When the sales lady heard this sentence, she looked at Tong Yan with envy.
This kind of remark sounds like a little girl looking for a golden tortoise son-in-law, or the kind of inexplicable and affectionate type who wants what they want... But these words are completely different for the person who speaks and the person who really listens.
When I returned to the hospital at night, the patient in the other bed was already asleep. I don't know why there is no family member to accompany me. The family members by the window closed the curtains and chatted with the patient in a low voice.
She opened the notebook and began to look at the pile of printed notes.
In order to show that his memory was very hard, Shen Yao added a () between the two lines from time to time to express his thoughts about class. For example, (the boy at the next table is looking at me), (the nightmare goddess wears very earthy clothes today) or something, which always reminds Tong Yan of her class status... She watched for a while and sent a text message to Shen Yao: Gu Ping is back. .
Within a minute, Shen Yao called immediately.
"I'm back? I'm really back?!" Shen Yao was obviously more excited than her, "I said, you have to be educated. After such a big thing, you are only coming back now... But forget it, man, there are always many Excuse, just get by."
Tong Yan laughed so hard that he took the phone and walked out of the room.
"Did he hug you and give you a hard kiss, saying that his wife has worked hard?"
"... count it."
Shen Yao smiled happily: "Are you at home? Or at his house? Or in the hospital?"
"At the hospital," she stood at the door of the ward and watched two nurses pass by, "the last period of chemotherapy will be discharged from the hospital in about July, just in time to go back to the exam."
Shen Yao lived in a dormitory by himself all day long. He was lonely and mad. Hearing her saying this, he immediately cheered and said quickly: "Anyway, he is back, let him help you watch the night. It's time for a man to come forward. , Test and test."
Tong Yan was vague, holding a note, and began to ask her scribbled places.
Shen Yao's physics was also in a mess, most of them were forgotten when they remembered them. He didn't know what he wrote, and he insisted on talking nonsense, and he was even more confused when he heard Tong Yan.
Finally, I decided to ask Gu Pingsheng tomorrow.
When the phone hung up, I happened to hear a few people on the night shift chatting.
Amidst the gossip, the word "Doctor Gu" was faint. She subconsciously thought it might be related to him, so she pretended to be a low-haired text message and listened carefully to the content. Gradually, something wrong was discovered, and after listening to it, I realized that this "Doctor Gu" refers to his mother, Gu Tongke.
Many evaluations are very good.
Doctor Gu is very good to people, better to patients, and very good to the master's students he brings. Even no matter how busy he is, he will go to other provinces and cities for surgery. She unconsciously pressed the phone keyboard, imagining what kind of person his mother was... From his past, her mother was always a very calm person, and even taught him as a child to control his emotions.
"I always hear people talk about Director Gu, who has a good temper. These are all too despised. That day, I saw the three deputy directors in my heart beat up," the little nurse curled her lips. "Two men and one woman. , Slap each other, it's called a lively."
The little nurse said excitedly.
She heard almost, just about to turn around and go back, when she suddenly heard his topic.
"In fact, Dr. Gu’s son has a bad temper and is always cold." A nurse who seemed to be about 30 years old suddenly mentioned him. Although he did not name him, Tong Yan could guess that it was him. However, the tempers of these doctors are quite strange, and he is still normal, but he doesn't like to talk to people."
I have a bad temper and don't like to talk to people...
It's like the first time I saw him.
"Later when SARS came to him, he changed a lot. He came this afternoon and he was completely different from before." The nurse sighed a little and added, "I heard that he watched Doctor Gu commit suicide, but he was at home. … It’s no wonder that the temperament will change drastically, and there will always be some influence… ”
She was palpitating when she heard it, but Yu Guangli saw Gu Pingsheng coming from the elevator entrance.
After a moment of surprise, she quickly adjusted her expression and turned her head to look at him with a smile, pretending that she hadn't heard anything.
Where the nurses were resting, the entire corridor could not be seen, so the nurses continued to talk, not paying attention to the central character of the topic. It wasn't until he approached that the nurse who knew Gu Pingsheng stopped abruptly, and then remembered the fact that he was deaf and calmed down.
Gu Pingsheng glanced at them and smiled politely.
The nurses greeted him with some embarrassment: "Doctor Gu? Come so late?"
He even habitually called him a'doctor'.
"I'll see my wife," he pointed to Tong Yan, "I'm afraid she can't handle it alone."
He looked at her when he spoke.
Following his words, several nurses all looked over. Tong Yan's face was a little red, and for the first time he felt that eavesdropping on people's gossip was even more embarrassing than people's gossip.
In the ward, the patients and family members who were chatting just now are also asleep. Fearing to disturb others, she dragged him to the stairwell. The wind blowing in from the window has the feeling of downtown, mixed with the heavy smell of disinfectant in the corridor, which makes people a little unconscious. She raised her hand and looked at her watch. It was past eleven.
In three hours, the two people were separated for three hours, and he came again, still in the middle of the night.
"Maybe I'm still adjusting to jet lag, I lie down and read a book for a while and didn't fall asleep, just come and see you."
He explained that, but those eyes had already made the reason very obvious.
He was thinking about her.
"I can't sleep either," Tong Yan was still thinking about the nurses just now, but he was afraid of being noticed by him, and he simply held up a stack of notes, "Since you can't sleep either, do physics problems with me?"
Speak this sentence.
She laughed first, God, what a bad excuse is this...
"Okay," he couldn't help but laugh, took the class notes in her hand, and happened to see Shen Yao's () comment, "Shen Yao is really a very interesting student."
"Don't say the word'student'," she snatched the top one. "She is Mrs. Gu's best friend. You say she is a student, which makes me feel awkward."
"Stop ears and steal the bells," he said with a smile, and continued to read the notes below, "Go get a newspaper."
Tong Yan looked at him doubtfully.
"Spread it on the window sill, so you can do the problem."
He accepted the task of course.
So the two of them were really in the stairwell and began to do physics problems decently. He was very serious, but Tong Yan was often distracted. After three o'clock, he couldn't help but doze off. He put his elbows on the window sill covered with newspapers and closed his eyes in a daze. Soon, I felt the warm touch on my lips and suddenly opened my eyes.
"Go in and sleep," he straightened up and closed his pen cap, "it's almost four o'clock."
"Aren't you sleepy yet?" She really has no real experience with jet lag. Seeing his still dark and bright eyes, she has some real feelings. "No wonder you are always tired during the day and make me messy. Worry."
"Slowly it will get better, but I haven't gotten used to it soon after I came back."
"I'll stay with you for a while, just this night," she looked at the quiet surroundings, "Why don't you tell me ghost stories? I'm the most timid. After you finish, I will not be sleepy. ."
"Ghost story?" Gu Ping was silent for a while, "I really can't remember anything."
"You clearly said that medical students can tell ghost stories best," she reminded him, "that is, when we went to the hospital for the first time, I told you ghost stories, you were not afraid at all. At that time you were not Tell me, medical school is the birthplace of ghost stories, classrooms, laundry rooms, bathrooms, toilets, canteens, even every dormitory, every bed, can tell ghost stories?"
Gu Pingsheng smiled very innocently: "Did I really say?"
"Of course, there are so many ghost stories in the medical school, and there must be more in the hospital," Tong Yan seemed to think of something suddenly, and looked at him up and down. "Frankly, have you told a female nurse about ghost stories? Take the opportunity to eat people. Tofu?"
"I really don't know how to tell ghost stories," he smiled more innocently. "However, I remember that medical school students came here to carry the donated body from this staircase. Because of the respect for the dead, they carried it. People in the hospital can't talk, and over time, the people in the hospital also remain silent when they pass by here."
…
Her hands and feet were cold in an instant, and her heart was pounding in her chest.
Wouldn't it, break the taboo tonight...
The night breeze at four o'clock was a bit cold and even more permeating.
But he was still laughing.
"Really?" She didn't dare to look back out of the window, tightly holding his hand, still feeling terrified, and leaning into his arms. It's terrible. Such simple sentences are absolutely reminiscent in the middle of the night.
"Fake," he grabbed her in his arms, "how is it possible, this is just an oncology department."
…
Because of his lie, Tong Yan really didn't dare to stand here anymore. After he left, he lay on the folding bed, still thinking about it. If you can't stand it anymore, just take out your phone and send a condemnation message to the culprit: It's over, I can't sleep at all, you have to take full responsibility.
She rolled over, lay on the small pillow, and stared at the phone in a daze.
Because the hospitals are implementing the "zero escort" pilot program, the standard of care has been improved a lot, plus Aunt Liu’s care, grandma always has a fixed nurse to take care of it, and she has the help of a caregiver. She tells the truth in the past few months. Not too hard.
Newspapers, books, mobile phones, laptops, folding beds.
Enough for every night.
In those nights, she would often do the questions in the middle of the night. Half of the time she knew her grandma was too painful to fall asleep during chemotherapy, so she had the right to accompany her, and the other half was thinking about him. what.
Unexpectedly, he returned safely and still couldn't sleep.
Leave, turn back, and leave again.
The tossing for a few hours seemed to be hypocritical, and it didn't seem to be something he had done at all. But because it was not like it, it made her feel that the three months and seventeen days of separation must have happened a lot of things that she couldn't imagine and experience. It was as if she had undertaken so many things on her own without wanting to let him know.
He loves his mother very much. From the first meeting, he sat slumped by the wall, and in the second half of the time when he educated himself furiously, he could feel it. Even a simple power outage can make him so nervous... At that time, he said that if you were more careful and listened carefully to the movement in the room, his mother would not die so early.
The phone turned on suddenly, she couldn't adapt to the sudden light, squinted, reading his text message:
Don't worry, Mr. Gu is a very responsible person and will accompany you until you fall asleep. TK