There are times when life suddenly becomes meaningless.

Yang Xing suddenly thought of this sentence when he stood at the door of the hospital, he was a little uneasy, and then heard a hungry cry in his stomach.

At half past four in the afternoon, after Grandma Tong fell asleep, Yang Xing walked out of the ward.

"This boy is so nice, I guess it's the grandson of the old lady." As he left the ward, Yang Xing heard someone talking behind him.

He knew it was praising him. From the moment he jumped into the ambulance, Yang Xing stayed by Grandma Tong's side all the time.

Didn't think about why I did it.

Li Xiumei thought that Yang Xing was a doctor, of course, she didn't doubt it, and even secretly happy.

After Grandma Tong arrived at the emergency room, the eldest daughter was busy with things like billing, and she swiped her mobile phone from time to time.

Yang Xing is also really puzzled, what's wrong with this aunt, how can her mother be in the mood to swipe her phone when she is about to die.

Grandma Tong was very embarrassed when she washed her stomach, she kept holding Yang Xing's hand, and after pouring a lot of water, she began to feel nauseous, and she began to vomit again after lying down for a while, because the gallbladder was overwhelmed, the vomit was yellow and green, and it sprayed directly on Yang Xing.

For a moment, Yang Xing thought to himself, this is a shirt of more than 800 yuan!

Soon, looking at Grandma Tong's painful appearance, Yang Xing completely forgot about his clothes, and hurriedly found a roll of tissues, and wiped the old lady's clothes a little clean.

At this moment, Yang Xing could still smell the sour and bitter smell on his body.

When Grandma Tong vomited, Li Xiumei complained to her mobile phone from time to time, "I won't call edamame anyway, what good thing can he do when he comes, at most he complains that we didn't take good care of my mother." ”

Yang Xing guessed that this was discussing with Grandma Tong's other children about taking care of the elderly.

Grandma Tong didn't seem to need this daughter to take care of her, or she knew that she couldn't count on it, so she kept holding Yang Xing's hand firmly, and said a lot of hometown dialects to Yang Xing when she was a little sober.

After being transferred to the general ward, the people in the ward couldn't understand what Grandma Tong was saying, and they all thought that the two of them must be relatives.

When she left the ward, Li Xiumei politely thanked Yang Xing, "Doctor Yang, thank you Doctor Yang, my mother's temper is useless for me to say anything, it's all up to you for help today." ”

Yang Xing really helped, he was busy cooperating with the doctor's work and taking care of the elderly.

These things had nothing to do with him at all.

He's a man who is used to being taken care of.

When he left the hospital, the rain had already lightened, and looking through the camphor trees beside the street, Yang Xing saw a row of familiar shops, and the familiar names of the shops came into view.

Yonghe soy milk, Burger King, Starbucks.

Then Starbucks.

Without an umbrella, he braved the dense drizzle and walked towards Starbucks.

When he stepped into Starbucks, the aroma of coffee came to his face, and this time Yang Xing did not hesitate, he decisively ordered a vanilla latte and a chicken sandwich.

I'm so hungry.

While waiting to get coffee, a girl passed by Yang Xing, subconsciously took a step back, and slapped her right hand in front of her nose.

What the heck?

Yang Xingfang reacted, it must be the smell on his body that made the girl unhappy.

I'm so sorry!

But......

He didn't mean to stay away a little, but adjusted his standing posture, which was more upright than his usual standing posture, and even raised his chin slightly, and his face, which was already well-defined in the jawline, became more and more handsome.

"No. 081, Mr. Yang."

"Here." Yang Xing handed the cashier receipt to the clerk.

"Mr. Yang, your vanilla latte, use soy milk instead of milk."

The girl with a cute and sweet voice handed the coffee to Yang Xing.

"That's right, thank you."

Yang Xing took the coffee elegantly, not caring at all that his clothes were full of stains from Grandma Tong's vomit.

If this were in normal times, Yang Xing would not be able to accept even a little crease in his clothes.

Especially in public places, places like Starbucks, although they are no longer considered high-end places, are also coffee shops frequented by young people, and if you don't get it right, you will meet girls with good conditions.

Even if he doesn't think about it, Yang Xing, who is a little too harsh on his image, doesn't like any flaws in his appearance.

He has a superior appearance, and he is easy to count girls.

Just like when he counted Xiaoqiu, he often said casually, "The color of your skirt and shoes today are too bad, and now you don't have a color matching that is too contrasting, so it's really not bad to wear a pair of small white shoes." ”

It seems to be teaching others how to improve aesthetics, but in fact, they are counting each other.

Counting down a girl who feels good about herself often makes the other person chase him more.

These methods are easy to use and convenient.

It is precisely because he has to count others that Yang Xing is also meticulous in all aspects of his requirements.

However, now he doesn't feel that there is anything to be sorry for the audience at all.

If you want to dislike it, you will dislike it, Yang Xing is hungry, he just wants to eat something good.

"No. 081, is Mr. Yang here?"

The girl asked softly with the heated sandwich.

"Isn't it a chicken sandwich?" Yang Xing asked.

"Yes, Mr. Yang, this is your chicken sandwich, please use it slowly."

The girl put the white plate with the sandwich on the plate held by Yang Xing, her eyes crooked and smiled.

Yang Xing nodded and said thank you.

The coffee and sandwiches were ready, Yang Xing turned around and left the pick-up table, looked around, and found that there was a sofa along the street on the right that was still empty, this is a good location, you can drink a cup of coffee quietly.

As soon as he took a step, a girl's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was the girl who passed by Yang Xing's side just now and subconsciously took a step back.

"Yang Xing?" The girl shouted.

Stopped, turned around, and saw the girl talking.

Isn't this Xia Xiaoying?

Yang Xing rubbed his eyes, believing that he was not mistaken, before he stepped forward.

"Is it Xia Xiaoying?"

"Yang Xing, it's really you, are you actually going around the sea?"

Xia Xiaoying is Yang Xing's neighbor, the two went to elementary school together, and Xia Xiaoying sat in a row in front of Yang Xing in junior high school.

It's a childhood sweetheart.

"Wait a minute, I'll be here after I get my coffee."

Yang Xing was really hungry, he rarely wanted to have a good meal alone, this kind of heartfelt hunger Yang Xing hadn't experienced for a long time.

It seems that when I was in elementary school, I felt very hungry every time I got out of school, and I would feel very satisfied when I ran home to eat a bowl of rice with a few peanuts.

It was the same when he first arrived around the sea, and when he had the money to eat a 30 yuan spicy meal, Yang Xing would always feel very satisfied.

Later, he had all kinds of girlfriends, and he began to go in and out of various Internet celebrity restaurants, and even restaurants helmed by Michelin-starred chefs, but he didn't have this special sense of appetite.

Unfortunately, at this time, Yang Xing, who has always had good peach blossom luck, met Xia Xiaoying again.

After taking a seat, Xia Xiaoying chatted with Yang Xing endlessly.

The slightly baby fat face has not changed at all.

It's not much different from the not-so-beautiful Xia Xiaoying in my memory.

Yang Xing took a sip of coffee and said sorry.

"Can I take a few bites of a sandwich first? I was so hungry. ”

"You eat, I'll read the book first." As she spoke, Xia Xiaoying put her backpack on her lap.

Out of habit, Yang Xing glanced at Xia Xiaoying's bag.

A canvas bag with graffiti that doesn't have anything to do with all kinds of big brands.

But it's nothing, it's better to say that this bag is very Xia Xiaoying.

If Xia Xiaoying suddenly became a lady or carried tens of thousands of bags, Yang Xing would feel that something was not right.

The two haven't seen each other for many years, and Yang Xing doesn't know where Xia Xiaoying went to study after graduating from high school.

In response to that sentence, they were once inseparable and could see each other every day, but then there was no news.

Speaking of which, in order to adapt to the new life he started around the sea over the years, Yang Xing has almost forgotten his former classmates.

I deliberately didn't think about it, and I deliberately didn't join any elementary school or middle school classmate group.

He rarely mentions his past, he doesn't like that small city, and he doesn't like the people in that small city.

"Yang Xing, do you work in a hospital?"

What do you mean? Could it be that Xia Xiaoying has been following his social accounts?

Isn't that right? If it was Xiaoying, he should have sent a private message to "recognize" him.

Yang Xing shook his head, "What did you say?" ”

This time it was Xia Xiaoying's turn to be at a loss, she stretched out her round hand and pointed to the plastic bag beside Yang Xing.

Yang Xing looked sideways for a moment, only to realize what Xia Xiaoying was referring to.

When he jumped into the ambulance, Yang Xing was wearing the white coat given to him by Mu Chun, and after arriving at the hospital, Yang Xing changed the white coat, after all, Yang Xing had no confidence in wearing a white coat to "pretend" as a doctor in other people's hospitals.

With Dr. Muchun by his side, he sometimes really feels that he may be able to be like a doctor, but when he is alone, he does not have this confidence at all.

This is probably the suffering of not having real talent and learning.

When she left the ward, Li Xiumei saw that he was spit dirty by Grandma Tong, and there was no place to put the white coat in her hand, so she stuffed Yang Xing with a very small plastic bag.

Yang Xing disliked that the plastic bag was a little ugly in his hand, and he was embarrassed to refuse for the sake of face, thinking that it was a little strange to walk on the road with a white coat in his hand, so he took the bag and put the white coat in it.

As soon as Xia Xiaoying said this, Yang Xing understood what was going on.

"It's a white coat." Xia Xiaoying looked a little excited.

"Oh, this one, it's a white coat." Yang Xing reluctantly answered.

"Is Yang Xing really a doctor? It's just amazing. Xiaoying clapped her hands happily.

"No, I ......"

Before Yang Xing finished speaking, Xia Xiaoying grabbed the words and said, "Which hospital does Doctor Yang work in now, and what department is he in?" By the way, did Yang Xing graduate from medical school here in Huanhai? Is it Chinan University, Sumigawa Medical College, or Kyochi University? ”

"I ......"

It's good to be a graduate student at a prestigious school, no matter how you say it, you can show it off, at least you won't lose points in front of Xia Xiaoying, who is a childhood sweetheart and not a good-looking girl.

How can I say that Yang Xing also thinks that he is not bad now, and his appearance is even more ten girls and nine loves.

Why did Xia Xiaoying make such a fuss, Yang Xing's heart was suddenly chaotic and uneasy.

Doctor, what's wrong with the doctor, why am I just consuming it with the doctor.

"I've finished my internship." Xia Xiaoying propped her elbows on the round small tabletop, dragging her chin with both hands, and her whole face looked more round, like a round glutinous rice dumpling.

Although she wears makeup, her makeup is fresh and cute, but Xia Xiaoying is definitely not Yang Xing's consideration, definitely not.

"Internship? What internship? Is it a college graduation internship or a graduate graduation internship? Yang Xing cleverly introduced the topic to the word graduate student.

This is his plus point, he has to say a few words early, and he can't be led away by Xia Xiaoying, a little girl.

"I've finished my internship at the Kyochi Medical Center, and I'm going to work at the hospital where I work soon, huh...... It's kind of going to work. ”

Could it be that this girl is a doctor?

A group of bats flew over in Yang Xing's heart, causing a burst of noise and distraction.

He picked up his coffee, put the cup to his lips but didn't drink it.

"You're a doctor?" Yang Xing asked.

Xia Xiaoying hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, what kind of doctor, am I like a doctor?" ”

"What's not like that?"

Yang Xing said in a hurry, in fact, what he wanted to say was, "What's like it?" ”

It's just that the reality is obvious, whether Yang Xing believes it or not, this little girl is obviously a doctor.

"I'm a nurse, how can I be a doctor, I'm not that good, nurse, nurse."

The nurses are also very good!

Yang Xing's eyes suddenly lit up.

This girl wears a nurse's uniform?

......

So, which hospital is Yang Xing in? Are you still training now? ”

Training?

It seems to be a word related to doctors, but Yang Xing doesn't understand.

In order to prevent Xia Xiaoying from continuing to misunderstand, Yang Xing planned a showdown.

Seeing that Yang Xing didn't speak, Xia Xiaoying asked again: "Since Yang Xing is a doctor, I wonder if Yang Xing knows about the Huayuanqiao Community Health Center?" ”

Yang Xing, who was ready to shake his head and say that he didn't know, suddenly realized that Xia Xiaoying was talking about "Huayuanqiao Community Health Center." ”

Isn't this the hospital where Dr. Mu Chun is located?

If he doesn't know anything about other hospitals, Yang Xing of Huayuanqiao Community Health Center happens to know.

"Does Yang Xing know that this hospital has a very famous department?"

"What department?" Yang Xing asked.

"Psychosomatic." Xia Xiaoying said happily, "The physical and mental department is the physical and mental department, and the only community health center with a physical and mental department in Huanhai is Huayuanqiao Hospital." ”

"Well, I don't know about that."

"Isn't that clear?" Xia Xiaoying was suddenly a little disappointed, and her mouth pursed, looking like a duck.

"Well, a little bit of understanding." Yang Xing really told the truth, "The director of the Department of Mind and Body is Dr. Mu Chun." ”

"Wow, does Yang Xing know Doctor Mu Chun?" Xia Xiaoying's previous disappointment was suddenly swept away.

Yang Xing: ......

"Mu Chun, Doctor Mu Chun, he is a very powerful person, it is said that he is very handsome, isn't he?"

Handsome?

Yang Xing opened his round mouth, and he didn't know how to answer this for a while.

Crying and laughing, he pressed the coffee cup to his lips, tilted his head, and took a few sips.

put down the cup, and saw Xia Xiaoying's girlish expectant expression again.

I don't know if this little girl's blush is not good, and her cheeks are red, just like singing.