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After the plane landed, the passengers left one after another, and Yan Ke stayed to hand over the patients.Unexpectedly, the media followed the ground medical team.

Yan Ke was immediately surrounded by reporters, and his panicked face was reflected in the camera lens.

"Hi doctor! May I ask how you feel now?"

"May I ask how the old man is doing now?"

"May I ask how you made the decision to have cricothyroid membrane puncture?"

"Excuse me……"

Yan Ke felt intensely uneasy. He followed the medical team closely, not daring to take a step away from the cart, and said with an excuse: "Now I have to escort the patient! I don't have time for interviews!"

The reporters were in hot pursuit, wishing they could follow him to the ambulance.When the car door finally closed, Yan Ke breathed a sigh of relief.According to Yan Ke's description, the emergency personnel began to rescue in the car.

With tears in her eyes, the old lady suddenly held Yan Ke's hand: "Doctor, thank you so much."

Yan Ke smiled.The old lady choked up again and said, "If the old man leaves, I don't want to live anymore."

Yan Ke was startled suddenly, and felt deeply afraid at the same time.Fortunately, the old man is fine now. If the operation was unsuccessful at that time, would the old lady fight him desperately?

He carefully comforted the old lady, feeling uneasy all the way.

When I came to the hospital, I had to explain the rescue process again.This time it was the director of the emergency department who came to take over, which shows that this hospital also attaches great importance to this.Yan Ke was even more timid in the face of the director, for fear of being pointed out that something was wrong.Fortunately, the director understood his concerns and asked the security to drive the reporters out before he started asking.

Yan Ke calmed down and described the scene in detail.I just skipped my own entanglement and struggle, and replaced it with diagnostic basis and differential thinking.

"Okay, leave it to us." The director patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Young man, you don't know who you saved, do you?"

Yan Ke glanced at the medical records, "Yang Minghuan" was written on the cover, but he knew nothing about this name.

"This old man studies nuclear energy. He participated in the design of several nuclear power plants in China. He won an award when he went to Hong Kong this time. In fact, I also heard it from outside reporters..." The director shook his head and sighed. If it’s not that this person has a background, how could the reporter watch him so closely?”

The reporters outside the emergency room were getting impatient.Yan Ke became more and more uneasy. He dared not accept the interview and wanted to sneak out through the back door.Unexpectedly, there were also reporters guarding here.

Yan Ke wanted to run away, but he heard the reporters shouting: "Doctor Yan! Doctor Yan Ke!"

It's over, they even know their names, and they can't escape.

Yan Ke had no choice but to cheer up and accept the interview.Fortunately, they were not very clear about the specific details, so they could only ask some simple questions, such as how they feel now, do they know who they saved, etc. Yan Ke answered them cautiously and modestly.The reporters seemed pleased with his reaction, and the photos snapped.

At this time, there was another commotion at the door of the emergency room, as if the old man had woken up.The reporter here left Yan Ke and ran over, Yan Ke finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He wanted to take a taxi home, only then remembered that Yu Cheng had promised to come pick him up.He quickly called Yu Cheng and said that he was at the back door of the emergency department of a certain hospital.

"Back door?" There was a running voice on the phone, "Bebe, wait for me for a while."

Yan Ke's mood suddenly jumped up, and the previous tension disappeared.Yu Cheng's figure quickly appeared around the corner, Yan Ke was all smiles, and ran towards him involuntarily.

"Uncle, I'm sorry I—"

Yu Cheng took two steps forward and opened his arms.Yan Ke was caught off guard and threw himself into his arms, and was hugged tightly.

"I heard!" Yu Cheng's voice trembled with excitement, "Bebe, you are awesome!"

Yan Ke was dazzled by the sudden happiness, and his whole body was dizzy.He smelled the lotus fragrance on Yu Cheng's body, heard his heartbeat, and suddenly felt——

Go fuck the seven-level pagoda!Just give me a hug!

On the way to the parking lot, Yan Ke repeated the rescue process again.Different from the handover just now, this time he spoke out his misjudgment and nervousness.Yu Cheng listened quietly, and then said: "Everyone will have mistakes and nervousness, and you handled it very well."

That statement pleased him more than all the other compliments combined.

Yan Ke happily got into the car and said, "Shall we go celebrate?"

Yu Cheng said with a smile: "Your parents cooked a good meal at home, and they are going to celebrate it for you."

Yan Ke was taken aback: "Did you tell them?"

"Well. The passengers on your flight were all talking about it, and I knew it was you as soon as I heard it. Of course, I should inform my brother of such good news."

Yan Ke's mood fell immediately, and he curled his lips and said, "He is glad that I didn't kill anyone."

Yu Cheng sighed: "Why do you think so? Your father is very happy, saying that you have grown a lot."

That's just polite talk.

Yan Ke was not happy at all.

Yu Cheng looked at his frustrated expression, and suddenly asked, "By the way, why do you carry a pen with you? Don't you always find pens bothersome?"

Thinking of the pen, Yan Ke became even more irritable.

"I originally wanted to give it to you as a birthday present." He said reluctantly.

"now what?"

Yan Ke was taken aback, and looked at him puzzled.

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "Do you want to keep it as a souvenir?"

Yan Ke hurriedly said: "No, it's just that the tip of the pen is already..."

"Broken? Show me."

Yan Ke took out a pen from his shirt pocket.Yu Cheng said in surprise: "You are willing to do cricothyroid membrane puncture for such a beautiful pen?" He stroked the body of the pen carefully, his eyes full of admiration.

"I didn't think about it that much at the time..." Yan Ke felt relieved, at least the little uncle didn't hate this style, "I'll buy it again if you like it."

"Give it to me." Yu Cheng stared at him, and said earnestly and gently, "Bebe, it's the first time you completed the rescue independently. You don't know how happy I am."

Yan Ke's heart was once again hit by sweetness and tenderness, trembling with happiness.

"Okay." He stared at Yu Cheng obsessively, even his vocal cords became soft, "Little uncle, as long as you like it."

Yu Cheng smiled and approached suddenly.

Yan Ke thought he was going to kiss him, but only heard a click, and it turned out that he was just helping himself to fasten his seat belt.

... Also, how could the little uncle kiss him.

Yan Ke laughed at himself when the sperm was on his head.It suddenly occurred to me that the last time we had sex with each other was half a month ago.

When he opened the door, Yan Ke saw a very rare scene: his mother was busy in the kitchen, and his father brought freshly cooked dishes to the table.The news was on the television, and the air smelled of smoke.

Yu Cheng bent down and changed his shoes beside him.Go through the door with him.

This beautiful picture made him feel alienated.He couldn't even make out his parents' faces.

"... Beibei?" Yu Cheng turned around and was surprised to find that he was crying.

Yan Ke turned around and hid outside the door, his shoulders trembling silently.

"What's wrong?" Yu Cheng closed the door.

Yan Ke shook his head, he didn't know why he was crying.He felt ashamed, but couldn't find a suitable excuse.

Yu Cheng stroked his hair and quietly accompanied him.

Yan Ke had cried enough, wiped away his tears and calmed down.Yu Cheng smiled helplessly: "You cry like this, how can I explain to senior brother?"

"Are my eyes red?" Yan Ke raised his head and opened his eyes wide.

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "It's okay. Just say you're tired."

Yan Ke nodded, and entered the house side by side with him.

As soon as his mother heard his voice, she flew towards him with a spatula in her hand. It took him a lot of courage to hold back and not hide.Mother wanted to pick him up and lift him high, but due to his 1.7-meter-eight figure, she had to kiss him a few times before going back to the kitchen contentedly.

Father was making tea in the living room without raising his head: "I'm back."

"Hmm..." Yan Ke carefully sat down on the sofa, not knowing how to speak, when the TV suddenly started reporting his rescue.His face turned red all of a sudden.

Yu Cheng glanced at him with a smile.

My father put out two tea bowls and poured golden tea soup, and the living room was filled with fragrance.

"Very well," said the father.

Yan Ke looked at the tea bowl, still wondering what kind of tea it was, which could be praised by his picky father.Yu Cheng suddenly couldn't help laughing.Yan Ke looked at him in surprise, only to hear his father snort and hold one of the tea bowls in front of him.

"It's good that you have the courage to stand up and save people."

Yan Ke was stunned.The father said impatiently: "Go on!"

Yan Ke just took the teacup, but he still didn't react.

Father is... praising him?

unbelievable.

Yan Ke was not used to such a father, and the surprise in his heart was far greater than the joy.

Sure enough, his mother cooked a large table of dishes, all of which he loved.There are also two bottles of red wine and four goblets on the table.Shy and happy in his heart, Yan Ke took the initiative to open red wine and pour it for the four of them.

"Thank you baby." The mother smiled.

"Yeah." Father also took the wine glass.

Yan Ke sat down beside Yu Cheng, and suddenly had the illusion of going back to her mother's house.

The TV has changed several news programs, but they all broadcast Yan Ke's affairs.The atmosphere of the restaurant became warm and harmonious, and there were long-lost laughter and laughter between the toasts.Yan Ke gradually relaxed and unknowingly ate a lot of food and wine.

During the conversation, Yan Ke found out that someone took a video of him saving lives and posted it on Weibo.

Yu Cheng held up the phone in front of the two elders, swiped the screen and said with a smile: "Look, the thousands of comments below are all comments from netizens...Look at this..."

The mother read with a smile: "My God, I'm so handsome, I'm crying... What does my God mean? 'The doctor is so handsome, I want to marry'... Oh, baby, look, there is a little girl confessing to you!"

As if being executed in public, Yan Ke covered his face in embarrassment and begged: "Mom, stop reading, it's so disgusting..."

The mother was overjoyed, and she took the mobile phone and read it with relish.Yan Ke sighed helplessly, but heard his father ask: "Have you got someone to talk to?"

Yan Ke subconsciously glanced at Yu Cheng.Unexpectedly, this little action was seen by his father, who looked at Yu Cheng suspiciously.

"It's...it's my fault." Yu Cheng pretended to accept the blame helplessly, "My thesis was too late, so I asked Beibei to help me sort out the data. He even turned down several appointments because of this."

Yan Ke immediately climbed along the pole: "Yes, yes, it's you." But he was sweet in his heart, thinking that his little uncle would treat him well.

Parents' attention is immediately drawn to the essay.My father asked with interest: "Which subject? The one you are going to vote for in SCI (Note)?"

The mother was also pleasantly surprised: "Xiao Yu is going to have SCI again?"

The topic was successfully transferred.Yu Cheng and Yan Ke looked at each other and smiled.

The next few days... how should I put it.

Every patient sees him and shouts: Doctor!Is it you who stuck the pen in the neck?

Every white coat will say hello when they see him: cricothyroid piercing!That's great, Mr. Yan!

Yan Ke felt that his badge had changed—name: pen stuck in the neck; position: cricothyroid membrane puncture.

It would be a lie to say that he is not proud, Yan Ke has been a salted fish for so many years, this is the first time he has turned himself over.But whenever the media interviewed him, he still couldn't help feeling guilty.After all, the successful rescue was just a coincidence. If the old man changed his illness, if the foreigner didn't scream at him for aspirin, or even if the plane landed 10 to [-] minutes later, the incident would probably end in tragedy.

The reporter always asked him to reproduce the scene during the interview.After many times, he will inevitably resist.But when he swiped Weibo and saw topics related to himself, he was still complacent.In the past few days, the attention of netizens has shifted from the old man to him. After all, he has good looks, and cricothyroid puncture is a thrilling operation.The masses like to watch it, and the media likes to promote it.Even a fashion magazine came to him for a doctor special.

The in-house commendation meeting is scheduled for Friday.For some reason, Yan Ke always felt anxious in his heart, as if he wanted to accept the honor that did not belong to him.On Thursday night, Yan Ke suffered from severe insomnia and couldn't fall asleep after taking two sleeping pills.He tossed and turned in bed, his body stiff with exhaustion.Thoughts are like chaotic balls of thread, tumbling in 1 directions, and finally twisted into a dead knot.

He swallowed his third sleeping pill at [-] a.m., only to miss his morning alarm.

Although the commendation meeting was in the afternoon, and although the medical department would not deduct his bonus, it was inevitable that some people would quietly comment: Mr. Yan usually does not go to work on time, but he was late for the commendation meeting, isn't this too casual?

Note: SCI, American Science Citation Index.Only high-quality papers can be included in SCI.Because it is a foreign database, it is very difficult to enter Chinese medicine papers.Therefore, it is very awesome to have SCI in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.