Until the end of the operation, Tang Aiyun's mood was difficult to calm down for a long time.

He recognizes the theory of talent, but two vascular anastomosis experiences can be successful, this is too mysterious, even if you sew socks, you may not be able to succeed twice, right?

But the facts are in front of you, and in the end, a thousand words can only be turned into a sigh: "You kid, you are too godly." ”

Zhou Yi smiled as innocently as he could......

Although he also knows that his actions are a bit exaggerated, but the system is close to the body, and he can't always be unrevealed, so creating a 'genius' identity aura as soon as possible can also be slightly understandable and acceptable.

"Brother Tang, I'm a record-breaker, right? Are there any people you know like me?"

People are jealous, and Lao Tang is no exception, recalling his former self, when he was as old as Zhou Yisheng, he was still wrapped in gauze in the scolding of the head nurse.

"Yes, yes, you're a genius, right? Give me a little smartness in the future, the rules will be decided this time, you can get started, if you make a mistake, write me a post-operative report after the operation." ”

The postoperative report was Tang Aiyun's inspiration, but now that I think about it, it is indeed a good restrictive measure, which can make Zhou Yi as stable as possible and not be greedy.

As for the senior doctor's small methods of making difficult cases and reporting, Lao Tang is also a person from the past, and he is 100% sure that he will vomit blood on Monday.

As for Zhou Yi's attitude, he is happy to see it.

Unless you grow to the total level of hospitalization and soak in the operating room all day, not only your own cases and surgical reports will be written, but also the senior doctor's will be thrown to you, and the preferential treatment of hospitalization always needs to be borne by someone.

"Rebecca, you clean up the surgery cart and we'll take the patient. ”

Dan is not there, and the physical work of delivering patients cannot be completed by Lao He and a woman's house.

There is still some distance from the operating vehicle to the inpatient department, and although the road has been simply cleared, it is still full of potholes, and in some places it is necessary to lift the entire hospital bed.

Mudi's surgery went very quickly, starting at 9 a.m. and now it's only 10:40.

Hanging the liquid for him, the two sat on the porch stairs to rest, and Old Tang lit a cigarette and swallowed the clouds.

After Lao He came back, he was not in a hurry to prepare lunch.

She wants to teach Jie Laer to learn English, and Nobby can also skip class.

The morning sun is warm under the sun, and the whole picture looks extremely lazy.

Rested for a while.

Monday took care of the lunch work, Tang Aiyun didn't squirm, and leaned over to ask for a satellite phone: "Xiao Zhou, can you use the phone for me?"

"Yes, it's in the side pocket of the backpack in the room. ”

It's noon, and I'm just getting off work in the evening.

Lao Tang couldn't hold back and wanted to share interesting stories with his wife, and he met He Congshuang in Africa, and He Congshuang also operated on him together.

I don't know what we talked about on the phone, but it wasn't until Monday that I finished lunch that Old Tang finished calling, and then he was embarrassed to find Lao He: "Rebecca, what, can we take a photo together, and then sign a few names for me?"

He Congshuang did not refuse, and even said: "I have a Polaroid, I took a photo, and I signed the photo directly for you, right?"

"Good. Tang Aiyun rubbed his hands happily.

After lunch.

Jerrael took a nap as usual, and Don entered Dan's room.

He Congshuang made a cup of black tea and wrote and drew by the porch with a pen and paper.

Zhou Zhou waited for a while, and leaned over curiously: "What to write?"

Lao He didn't hide it, revealing a painting on the paper, a realistic sketch, but the scenery has nothing to do with the surroundings, more like a European-style manor.

A little girl swinging on a swing......

Behind him is a man with no facial features.

In the final flower garden, a tall woman was watching everything, and the corners of her mouth were outlined with a hint of a smile.

"What is this?"

Lao He didn't explain, but asked rhetorically: "What do you think people live for?"

Forehead.

Our literary young women are online.

Zhou Zhou hates this kind of question about the philosophy of life, yes, it is very annoying.

The reason also comes from his own family, other people's families are perfect, and he only has a grandfather and father, and it is impossible to say that he has not been discriminated against since he was a child.

As I get older, I wonder why this is the case......

Thinking about it, people are easy to drill the tip of the horns, and begin to think about life and death, life, calamity, and chance, so that for a while, Xiao Zhou's children's shoes are very depressed.

It wasn't until later that he suddenly became transparent......

The more you think about things, the more you will fall into it, and what people are most afraid of is knowing too much, because the more you know, the more questions you will have, and the mysteries of the world are like a strange circle, but you can live a stupid life in order to get simple happiness.

So Monday said, "For pleasure." ”

Firmly!

He Congshuang was quite surprised by this answer.

Because she thought that Zhou Zhou would say something big.

"I agree. ”

And then.

She stopped writing, cleaned up the painting, sandwiched it in, and suddenly said: "Delia, they should be back soon this time, I have a sum of money here, you can order the mobile operating room first, and you can drive out in the afternoon if it's okay, and contact Zagari." ”

The speed at which topics jump is simply ......

Zhou Yi was ready to talk about life with young women in literature and art, but it turned out to be gone??

He wanted to refuse, but looking at Lao He's fixed gaze, he still didn't say anything.

He Congshuang saw that he acquiesced to the result, and smiled: "It's not for nothing, Oshas's three-component red, let's talk about it, don't you want to change the hexagram." ”

Monday could tell that it was a pure roundabout.

Oschats's dividends are only on paper, and whether they can dig up gold or not is still two theories.

If you say......

Earlier, Lao He was cold and high.

So now she gives Zhou Shengsheng the feeling that she is an ordinary soft woman, and suddenly thinks about other people's thoughts, but she shows a cold protective color.

The two phases merge and there is a strong contrast......

It's so cute.

"Then I'll go, I'll bring you food back in the evening...... I won't take Brother Tang with me, let him take care of the patient. ”

Subsequently.

Monday Monday departed.

The nearest market town is where you can meet Old Tang every time you meet, and you can buy some delicious dinners.

When he arrived at the place, Zhou Zhou didn't rush to order food, and first called Zagari, explaining that he was willing to order a mobile operating room, and Zagary excitedly shouted: "This is a wise decision." ”

The product was in stock, and Zagali had said that it would be delivered in two days, but after thinking about it on Monday, he refused: "I'm going to the capital of Peron on Sunday, let's meet there, lest you run too much." ”

The metal detector I bought on eBay will also arrive when the time comes.

After finalizing the matter, Monday was ready to order food and return, and it was only ten minutes to stay back and forth, but it was not until dusk in the evening.

But.

Just then, Monday's phone rang again.

As soon as I looked at the screen, it was a message from a WeChat group, sent in real time.

He smiled and opened it, wanting to see who happened to find a place with a signal to report the news, maybe he could talk a few words.

But as soon as it opened......

Zhou Yi's smile froze directly on his face-

"Something's wrong!"

"Tang Yi is critically ill!!"

The message was sent by Tong Han.