"Yang Mo, Yang Mo."

Yang Mo didn't seem to hear anyone call her, and still looked at the Lancet magazine in front of her.

"Come back to your senses, come back to your senses," Ding Jiajia put down the lunch box, "What do you think?" It's almost time to eat, it's all cold. ”

Yang Mo raised his head, "Do you know that there is another doctor from the Department of Cardiology?" ”

Speaking of this, Ding Jiajia was not angry, "I know, I don't let people live, five doctors have come one after another since this year, and it will not be our business to evaluate the title in the future." ”

"I want to do a Ph.D. too." Yang Mo reached for the lunch box, picked up a steamed bun and chewed absentmindedly.

Ding Jiajia looked at Yang Mo in surprise, "Are you crazy, how much attention does your department attach to you, you have gone to Tibet again, and you have to develop traditional Chinese medicine injections," said and paused, "Is it because of Chen Dong?" ”

Yang Mo shook his head, "I just feel that I have learned too little, and I can't do anything well, so I should study when I have the opportunity, so as not to be lazy." ”

She really felt that living like this every day was boring, and it always seemed that something was missing.

"You have it," Ding Jiajia looked at Yang Mo, "If you look bad on duty every day, if you study for a doctorate, you won't be killed." ”

Yang Mo took the dish and put it in his mouth.

Ding Jiajia leaned on the bed in the duty room, "Eat slowly, eat slowly, when will your problem of eating fast be changed." ”

"It's all in their thirties, what to change." Yang Mo picked up the water on the table and drank it.

After divorcing Chen Dong, she was sad for a while, and soon got used to living alone, going to and from work at two o'clock every day, except for writing papers on duty, she had no time to do anything, and she didn't seem to be interested in anything else.

The people in their department said well, she is a workaholic, a typical Capricorn, and some people think that she is traumatized by her marriage, and she often laughs when she hears these words, life is still her own, and it doesn't matter what others think.

According to her habit, it is to move forward. She has set several goals for her life, all about work, and nothing else, she doesn't care about love and love, she has lived alone for so long, and she has been numb unconsciously, and she won't believe that there is anyone who can live intimately with her, let alone fall in love, time is flowing. By the time she realized it. Nothing was missed.

"You're really expecting it. Our good husband may be waking up. Ding Jiajia said suddenly.

Yes Sir, the nickname they gave to the comatose patient in the ward, called him Yes Sir because he would never be angry no matter what happened.

Yang Mo was very interested in this patient, after divorcing Chen Dong. She used Mr. Yes's ward as her place of refuge, where she wrote the patient's inpatient records and occasionally rested in the empty bed next to her.

Ding Jiajia said: "It's really strange for you to say, the national consultation says that the inhibition of the reticular ascending activation system leads to consciousness disorders, and the patient's current situation should not be easy to wake up." Now after brain imaging, effective brain activity has been detected, and the brain responds to some instructions," said Yang Mo's hand, "you said. How did you notice that? ”

How to say this, every time she writes a medical record, she always feels that someone is looking at her, that feeling is very strange, and when she chats with Ding Jiajia, she also feels that Mr. Hao is listening carefully.

"Don't you want to do neurology together with your Ph.D., do you?"

Yang Mo has a problem. "It's hard to say."

Ding Jiajia couldn't help laughing, "You pervert, don't come back to grab a job from me." ”

As soon as Ding Jiajia finished speaking, someone hurriedly called her, "Ding Jiajia, your patient has woken up, don't you go and see it." ”

"Which one?"

"Which one else, 703 beds."

Yes man.

Ding Jiajia grabbed Yang Mo, "Let's go, let's take a look." ”

The two of them went all the way to the inpatient building, and the family members were blocked in the hallway.

"Mom, don't be sad, my brother has been in a coma for so long, so he doesn't know us, it's good to recover in the future, and the most important thing is that people are fine."

The woman in her fifties nodded, "It's okay if you're fine, let's take our time with the rest." ”

"What are you doing?" Ding Jiajia was dragged by a colleague before she entered the door, "Come in, you are in charge of the patient, you know best." ”

Ding Jiajia entered the ward, and Yang Mo was just about to follow, "Yang Mo, are you on duty today?" ”

Yang Mo hurriedly raised his hand to look at the watch, it was time to go to work, and he hurriedly took the case and rushed to the ward.

I was busy until the evening before I saw Ding Jiajia.

"How?" Yang Mo said.

"When people wake up, they just look weird and don't talk much," Ding Jiajia said and lowered his head and smiled, "But why didn't we see it before, Mr. Hao is so handsome." ”

No matter who has been lying in bed for so long, it will not look good, the face is sallow, the eyelids are puffy, the beard is unshaven, and no matter how well the family cares, it will be a patient in the past.

To say that the patient is good-looking, that is because he has never worked in a hospital.

Yang Mo couldn't help laughing.

"Really," Ding Jiajia said, "You can also go over and take a look, anyway, you have to rob me of my job, so I might as well help you." ”

Just as the work in hand was completed, Yang Mo followed Ding Jiajia to the ward.

Opening the door of the ward, Yang Mo raised his head and saw a tall figure on the bed.

Just looking at the silhouette, Yang Mo recognized that it was the patient who had been lying in bed for a long time.

But the more I walked forward, the more I felt that this person was different from the person who was lying on the bed before.

I can't tell why.

His eyes were exceptionally clear, though there was a slightly bewildered look in them.

But as long as you look at it, you will feel that it is so beautiful together.

The faint breath made her heart suddenly clear at this moment.

"Bang bang...... Bang bang ......"

"Bang bang...... Bang bang ......"

The heartbeat was strangely rattling.

"I'm your attending doctor," Ding Jiajia said very familiarly, "This is my colleague Yang Mo, the two of us used to talk in your hospital room often, that is, she said that you will definitely wake up." ”

Yes Sir's gaze fell on the wall.

A few words are posted on the wall.

Yang Mo somehow read it out smoothly, "This is your diagnosis, the inhibition of the reticular ascending activation system leads to impaired consciousness." ”

Mr. Yes' brows furrowed slightly, as if he didn't understand.

Yang Mo read it word for word.

After reading it three times, he seemed to understand, and the fingers of his right hand moved slightly, as if to memorize those words.

Ding Jiajia gently bumped Yang Mo and whispered, "He doesn't speak, how do you know what he's going to ask?" I thought it was weird when he woke up, and I didn't even dare to talk to him. ”

I don't know how to explain it, but she just knows that although his eyes are deep and full of guard, she is not afraid.

Mr. Hao didn't reject Yang Mo and Ding Jiajia very much, and Ding Jiajia's chatter gradually emerged, "Our Dr. Yang is going to study for a doctorate, maybe he will study neurology." ”

Yang Mo couldn't help laughing, how could anyone in their thirties re-choose subjects.

"Let her read your medical records more, and maybe she can write a medical paper."

Yang Mo glanced at Ding Jiajia fiercely, and Ding Jiajia closed up with a smile.

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I'm the king of rework, and all the things I wrote yesterday were reworked and rewritten, and I always feel dissatisfied with this point in the end, and the level of writing needs to be improved.

It's late, send a little first, and I'll continue the code.