His face is vague, but he can clearly recognize that person is himself.
She couldn't guess which day it was going to class, whether it was the first time she confirmed his identity, or was called by him to answer the concept of "international commercial arbitration". As he said, this should have been drawn by him on the plane based on fragmentary memories.
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It's just a drawing.
She looked a little surprised, guessing which day and moment it was. It's like playing a game with him. When he draws, he is remembering, and when she guesses, she also needs to keep turning over the past and discerning carefully.
Shen Yao didn't know when he sneaked over, and he immediately wowed: "It's good to have studied medicine, and you will know one or two sketches. Why did you think I found someone who studied the Fa like me?"
She laughed: "You can let him take sketching as an elective course, just like I did last semester."
"Eh, you laughed so lewdly|What are you doing? Didn't a man drew more than a dozen sketches for you?" Shen Yao laughed angrily, and carefully studied for a while, "Is this a supermarket?"
"Yes." She tilted her head slightly, and she could even remember how much he bought under the three-inch tongue of the supermarket aunt.
Gu Pingsheng did not specifically tell her when he returned to the United States, when he would have the check-up and when the operation would be scheduled. She is not a medical student, and her basic understanding of these is no different from ordinary people, because if she doesn't understand, she can't help thinking about serious things.
But he was afraid of his own worries that he knew, so he couldn't ask.
And some words, once they came out, they couldn't be stopped anymore.
The teacher who succeeded Maritime Law taught rigidly, and had a coffin face all day long. The classmates are all complaining. When talking between classes, some people who are usually alienated will always say that it would be better if Teacher Gu hadn't left. Tong Yan knew that they were meant to be heard by himself, so he only looked down and read the book, but he couldn't hear it.
Fortunately, there is only one professional course this semester, and the rest are retakes or electives of their own. There will not be too many opportunities to meet classmates. But after three or four classes, even those who have a good relationship on weekdays began to follow the public opinion and start talking.
She used to be very afraid of facing such a situation, and when she first started with him, she also had countless assumptions. But it really came, and found that it was really no big deal. Compared with the neglect of his parents, the pressure of life, and his illness, these really didn't seem to be a big deal.
As long as it does not affect normal graduation.
But once, when Shen Yao was out of anger, he slammed the book violently, causing the teacher to educate him.
"If Teacher Gu doesn't leave, I wouldn't say it like this." After class, Shen Yao stuffed the book into his schoolbag, still feeling angry. "Yes, let's be honest, why did he suddenly give up teaching?"
"There is something in his family, so he temporarily gave up one semester of class." Tong Yan smiled perfunctorily.
"One semester? We have one semester left, Tong Yan Wuji," Shen Yao sighed hard, "Since he is yours, I don't even look at his pretty face, but Mr. Gu's lectures are really top-notch."
Tong Yan deliberately raised his eyebrows and pretended to be proud to end the conversation.
Eight weeks of class passed without knowing it, and the midterm exam was approaching soon. She has big things and Shen Yao has high numbers, both of which can make liberal arts students lose their skin. Both of them knew that this time was the time to die, and they began a life of problem-solving day and night.
In order to find the self-study classroom, the two people searched one after another until they found that there was no classroom on the fourth floor of the middle courtyard.
It happened that Zhou Qingchen and Wen Jingjing were also studying in the last row.
Shen Yao wanted to avoid it, but Tong Yan felt that he should go over and say hello.
After all, apart from maritime law this semester, they and Jingjing have almost no overlapping classes, and have not spoken for a long time.
When she walked into the classroom, Jingjing was asking Zhou Qingchen if she would like to drink water in a low voice. Zhou Qingchen took out a few coins and handed them to her: "Just go to the vending machine downstairs and buy two cans of Coke."
Quietly stood up and saw Tong Yan, a little surprised: "Yanyan?"
"We can't find a seat, eat with you, no problem?" Tong Yan asked in a low voice.
"no problem.".
When she was gone, Tong Yan sat down in a row in front of Zhou Qingchen and said, "What a nice person to be quiet."
"Shen Heng is not bad too," Zhou Qingchen said meaningfully, "You don't know, he wanted to teach you physics, he deliberately read the college physics you want to study, and write the lesson plan seriously. I dare not talk to you in the end."
Tong Yan was stunned.
"Of course, Teacher Gu is also very good." Zhou Qingchen added in a low voice.
She quickly understood.
Shen Yao took out the book and murmured unhappily: "Look at it, you also said that it's quiet and quiet, and the bane has appeared."
"She didn't mean it," Zhou Qingchen was also very sorry. "I originally wanted to talk to your teacher Gu. When applying for the guest law, she said that Tong Yan has a good relationship with Teacher Gu. Unexpectedly, when I comforted Shen Heng, I With a few casual words, the kid probably took it seriously. However, Tong Yan, although undergraduates can get married now, the school is still very repulsive of teacher-student love... Fortunately, Teacher Gu knows to avoid suspicion."
She didn't say a word.
There are some rumors, the speaker is also unintentional, as long as this semester is over, the internship period will be natural.
Jingjing finally took back four cans of Coke and put them on their table. Everyone didn't say anything, she handed the other one to Zhou Qingchen a little nervously. After hesitating for a while, she didn't dare to speak, and she sat down and continued reading.
"Do you know about SARS?" Tong Yan read the book, leaned back in the chair, and asked Zhou Qingchen softly.
"I know," Zhou Qingchen said of his professional field, but he was energetic, "I have a professional teacher, who is the corticosteroid therapy proposed by his teacher at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, so he especially likes to talk about this history in class."
"Tell me?" Tong Yan's heartbeat was a little unstable.
"What do you want to listen to?" He lowered his voice, "You can't understand even if you are professional. Simply put, it is pneumonia, high fever, severe dehydration, and respiratory infection. Are you not from Beijing? At that time, it was a hard-hit area. You should be very clear."
"It's also clear, and it's not clear." She covered her face with a book. "I remember watching several episodes of programs, and they all said that the sequelae of SARS is an'undead cancer'."
"Almost. At that time, ordinary patients did not understand. Some doctors were infected and refused this treatment, and eventually died. Some were comatose and forced to accept this treatment plan. A dozen bottles of hormones per day were used to save their lives. The sequelae continue," Zhou Qingchen thought for a while, "In short, pulmonary fibrosis, cerebral infarction, femoral head necrosis, etc., these are common problems, the internal immunity is completely destroyed, the loss of mobility, heart failure, all kinds of So... In a word, life can't be cured, and death won't lead to death. Moreover, it has only been seven or eight years, and no one knows what sequelae will emerge in the future."
She knows all of these.
But it is still very permeating to say word by word from the next person.
Shen Yao heard the goose bumps and put down his pen: "Immunity is gone, it's not the same as AIDS."
This analogy is too scary, Tong Yan didn't know what to say for a while.
"AIDS is okay, it's actually okay, but SARS is really a disaster for the medical system," Zhou Qingchen sighed, "Respiratory infection, but how many doctors and nurses fell down at that time. The society will say that the medical system is nowadays." What a disappointment, I simply forgot that year, absolutely no one was withdrawn from the front line. Basically, one batch fell, and one batch was added. They were all white angels, absolutely white angels."
When he said this, he forgot to control the volume of his speech. Many people studying in the front row turned around to look at them, Tong Yanbusi whispered embarrassed, we will pay attention.
Zhou Qingchen didn't speak any more, but with a slap, he opened the coke and poured it into his mouth, as if trying to suppress his emotions deliberately.
When she returned to the dormitory at night, she felt a little uneasy.
Since last week, he has probably been hospitalized, and he can no longer make small chats on msn at a fixed time. The two people started to communicate with each other by e-mail very tacitly.
She opened the mailbox, and unexpectedly there was no new mail.
After staring at the mailbox for a long time, she opened the new mail interface.
TK:
You seem to be lazy these days.
I am about to take the mid-term exam here, and I am very worried about the results this time. How are your grades? When can I hand in the paper
Today I met Chairman Zhou, the boy who forced us to host, remember? He is a medical student, so when chatting, he talked about the SARS. To be honest, I was a little scared by what he said. In fact, I have never told you. Before you told me, I already knew that you couldn't hear it because of SARS. Who told me? Keep it secret for the time being.
So I have told you this secret. Should you also confess about your illness in 2003
Are you scared at the time? Is it painful
I heard from my grandmother that I also had pneumonia when I was about two or three years old. From this point of view, we are really destined. When it’s over, why do I talk about such a serious illness, and I’m still a idiot, it’s terrible...
So I think you need to come back soon.
Words
She closed the mailbox, retrieved two buckets of hot water from the boiling water room, and took a hasty bath in the bathroom cubicle. When he was half-drying his hair and getting ready to go to bed, he couldn't help but opened the mailbox. Unexpectedly, he had already received his reply.
Can't wait to open the email, but there are only very short three-lingual words.
Words:
There were too many victims in that disaster.
The feeling at that time was very simple. I have never been too awake, so it won't be very painful.
in addition,
Please rest easy, Mrs. Gu, Mr. Gu will be back soon.
TK