"Why?" Jiang Yu frowned, his head squeezed between the driver's seat and the co-pilot, "Teacher Jiang, Brother Chuan, Finch God, why." ”

It is not fair that Hossi can shout casually, but he is not allowed to shout himself.

Jiang Ningchuan didn't explain, and He Xi gloated on the side.

"You have called the teacher, and then you call the brother, according to our Chinese language, this is called messing up the generations, disregarding human ethics, and you don't understand."

Jiang Yuxin said I can go to you, why didn't you think about any bullshit when you asked me to call your brother and my mother, but Jiang Ningchuan didn't explain or speak, so he had to frown and shrink aside, sulking all the way.

Jiang Ningchuan held back his smile in front of him, He Xi's answer was similar to what he thought, but when he was explained like that, he felt that something was wrong, obviously he was only seven years old, why was he a generation......

Jiang Yu didn't talk much until he got out of the car, and when Jiang Ningchuan and He Xi mentioned the topic, he responded perfunctorily, and his expression was aggrieved like a little resentful woman who had been abandoned.

After the car stopped steadily, He Xi got out of the car first, Jiang Ningchuan turned around and grabbed the little intern who was about to open the door, and asked, "Do you want to observe Professor Zhong's surgery tomorrow?" ”

"Huh?" Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and after hearing it, he said, "Go, I made a mistake last time, and this time it will definitely be fine." He spoke with a normal complexion, as if they were talking about just an ordinary patient.

"Come on, then." Jiang Ningchuan gently pressed on his shoulder, like encouragement and comfort.

In Jiang Ningchuan's heart, the relationship between the little intern and Professor Zhong, the grandfather and grandson, is a bit complicated, and the operation tomorrow can be avoided by the little intern, but it is also a rare opportunity to be able to observe this level of surgery, and he feels that the little intern should not miss it.

When I got home, Jiang Yu leaned on the sofa and ate peach crisp, which Ms. Jiang Wan bought in the afternoon from the cake shop on the other side of the old house.

The central seven military and agriculture is playing how to raise a good breed boar is the background sound in the living room, Jiang Yu tastelessly sent the peach crisp to his mouth, and ignored the deliciousness of the dim sum when thinking about things.

Jiang Yu felt ashamed, put down the half-bitten peach crisp, and took a sip of tea.

He Xi, who was still stealing food in the kitchen just now, didn't know when he came over, looked at the TV with a face full of surprise, and asked, "Yu'er, are you finally going to give up being a doctor and go home to raise pigs?" ”

Jiang Yu glanced at the TV, looked at the people around him, and said with a smile: "Isn't this being raised?" ”

He Xi has long been accustomed to personal attacks from time to time and can naturally ignore them, he reluctantly insisted on the topic he just had, "Seriously, what's so good about being a doctor, you said it yourself, you ran into a medical trouble on the second day of the internship, right, the first time I observed the operation, I almost fainted because of blood sickness, I don't care about the patient, but I know how bad the blood sickness is, don't be a doctor, brother open a studio, the boss's assistant understands?" ”

"I don't want to understand, goodbye." Jiang Yu said and moved aside a little, and saw He Xi staring at him, and looked up at him again, "Hey, don't look at me like that, I know you are for my good, but you also know that I have wanted to be a doctor since I was a child, and besides, the blood sickness is also getting better now, don't worry about it, okay, worry about your studio and be your little boss." ”

Jiang Yu has been determined to be a doctor who can cure diseases and save people since he was a child, and He Xi's dream has changed many times, and he is currently tentatively scheduled to be a well-known designer at home and abroad.

What's good about being a doctor, persuade people to learn medicine.

The two of them couldn't talk about work in the end, and even before the preliminary agreement was reached, Ms. Jiang Wan called someone to clean up the table and prepare for dinner.

Jiang Yu feels that her mother is a magical character, obviously she has prepared the meals for so many years, but every time she cooks, she still has to use her mobile phone to search for recipes first, and some dishes are surprisingly delicious every time even though they are made for the first time.

Jiang Yu swallowed the stuffed meat with bean skin in his mouth, and pressed it after eating the last bite of rice, shouting, "Mom." ”

Jiang Wan asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"There's a major surgery tomorrow...... "The patient is grandpa."

Jiang Wan hated the way the speaker wanted to speak and stopped, and subconsciously frowned, "And then?" ”

“…… And then there'...... It shouldn't be at home to eat at night. "I still don't dare to mention the Zhong family in front of my mother.

Hosea hurriedly asked, "Then do you want me to pick you up from work?" ”

Jiang Wan glanced at him and asked, "Aren't you going to decorate the studio tomorrow?" ”

"Is that so?" Hossi blinked and suddenly realized, "Have I been back for two days?!" ”

Jiang Yu: ......

Jiang Wan: ......

In the end, Jiang Yu didn't tell Jiang Wan about the operation, he remembered that he couldn't control his tears when he mentioned his grandparents last time, and he didn't want to see her cry again.

In the morning, Jiang Yu and Jiang Ningchuan went to work as usual, and soon Jiang Wan and He Xi would go to the studio to determine the decoration style.

The sun still rises in the east and sets in the west, and every day is like a cycle and a new beginning.

Some people's today is exactly the same as yesterday, while others, they may repeat themselves or may never wake up again.

Zhong Jiajing, who was anesthetized, was pushed into the ward, and Jiang Ningchuan, as the attending doctor, was communicating with him before the operation.

"I have great respect for you and hope to have academic exchanges with you in the future."

Zhong Jiajing's face was bloodless, and when he heard Jiang Ningchuan's words, he also bent the corners of his mouth with difficulty, "I also hope to have such a day." ”

"Let's work together for this operation."

Zhong Jiajing gently pinched his fingers and said, "Come on." ”

Waiting until Zhong Jiajing's anesthesia was fully effective, Jiang Yu dared to approach, and the unforgettable grandfather in his impression was lying weakly on the hospital bed, his breathing was negligible, and he was so fragile that people didn't dare to touch it easily.

Jiang Ningchuan stood next to him in a dark green surgical gown and waited for everything to be ready, the timer was turned on, and the atmosphere in the operating room instantly became tense.

The many surgeries he has participated in have made Jiang Yu feel like he is racing against death, and every time Jiang Ningchuan goes under the knife, he feels a little farther away from death. But this time it was different, the operation was going on nervously, he didn't even dare to get out of the air, he didn't dare to look at the movements of Jiang Ningchuan's hands, as if something was grabbing his throat.

He mechanically carried out the commands his ears heard, forcing himself not to think about anything unrelated to the operation.

is just a patient, even if he is Zhong Jiajing, the protagonist of his own nightmare, he is just a patient.

But he didn't seem to be able to convince himself that there was someone who had nothing to do with him lying in front of him, and handed the hemostat to Jiang Ningchuan, he naturally took a step back, and the assistant physician behind him naturally replaced.

When Jiang Yu couldn't hold on, there was someone who could replace him, but from the beginning of the operation, Jiang Ningchuan and the other two doctors continued to hold on to the operating table for eleven hours.

Zhong Mo and the old lady have been waiting outside the door, they were outside the door when the sun first rose, and now the moon has been hanging high in the sky, and the mother and son finally breathed a sigh of relief when the three bright red letters turned green during the operation.

Seeing Jiang Ningchuan come out, the mother and son surrounded them, but they didn't know what to say, Jiang Ningchuan pulled the mask down a little and said, "You can transfer to the general ward after observing for a while, don't worry about it yet." ”

The old lady shook his hand and said, "Thank you, doctor." ”

Zhong Mo said: "It's hard work. ”

After the operation, Zhong Jiajing's face was worse than at the beginning, and Jiang Yu stood outside the isolation ward, watching quietly through the glass.

He couldn't help but think of what happened when he was a child, when Zhong Jiajing often held a ring ruler made of small bamboo strips in his hand, stern and fierce, "If you don't work hard now, you will be a waste when you grow up, and you are not worthy of being my grandson and a member of the Zhong family." ”

"We are a family of traditional Chinese medicine, the inheritance left by our ancestors cannot be lost, what's wrong with being young, and we should study hard when we are young."

"Don't cry, endorse."

Slender white fingers tapped lightly on the thick glass wall, and finally clinged to it, Zhong Jiajing lay unconscious on the hospital bed, ignorant of anything outside.

Jiang Yu retracted his gaze, he thought: Am I worthy now? But I don't want to be your Zhong family anymore.