Do nothing

Wednesday is the day when Yan Ke goes to the clinic.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but every Wednesday the elevated highway is extremely congested, and today I even encountered three traffic accidents in a row.

Yan Ke was inevitably late, and received a call from Zhang Xingduan while parking.

"Mr. Yan, you have been complained again." The voice was obviously gloating, and he was still holding back his smile, "Please come to the medical department after you get out of the outpatient clinic and explain the situation."

Yan Ke gritted his teeth and said, "It's only 10:[-]! You can't even wait for [-] minutes. What kind of general outpatient clinic is there! You won't go to the emergency room?"

"Young master Yan, what you said is not politically correct, don't let me hear it a second time." Zhang Xingduan paused, and lowered his voice, "Baby, don't be angry, I will defeat you tonight?"

Yan Ke slammed the car door: "I'm not in the mood."

Zhang Xingduan returned to his normal voice: "Okay, then go to the outpatient clinic as soon as possible. I have already sent the patient who complained to a specialist clinic."

Yan Ke suppressed his emotions and quickly changed into a white coat.He came to the general consultation room from the medical and nursing passage, and he heard the loud noise outside through the door, and immediately felt a sense of resistance in his heart.

It's already eight fifteen.There must be a lot of patients today, I don't know if I can finish watching at one o'clock.

He gripped the doorknob, but didn't seem to have the strength to turn it.Keep your eyes on the second hand of the clock until it completes one revolution.

It's eight past sixteen.Time passes quickly, and if it drags on, the patient may complain again.

No, you can't be so capricious.In case my father finds out...

It's good to know.It's better to be angry, it's better to scold him for having no sense of responsibility and medical ethics, and let him change careers.

Seventeen past eight.

It's just an outpatient clinic, what's the problem?Can't even do this little thing, it's rubbish.

Eighteen past eight.

Eight nineteen.

Eight-twenty.

Eight forty-six.

...can't drag on any longer.

What a shame.

Yan Ke finally opened the door with strong self-blame.The restless patients crowded in, and he was almost pushed into his seat.

"Line up! Put down the medical records and line up!" Yan Ke shouted, "I will call names one by one according to the number!"

"It's so late to open the door! What kind of doctor!"

"Doctor, please help me, what kind of blood should I draw?"

"I don't want to watch it! If you sign for me, I will cancel the account!"

"Doctor, I had some cold drinks yesterday afternoon, and went for a walk by the river after dinner in the evening, do you think I..."

"I'm number 1! Let me watch first!"

"I'll just prescribe a medicine! It'll be fine soon!"

Sounds of different frequencies mixed together at the same high decibels. Yan Ke saw a dozen messy medical records and a dozen pairs of messy hands in front of him.

very noisy.

Yan Ke took out his work badge, leave slip, and checklist, and was pushed and crowded to satisfy everyone's requirements.

very noisy.There was a vibrating string in my ear and my head started to hurt.

Yan Ke frowned unconsciously.When he finally finished dealing with this wave of patients, he received another call from Zhang Xingduan.

"Mr. Yan, you have been complained again, saying that you ignore people and have a bad attitude."

Yan Ke said weakly: "Understood."

Zhang Xingduan keenly sensed something was wrong: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Yan Ke said: "Let's talk about it later." Then he hung up the phone with the patient's dissatisfied eyes.

When Ling Lu came to the clinic to look for Yan Ke, he had already seen 80 patients, but the consulting room was still a mess.

Ling Lu opened several medical records where they needed to be signed: "Mr. Yan, the head nurse said that these books are due today, and I want you to sign them..."

Yan Ke didn't speak, and quickly signed and returned it to him.

Ling Lu saw that there were more than forty patients on the calling system, and he couldn't bear to disturb him any more, so he quickly left the consultation room.

Ling Lu walked away to the inpatient department with the medical records in his arms, thinking that the outpatient clinic was so busy, no wonder Teacher Yu didn't have time to eat.

On the way, he noticed a girl staring at him.He subconsciously smiled at her, but he didn't expect the girl to walk towards him excitedly.

"Hi doctor! Excuse me... Where can I pay the fee?"

Ling Lu was taken aback for a moment, and pointed to the payment window that was close at hand: "It's right here."

The girl also realized that this question was a bit stupid, so she stuck out her tongue playfully and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, but I was actually trying to strike up a conversation."

The girl was so straightforward, Ling Lu felt embarrassed instead.He smiled shyly and turned to walk away.The girl hurriedly said: "Doctor, can you tell me which department you are from? I'm going to get sick from your department soon!"

Ling Lu was amused by her: "I'm not a doctor yet, just an intern."

The girl suddenly said: "No wonder you are so fresh and tender...You look tender!" She took out her mobile phone and asked sincerely, "Can you take a photo with me? You look like a celebrity!"

"You're exaggerating." Ling Lu smiled embarrassedly, pointing to the medical record in his hand, "Let's just forget about taking a group photo? It's working time now, I have something to do..."

The girl immediately expressed disappointment, but quickly smiled heartily: "It's me who should say I'm sorry! I'm sorry to bother you! Go get busy!"

Ling Lu smiled gratefully, and when she left, she heard her energetic voice: "You are so beautiful, meeting you today will make me very happy all day long."

Ling Lu was so ashamed that he walked away quickly, almost like running away.At the same time, I thought helplessly: Are all girls now so direct?

It was almost lunch break when I returned to the department.All the doctors left, only Yu Cheng was left reading.After taking the medical records, he asked casually, "Why have you been here for so long, the outpatient clinic is very busy?"

Ling Lu said, "Yes, Teacher Yan still has more than forty patients."

Yu Cheng laughed and said, "He's going to starve to death."

Ling Lu felt a little sympathetic: "Well... I don't think he looks very well either."

Yu Cheng said, "It's okay, I'll visit him later." Then he continued to read.

Ling Lu asked curiously: "Teacher, what are you looking at?"

Yu Cheng held up the book for him to read. On the gray cover were printed a few bold characters: "The Demise of the Aristocratic Family in Medieval China", which seemed very esoteric at first glance.

Ling Lu's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "What a coincidence! I also bought this book!"

Yu Cheng smiled and asked, "Do you also like reading history?"

Ling Lu smiled embarrassedly: "No, no, I just bought it and haven't read it yet... How is the book written?"

"Worth reading."

"Then I'll watch it when I get back! I can communicate with you while I'm not out of school."

Yu Cheng showed an appreciative smile: "Okay. Go eat quickly, the cafeteria will run out of food if it's late."

Ling Lu went out happily, then turned back suddenly, and asked with a bright smile: "By the way, teacher, is your WeChat profile picture a four-cat lacquer plate?"

Yu Cheng was really surprised this time: "Amazing, I don't see that you have researched cultural relics at such a young age?"

Ling Lu rubbed his nose shyly, and said modestly: "No, I just went to the Hunan Provincial Museum during the summer vacation. I think the cultural relics unearthed at Mawangdui are cute, so I remember them very clearly."

He laughed so much that his eyes were bright and filled with joy from the bottom of his heart.Like a deer running and having fun in the forest.

Yu Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

Ling Lu bid him farewell again, and walked briskly.

Yu Cheng turned his head, his eyes fell on the "Death of the Aristocratic Family in Medieval China", and he unconsciously turned the pen in his hand.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and first replied a WeChat message to Zhang Xingduan.

"He's just tired."

Zhang Xingduan's last WeChat message was: Yan Ke received two complaints this morning, why don't you take care of him?

Yu Cheng looked up, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and estimated the time when Ling Lu got out of the elevator, then found Ling Lu's profile picture in the group group, and clicked on private chat.

"I know a good ancient bookstore, the owner is an interesting eccentric. Show you around?"

"The other party is typing" is displayed on the screen immediately, and after a second, a reply pops up.

"Good!"

Seeing the exclamation mark, Yu Cheng imagined Ling Lu's bright smile.

What a cutie.

It would be nice if his happy mood could infect Yan Ke.