Klein bottle personality

In the hospital, there is no one who does not know Ding Muyan.

He is tall and tall, usually wearing a white coat, with his hands in his pockets, shuttling through the corridors filled with the smell of disinfectant, his bland expression adds a bit of coldness to his handsome features, a pair of glasses slightly Covered his too sharp eyes.When mentioning him, he always brings many titles, such as vice president, professor, head of neurosurgery, etc. There are also many young doctors and nurses who are obsessed with his appearance and secretly call him the walking adrenaline. He is excited, no matter how busy and hard work is.

But for Ding Muyan himself, only two words can represent him: doctor.

In the morning, Ding Muyan came to the ward in the sound of good morning.

There was a big boy sitting on the hospital bed. He looked anxious and pinched the corner of the quilt boredly. The loose hospital gown and bald head made him emaciated and sickly.When Ding Muyan appeared in the ward, his eyes lit up a little: "Doctor Ding."

Ding Muyan nodded: "How do you feel today?"

The boy was Ding Muyan's first surgery patient today. One day, he suddenly couldn't see things close to him and was sent to the hospital. He found a tumor growing in his brain, which was in a very bad position and oppressed the optic nerve.Surgery is very risky, and it is very likely that you will lose your eyesight immediately after getting off the operating table, but without surgery, let alone your eyes, you will lose your life.

The boy struggled to squeeze out a smile: "I'm a little scared."

The young man in front of him was less than 20 years old, a freshman in college, and his life had just started, so he suffered such bad luck.

Ding Muyan smiled slightly, as if the wind in early spring brushed over the ice, although it was still cold, but the warmth had loosened and melted the ice and snow: "Don't be afraid, I have confidence in myself, and you should also have confidence in yourself, we cooperate with each other. "

He touched the boy's bare head. His fingers were long and white, which can be described as beautiful. Under the morning light, he had the illusion of a holy light, as if he could bring the dead back to life with a random touch, even these hands The surgical knots made are more beautiful than others.

After thorough disinfection, Ding Muyan walked into the operating room with a sterile gown tied on with the help of the nurse. The patient was already lying quietly on the operating bed.

He heard the familiar sound of brain sawing and craniotomy. Ding Muyan stood in front of the viewing box, and the structure of the boy's brain was clearly presented in front of his eyes.He has watched the boy's film countless times, each of which is deep in his mind, but he still looks very focused, as if what is presented to him is not a black and white two-dimensional slice, but a vivid three-dimensional image, every part of the brain A ravine was clearly visible, and he imagined the appearance of the tumor, its color, its size, and the red blood vessels.

"Teacher, it's alright."

A small piece was opened on the sterile cloth, exposing the opened brain. It was exactly as Ding Muyan imagined. The bright red tumor was like a strawberry buried deep in the brain tissue. It seemed harmless but was devouring a young man. s life.

"Let's start." Ding Muyan said lightly.

Ding Muyan had three surgeries today, two major surgeries interspersed with a minor surgeries as an adjustment, exhausted physically and mentally after a day, and was dragged and talked for a long time by the patient's family members after leaving the operating room.

The nurse handed him a bottle of water, and he drank half of it in one go. Finally, he had time to look at his phone. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon.He made an appointment at five o'clock, but he didn't expect that it was already past five o'clock after the operation. The special nature of his profession made him used to letting others go. fruit off work.

"Is Dean Ding off work?"

The pretty little nurse at the nurse's desk greeted him with a pair of big eyes blinking, and he nodded and walked like the wind.

It was the evening rush hour, and the car was stuck on the road not long after leaving the hospital. Ding Muyan is a very patient person, but watching the time go by at this moment, it is inevitable to feel anxious.The air quality has not been very good these days, and it is gray when you look out. The vehicles in the distance are driving in the fog, and others may see him in the fog.

It has been three years since he returned to China. Before returning to China, he became an expert in the field of neurosurgery with many difficult brain operations. He would come back without "please", because his father and grandfather both came from this hospital and served as the dean successively.

The Xinglin family is passed down from generation to generation. Ding Muyan has never known anyone who was not related to the hospital. Other boys played car balls. He held a human skeleton model and worked hard. Draw white blood cells vs bacteria troops.Besides being a doctor, he really didn't know what else he could do.

Ding Muyan is the talking point of the hospital.Dean Ding is very handsome, Dean Ding is very good, which patient does Dean Ding pay attention to, whether Dean Ding eats Kung Pao chicken or shredded fish-flavored pork for lunch today... Everyone has a Dean Ding, but all Everyone agrees: Dean Ding is a terrible man who calmly adjusted his glasses when the sky fell, first criticized the poor quality of the day, and then considered what to support.It's the same at work, when the doctor next to him asks him for a consultation with a film that he can't handle, he always looks at it for a while with his lips pursed, and then says "it's okay, a small scene" until the tumor on the film is so hard to stick to his face , he will raise his eyebrows a little "a little challenging".

Having seen too many joys and sorrows of life, old age, sickness and death, Ding Muyan himself doesn't know what else can move him.

After finally driving through the most congested road section, the vehicle can finally speed up.After passing an intersection, Ding Muyan just stepped on the accelerator when he heard several loud noises not far away. The car in front stepped on the brakes, and Ding Muyan reacted quickly and immediately stopped.

"I killed someone! I killed someone!" A terrified passerby roared in front of him. Ding Muyan frowned slightly, and saw the auxiliary traffic police at the intersection running towards him.The road, which was not wide at all, was blocked and blocked. Passers-by stopped to watch the excitement and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Ding Muyan carefully moved the car forward for more than ten meters, a scarlet scene and limbs lying on the side of the road came into view.

He parked the car on the side of the road and walked quickly through the traffic.The scene of the car accident was shocking. A car crashed into a large truck, and half of the truck was flattened, like a pinched and deformed aluminum can. The ten-year-old boy stood beside her in a daze, apparently in shock. Compared to the woman's miserable state, the boy was unexpectedly unscathed.

The traffic police carried out another man from the car. The man wailed in pain, but when he saw the woman lying beside the car, his wailing suddenly became shrill.

Ding Muyan walked quickly, and a traffic policeman tried to stop him. "I'm a doctor, let me see."

Perhaps it was because his voice was too calm and calm, and there was an invisible aura that could not be discussed. The traffic policeman backed away in a daze, and even made a gesture of invitation subconsciously.

The woman was unconscious and made a painful and muffled sound from her mouth. Her lower body was almost soaked in blood. Such a large amount of bleeding was only possible with a ruptured artery, and a ruptured artery can cause excessive blood loss and death within a few minutes .

With his life hanging by a thread, Ding Muyan's expressionless face looked particularly cold against the horror of others. He quickly found the bleeding point, and pressed his thumb vigorously one centimeter above the rupture, and the gushing blood stopped immediately.

But this was not enough, he looked around for a strip that could replace the tourniquet, but in the chaos, there was nothing convenient.Ding Muyan hooked the bow tie with one hand without hesitation and pulled it away. The navy blue tie drew a dark arc in mid-air, wrapped around his leg, and tightly bound it. .

"Wife! Wife!" The man seemed to be broken, and his calf was twisted into a strange angle. Regardless of the traffic police's obstruction, he crawled to the woman's side with difficulty, grabbed her hand and howled.

Ding Muyan was just about to remind him not to shake the wounded indiscriminately, when his eyes fell on the woman's face, his heart sank suddenly, and he felt a bad feeling.The woman who was still in sex just now was silent, her face was so pale that it turned blue, and there was a strong breath of death. Ding Muyan rolled his eyelids and felt for his pulse, but there was no heartbeat.

Cardiac arrest!The gate to the underworld has been opened, every second is a struggle with the god of death, and the boundary between life and death has become blurred.

Ding Muyan took off his suit jacket decisively, knelt beside her, stretched his arms and performed chest compressions and artificial respiration.

The sounds in my ears were noisy and chaotic, including the comments of passers-by, the shouts of the traffic police trying to maintain order, the crying of men at a loss, and the sound of my own breathing.

In this short 1 minute, Ding Muyan had no distractions. At this moment, he is a warrior with a sword drawn, even though powerful enemies surround him, he is fearless.

A drop of sweat dripped from the forehead to the back of the hand, and the siren of the ambulance came from far to near. Ding Muyan touched her carotid artery again and felt a faint rise and fall.

Helping to carry the couple into the ambulance, Ding Muyan breathed a sigh of relief.Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Ding Muyan picked up his suit jacket. When he went out, the stiff suit was stained with blood and he couldn't wear it anymore. He shivered nonchalantly.Just as I was about to return to the car, I saw a boy looking up at him pitifully.

It was the child of the couple. No one noticed him in the panic. He didn't cry or make noise. Compared with the howling father, he seemed so quiet that he was forgotten after his parents were taken away by ambulance. by the road.

Ding Muyan shook his head and wanted to call the traffic police to deal with it, but changed his mind after seeing the traffic police or busy calling for a tow truck or clearing the blocked road.

"That's your parents?" Ding Muyan bent down.

The boy nodded silently, with confusion in his eyes, obviously he didn't understand why he was left behind.

"Follow me." Ding Muyan unbuttoned the first button of his shirt, "I'll take you to find your parents."

So Ding Muyan returned to the hospital an hour after leaving.

"Dean Ding, why are you back?" The nurse's beautiful eyes widened, "Ah, what's the matter with the blood on your body?"

Ding Muyan waved his hand with a wry smile, pointed at the boy, and signaled to the couple who were sent for rescue: "The kid over there, take care of him, he seems to be frightened, try to comfort him."

"No problem! Put it on me!" The little nurse patted her chest.

Just as Ding Muyan was about to leave, his feet were heavy, and the boy grabbed his waistband.

The boy is very well-behaved, and it is this very well-behaved that makes Ding Muyan see the fear in his eyes. After all, he has just experienced a terrible accident. After all, he is still young. The person who died of his mother has a feeling of dependence.

The little nurse waved a baby elephant toy in front of the boy, and said in a coaxing tone, "Uncle still has something to do, can you play with sister? My sister will give you snacks."

The boy had an obvious "Are you stupid" expression on his face, completely ignoring the little nurse's way of coaxing the little child.

"Let's make an agreement." Ding Muyan knelt down and stretched out his right hand to him, "Your parents are injured, and now you are the only man in the family, responsible for taking care of them, can you do it?"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then with a firm expression on his face, he nodded heavily and gave him a high five.

Leaving the hospital again, two hours had passed since the appointed time, Ace Pigeon Ding Muyan was so guilty that he even drove faster than usual.

After more than 20 minutes, he came to the entrance of an alley, which was too small for a car to enter, so he managed to find a place to park.It was already half dark, and there was a bit of coolness in the wind. From time to time, I could hear parents' short stories coming from the window.

Ding Muyan pushed open a painted door and walked into a small courtyard.

A piece of bamboo collapsed under the corridor, a light bulb hanging on a wire is the only warm light in the courtyard, the mottled white walls are soaked in the light, there is an ancient artistic conception of going back in time.With the cooperation of the clapper, the clear sound of the huqin fluctuates up and down, with determination in its melody. After a passage, it babbles and sings. The sweet and clear voice sang the lyrics unhurriedly, and sang a sentence a thousand times Hundred turns, there is a special charm in the quiet night.

Ding Muyan stepped forward and was about to call for someone, when the person on the bamboo floor stood up and turned around to meet his gaze.

It was a young man, his face was stained with a layer of light ink in the dim light, and his three-dimensional facial features were tough and delicate.Masculine beauty, too beautiful, but this kind of beauty has a strong aggressiveness, and it feels oppressive invisibly, as if one more look will burn your eyes.

"Hello, Dr. Ding." The young man smiled, his phoenix eyes were almost demonic.

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