Yang Yuanding smiled and said, "Return the gift." ”

Zhang Sijiu couldn't help but look at him: What kind of gift did you return?

"Take it apart and take a look." Yang Yuanding was even more excited and eager than Zhang Sijiu, urging vigorously: "Don't you want to know what's in it?" ”

Zhang Sijiu didn't excuse him, and planned to take it apart and take a look first.

The strips of cloth were wrapped around and around, and Zhang Sijiu dismantled them again and again.

The more you tear it down, the more weird it becomes.

Until, I saw a little bit of the tip of the knife.

That's a familiar shape.

Although the texture was a little different, she still recognized it at a glance.

Scalpel.

The slender and flat handle, sharp but short and slightly curved, like a willow leaf-like blade, looks small, but it is the most basic tool in the doctor's hand.

When all the strips of cloth were dismantled and the scalpel was completely displayed in front of him, Zhang Sijiu couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

The scalpel is the life of every surgeon.

She is an emergency patient, and dealing with all kinds of trauma is commonplace. Countless days and nights, what accompanied her the most was this small scalpel.

Of course, the one in front of me, in fact, the size is not right, the model is not right, at a glance you know that it is made by a layman, just the shape, but the details are not enough.

But even so, Zhang Sijiu was speechless.

She didn't expect that one day she would receive such a gift.

Or in ancient times.

Yang Yuanding looked at Zhang Sijiu's solemn face, and was silent without saying a word, a little apprehensive in his heart, for fear that he had done something bad with good intentions, and finally couldn't help but speak: "How is it?" Do you like it? ”

Zhang Sijiu came back to his senses, held the scalpel, smiled brightly, and said in a very affirmative tone: "I like it!" ”

What surgeon doesn't love a scalpel?

It is said that the knife is a murder weapon, but in the hands of the surgeon, it is a life-saving artifact!

Yang Yuanding breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to like it, it's good to like it." I haven't touched a scalpel either, I've seen the picture, and I know what it looks like. Moreover, this seems to be the most ordinary appearance - when you become a doctor, tell me the drawings and dimensions, and I will give you another set! ”

Now this one, he actually knows that it is not good enough.

Although the forging technology of the Song Dynasty is not impossible, it is definitely completely different from modern times.

Moreover, not only the forging technology, but also the material, size, and fineness, certainly not either.

After all, this was decided by the blacksmith in the county seat.

Don't look at it as small, it took five days!

Zhang Sijiu pursed his lips, not knowing what to say about his behavior. However, he was still moved. Looking at his serious look, he still couldn't say anything if he refused, and finally Zhang Sijiu nodded: "Okay." Then I'll try to become a doctor as soon as possible. ”

However, now this scalpel is very precious to her. Very, very precious.

For the first time, someone gave her a scalpel as a gift.

Or in such a dynasty.

Zhang Sijiu thought about it, felt that he should repay Yang Yuanding, thought about it, and his eyes fell on the other party's slightly rounded face: "Since you gave me a scalpel, then I should give you something too." ”

Yang Yuanding was surprised and delighted: "What to send me?" ”

Zhang Sijiu asked him, "You're twelve, right?" ”

Yang Yuanding nodded: "Yes." ”

He was puzzled: what does this have to do with age?

Zhang Sijiu smiled slightly: "In fact, every year in our hospital, during the summer vacation, there will be many little boys who come for surgery. This surgery should be done as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very sinful to wait until the age of 14 and start to develop slowly. ”

Yang Yuanding blinked, connected a few key words in his mind, and then suddenly realized what kind of operation this was.

He subconsciously took a step back, his eyes widened, and he refused three times: "No, no, really no!" ”

Zhang Sijiu gently persuaded: "Most Asian men have this problem, so if you find that you have this problem, you should do it sooner rather than later - in this way, it will be good for you and your future wife." It can even help improve the quality of your life as a couple—"

However, this kind of persuasion did not work, Yang Yuanding even clamped his legs, and his voice was so frightened that he was deformed: "No, no, really no!" ”

"Is it really not needed?" Zhang Sijiu was a little regretful, "This kind of minor surgery is basically very fast." As long as I control the infection – and I've done it many times, I'm sure I'll be able to make it perfect for you. ”

Yang Yuanding did not hesitate and firmly refused.

And since then, he deliberately stayed away from Zhang Sijiu.

Zhang Sijiu was helpless: The operation must be voluntary, and the medical staff cannot be forced.

Playing in the water did not dispel Yang Yuanding's psychological shadow in the end.

When he went back with the small fish and shrimp in the crockpot at noon, although Yang Yuanding was excited, he obviously didn't dare to approach Zhang Sijiu.

Komatsu Xiaobai didn't know why, but he still thought that this brother could really play together - generally speaking, such a big child would not disdain to play with a child of their age.

After Zhang Sijiu went home, he grabbed a handful of small fish and shrimp and sprinkled them on the seven hens raised at home.

The dried shrimp are almost the size of a grain of rice, and they fall to the ground and jump up and down, which attracts the attention of the hen even more.

A few hens quickly bowed their heads and pecked violently, and you squeezed around for grabs.

The ducks next to them obviously also felt the smell of food, and couldn't wait to "quack" to call, and they all stretched their necks, as if urging Zhang Sijiu to hurry up and feed.

So Zhang Sijiu sprinkled two more handfuls on the bottom of the broken clay pot where the ducks were eating.

Ducks are clearly fond of this nutritious little fish and shrimp.

grabbed them one by one and almost got into a fight.

Zhang Sijiu watched from the side, satisfied: eat more and lay more eggs, otherwise you will grow more fat meat, and you can go back and kill and eat.

Yang Yuanding took three steps away and looked at it with relish. And he suddenly found that although he had adapted well to this world, it seemed that Zhang Sijiu had adapted better than himself!

He quietly asked Zhang Sijiu: "I heard that doctors have cleanliness, don't you?" ”

Zhang Sijiu shook his head: "No." Our doctors don't have a hygienic fetish. ”

In the emergency department, no matter what kind of patient is accepted, if you have a habit of cleanliness, how can you do your work?

After saying this, she kept the little fish and shrimp left for the ducklings to cook and eat, and left them in the clay pot for the time being, and she went to wash her hands.

Yang Yuanding watched Zhang Sijiu wash his hands three times. One of them, he also grabbed a handful of black ash and carefully rubbed his hands again and again. Wash your hands for at least 30 seconds.

On his round face, a big doubt emerged: Isn't this a cleanliness fetish? So what is cleanliness?

However, he still has a doubt: "What do you wash your hands with?" What is this black ash? ”