Although Fang Ming just said a very ordinary word, Mu Chun felt a chill in his back when he heard it, as if he had been touched by the cold palm of the monster's neck.

Mu Chun found that Fang Ming's eyes were dim, although he looked no different from usual, but there was no brilliance in his eyes.

Mu Chun raised his head and looked around, until Fang Ming complained, "Are there flies or mosquitoes on it?" ”

"No, no, Director Fang's words are wrong, I want to say that everything in this hotel is good, but the lighting is wrong, look at my eyes." After Mu Chun finished speaking, he put down his chopsticks and put his face in front of him.

"Don't get so close, watch out for infectious diseases." Fang Ming ducked back in disgust.

"Director Fang doesn't have any light in his eyes, you can see if there is any light in my eyes." Mu Chun said as he brought his face closer.

"Okay, you have it, you have it, your eyes are full of light, the light of the moonlight."

Fang Ming couldn't stand Mu Chun, so he could only answer his question.

"Is that how you treat psychosomatic patients? All kinds of nonsense? ”

"I'm asking you about light, light, you slept for three days last week, and there was no brilliance in your eyes, I would suspect that you have something wrong with your eyes or some liver disease." Mu Chun gushed out.

"You ......"

"Since you invited me to dinner, you must be going to treat it for free, so what does Dr. Fang Ming want to tell me? Something about the professor? Mu Chun took the opportunity to cut to the chase.

Fang Ming didn't answer, and drank a whole glass of water. Received the professor's call the night before, Fang Ming had just taken a shower and was about to read a medical book for a while, when the mobile phone rang, and when he saw that it was the professor's phone, Fang Ming didn't dare to answer.

He knew too well that this call would not be a good thing, although there were many medical miracles in the world, but the disease of pancreatic cancer was too close to the demon, and it was difficult for Fang Ming to convince himself that a miracle would happen.

The professor's voice on the other end of the phone became weaker and weaker, and he said that after thinking about it, he still had to call Fang Ming, although his voice was almost unrecognizable.

"I may be in intensive care for a while, maybe tonight, I already have a hunch that doctors should believe in miracles, but it is really impossible to expect miracles to happen to me, I haven't thought about whether it will be better to stay in Zhinan according to your advice than now, it should be said that it is better to look at it."

Fang Ming choked up, and could only blindly listen to the professor's intermittent voice, weak and weak, and there was no resemblance to the professors of the past at all.

"Well, I know, no, I don't know, I'm sorry......" Fang Ming said thoughtlessly.

"My wife and children have come, no regrets and no complaints, my life is wonderful, I can give you some encouragement, although in the end I still did not learn the lesson of death.

Another reason why I called you was that I was afraid that you would collapse, and I left Zhinan without telling you, and I decided to undergo a new surgical treatment without consulting you, and this matter has nothing to do with you...... I mean, don't blame yourself for my business. ”

With that, the professor's voice disappeared, and then, Fang Ming heard on the phone the voice he didn't like the most, the sound made by the instrument that determined whether a person lived or died with monotonous colors and tones.

It was silent and then noisy, Fang Ming heard the nurse's shouting on the phone, and heard the voice of the professor's wife rushing over, "Help, can still be saved, can give first aid......"

Hearing this, Fang Ming hung up the phone and fell groggily on the bed, after dawn, Fang Ming knew that everything was over.

"The professor is gone, you are really not good personally, can't you work hard?" Mu Chun swallowed a sweet and sour strip and asked.

"I don't, I'm fine." Fang Ming replied.

"Then you can eat and show me." Mu Chun said and took another bite of wine-stuffed balls.

"How can you eat so much?" Fang Ming frowned, seeing that Mu Chun's appearance of eating was somewhat similar to that day of the professor, the professor also ordered a table of dishes, and at first he was very interested in everything, but he couldn't eat it after a few bites.

This Mu Chun is not only interested in every dish, but also how he tastes so delicious.

Fang Ming originally had no appetite at all, but when he saw Mu Chun's mouth, he actually had a feeling that he seemed to want to take a bite too.

"Eat, if you eat well, I believe that your psychological quality is passing. Eat, eat. Mu Chun urged, and at the same time filled himself with a bowl of wine-stuffed balls.

"Psychological quality? I think I handled it very well, you see I still arranged the operation on Zhinan's side, and I also finished the outpatient clinic today for the patient who was delayed here, and I didn't make any mistakes when I helped Dr. Jiang Hong in the morning, and I shouldn't have ...... when I did the operation in Zhinan."

"Nothing? Didn't the professor's business affect your surgery? Hands not shaking? Didn't feel a sudden lack of strength in your wrist? The sound of the instruments in the operating room didn't disturb your mind, and you were sure that every part of the operation was as clean and accurate as usual? Are you sure you're not distracted? Didn't the patient need more time to recover because of your distraction? Are you sure you didn't become superstitious about the professor's refusal to accept patients in bed 15? Do you think you've got it all? After Mu Chun asked a string of questions, he ate the prawns by himself.

Fang Ming has been a doctor for so long and has never been questioned like this, even when the family members of bed 15 quarreled to the hospital, he has never been so flustered as he is now, is this Mu Chun too much to give him face, and he actually spoke like this.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming suddenly felt a wave of anger rise from the bottom of his heart, and loudly denied it, "There is no situation at all for you to say. “

The voice was too loud, and the people at the next table all cast contemptuous glances at Fang Ming.

"What are you looking at?" Fang Ming complained.

"Want to curse?" Mu Chun said with a smile.

"No, no."

"Then eat quickly, if you don't eat, I'll finish eating." Mu Chun said that this hiccuped, the sound was too loud, and he was stared at at the next table again.

Mu Chun beckoned to Fang Ming.

Fang Ming sat indifferent.

"Come here, come here, whisper." Mu Chun said anxiously.

Fang Ming leaned forward a little angrily, but Mu Chun simply stood up, leaned in front of Fang Ming's ear and said, "Do you look at the red Ford outside the door?" “

Fang Ming turned his face sideways and saw that there was indeed a red Ford car.

Mu Chun said again: "This car belongs to the guy who rolled his eyes, I will go out and scratch his car in a while." “

When Fang Ming heard this, the whole person was-