at Tan Mobao eagerly and angrily.
Before the two of them could open their mouths, Tan Mobao walked up to the instrument, rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, and said to the nurse, "Suck mine."
Only now did Tan Xiyao have a good face: "Mo Bao—"
Tan Mobao didn't want to hear a word, and his eyes were cold and clear: "I drew blood for Tan Guanxi, not because you Tanjia gave me food and clothes, that's what I deserve, and it's not like blood is thicker than water, sisterhood Shenquan is bullshit, I really don't know Tan Guanxi at all, but my mother taught me since I was a child, don't be like Tan Xiyao's wolf-hearted dog, to be a human being, you must have a conscience."
Tan Xiyao's eyes were complicated, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something,
Tan Mobao turned his back, closed his eyes, and said, "Dad, just spend it."
When the meager father-daughter relationship is squandered away, and when she no longer has any illusions about blood relationship, she will stop being a good person, pack up her bed and leave, and go to the Sanjiu Bridge to put on the film.
The next day, the second day Jiang Jiusheng was hospitalized, the fast was lifted. Shi Jin made her millet pumpkin porridge. It was very light, nourishing to the stomach, and the ingredients were very simple, but the taste was surprisingly good. It was sent by Xiao Yi, Shi Jin Busy.
After she finished eating, she wanted to find Shi Jin. When she passed by the sixth floor of the VIP ward, she saw a familiar face, Zhang Ronghai, the director she hit on the head with an ashtray the night before.
Zhang Ronghai seemed to lose control of his emotions. Zhang Ronghai yelled in the ward. He pushed the infusion stand and the medical trolley to the ground. He stood barefoot on the ground with the needle of the infusion set in his hand and yelled at the nurse.
"Go away!"
"do not come!"
A male nurse tried to grab him, but he shook him vigorously: "Get out of here!"
A room full of medical staff looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while, so they had to comfort them repeatedly, but they took a step forward, and Zhang Ronghai threw the syringes and trays on the ground like crazy.
"Someone is going to kill me!"
Zhang Ronghai shouted hysterically: "My medicine, he took my medicine!"
"He's going to kill me! He's going to kill me!"
"You all don't come here."
"Go away!"
"No one can harm me! Don't even think about harming me!"
"..."
Outside the ward, Jiang Jiusheng stood thoughtfully. The nurse hurried out of the ward, bumped into her shoulder, and ran away quickly after apologizing.
Zhang Ronghai's attending doctor is Dr. Xu from the Department of Neurosurgery.
The nurse ran to the third floor in one breath, panting and pushed open the neurosurgery office door, breathlessly said: "Dr. Xu, the patient in 608 is suddenly abnormal."
Xu Qingbo took the stethoscope, got up immediately, and asked as he walked, "What's the matter?"
"Blood pressure and heartbeat rose, and the patient suddenly became hyperactive and very manic." The nurse added, "The symptoms were very similar to last night. The patient was very resistant and refused to let the medical staff get close to him, and refused to treat him."
Xu Qingbo didn't ask any more questions, and quickened his pace. As soon as he left the office, he saw Shi Jin leaning against the wall opposite the door, looking like the old god was there.
The Cardiac Surgery Department is on the fifth floor, and this is the third floor. It is rare to see Shi Jin coming to the Department of Neurosurgery.
Xu Qingbo asked, "Looking for me?"
He came over: "Yeah."
Xu Qingbo had a flattered expression: "Personal business?"
"Private matter."
Xu Qingbo glanced at his watch: "I have a patient now, wait for me for ten minutes, and I will go to the Cardiac Surgery Department to find you after the end."
Shi Jin stood without moving, his eyes were deep, without emotion, he just said, "One minute is enough."
Yo, this is the first time ever.
"You go over and inject the patient with a tranquilizer first." Xu Qingbo finished explaining to the nurse, then looked at Shi Jin, "What's wrong?"
Shi Jin's tone was flat: "The patient of 608, I suggest you transfer him to the psychiatric department."
What a coincidence, he is also a patient of 608.
Xu Qingbo folded his hands, with deep meaning in his eyes: "Have you read his medical records?"
Shi Jin shook his head: "He smashed Jiang Bomei's head."
Oh, this is the culprit.
Xu Qingbo knew about Jiang Jiusheng's first aid the night before, so there is no doubt that Shi Jin was trying to settle Jiang Jiusheng's account.
Xu Qingbo said seriously: "Did you do something to him already?"
Shi Jin did not deny it.
Xu Qingbo is also a doctor. He knows how to turn a patient who has been addicted to drugs for a long time and has taken too much LSD into a mental disorder. With a little medicine and a little psychological tactics, Shi Jin can kill them in minutes.
"I said why did you suddenly have symptoms of persecution delusion." Xu Qingbo stopped smiling and suddenly became serious, "Shi Jin, you are breaking the law."
Shi Jin didn't take it seriously: "A guy who has done all kinds of bad things, even if he dies, he still deserves to die."
Extreme thinking, dangerous behavior, is a typical paranoid personality disorder.
Xu Qingbo said earnestly: "That should be judged by the judge, not you." It is best to receive psychological treatment as soon as possible. Shi Jin's current behavior awareness is like walking on a sharp knife, and if he loses his balance a little, the consequences will be disastrous. Obviously, The fulcrum of balance is Jiang Jiusheng.
Shi Jin turned a deaf ear, "I didn't come to ask for your opinion."
Xu Qingbo raised his eyebrows, waiting for the next article.
Shi Jin calmed down, and his tone was calm, his usual understatement: "I'm warning you, don't hinder me."
Xu Qingbo was completely speechless.
Shi Jin's mental state is very dangerous, and he can predict that if one day Jiang Jiusheng makes a wrong move, Shi Jin will fall into the abyss.
In the afternoon of the same day, a patient surnamed Zhang in the Department of Neurology was suspected of suffering from persecution delusions and was extremely mentally disturbed.
At about three o'clock, Su Qing came to the hospital to visit, and coincidentally, the young couple Li Ranran and Jin Fanglin also came.
Su Qing sat by the bed, peeling an apple while feeling emotional: "Retribution, retribution."
Li Ranran quickly moved a small stool over to listen to the gossip.
In the pool of dirty water in the entertainment industry, gossip spreads the fastest. Su Qing is very popular in the circle, and she listens to everyone, there is nothing she doesn't know.
"Now there are rumors in the circle that a director surnamed Zhang is mentally ill. Don't talk about making movies in the future. I guess he will have to go to a mental hospital to play with his patients."
Li Ranran was very curious: "Is that really sick?" Looking quite normal, he was a perverted jerk.
Su Qing divided an apple into three pieces, one for each person, and took a bite: "Who knows, there are not many people in the mental hospital who admit that they are sick, but when they go in, they are really not sick, and no one believes it."
Li Ranran nodded, not knowing what to do.
Su Qing added: "I guess that Zhang is a psychopath even if he is not sick. Several female artists have been depressed by him. I have only seen one with a scar on his back burned by that beast with a cigarette butt."