Klein bottle personality

Ding Muyan couldn't believe his eyes, it felt like he had been injected with anesthesia, his strength was instantly emptied, and he was so weak that he had to find something to lean on.

Click on the link to an online media report with a sensational title, "A well-known hospital's equipment purchases are conducted in a black box, and the director of the hospital may have close contacts with same-sex suppliers." The report demonizes the hospital's procurement behavior as much as possible. A thing that has not yet been settled or even unnecessary has been written as a certainty, and everyone involved is written as a greedy person.

The most frightening thing is that his sexual orientation was exposed in the report.

In the report, "a male dean" was written without naming his name, and he was described in a spring and autumn style as a man who used his power to collude with suppliers, enrich himself by any means, and had a chaotic private life. He had an extraordinary relationship with "same-sex suppliers" contacts.The person in the article is a shameless scum through and through. He is lustful, lustful and shameless. Although there is not a single sentence that is realistic, every sentence guides the reader in this direction. There are many pictures in the Nine Palaces, all of which are blurred at night There are no photos that can prove anything, but the only one is a close photo of Ding Muyan and Xue Chuwei when they were young, face to face and mouth to mouth, with only a thin dispensable mosaic on the eyes.At the end of the article, it is also mentioned that not long ago, the dean killed a widowed mother who was unable to pay the medical expenses after putting to death a young girl in her prime.

This report has caused an uproar. The news just released in the morning has been forwarded and left tens of thousands of comments, and everyone below is cursing the hospital and the "male dean". The photos became popular within a few minutes, and vicious abuse such as "human face and animal heart", "family AIDS", "fuck his ass and eyes" was shocking.

Ding Muyan's fingers were cold. He never imagined that one day he would be hanged on the Internet and publicly executed. His photo was turned into a posthumous photo and spread crazily. love site.

Peng Zhicheng's call came: "Mu Yan, have you read it?"

Ding Muyan couldn't speak, and could only hear rapid panting.

"Don't panic, I'll come to accompany you right away, I..." Peng Zhicheng was suddenly furious, "Damn it! I didn't expect Xiao Jin to be so vicious!"

Ding Muyan's spirit and body were separating, his soul was so light that it lost its weight, and it kept rising, as if it was about to float to an illusory distance.

The mobile phone slipped to the ground, and he leaned against the locker, his body slid down uncontrollably. The cold iron cabinet gave him the only touch in the real world.

"Hey! Hey, Mu Yan! What's wrong with you! Talk!" Peng Zhicheng yelled.

"I'm here." Ding Muyan picked up the phone while he was still talking to Peng Zhicheng.

"Don't scare me, please!"

"I'll tell you later..."

Ding Muyan hung up the phone, and swipe his finger over Xiao Jin's name.

In the few seconds after the call was made, Ding Muyan thought a lot in his mind.

Is it him?Who else can get the photos that have been wiped out but him?Seeing no effect after harming the people around him, he disregarded all feelings, and simply came to recruit ruthlessly to drive himself to a dead end.But once many things happen, there is no room for turning around.

What should I do next?This is not a tolerant society, what would his colleagues think of him?How easy it is for him to cheat on his parents, but what kind of pressure will his family and his leader face in the future?

His hospital is being scolded by thousands of people because of him, and the honor accumulated by countless doctors and nurses through hard work has been destroyed by him.It was his grandfather's hospital, his father's hospital, and he was a sinner in the hospital!

Before he could think of an answer, the phone was connected, and Xiao Jin's voice sounded close to his ears, proud and lazy, as if everything was under his control: "Have you figured it out?"

Ding Muyan was dizzy for a while, and the chill rushed to his heart. He didn't say a word, and directly pressed the phone.

He couldn't imagine what kind of complacent gesture Xiao Jin used to talk to him, as if a hand would reach out from the phone, grab his throat, and pinch his lifeline.

really him?Ding Muyan couldn't believe that the person who affectionately begged for reconciliation would turn his head and stab his heart with a knife, announcing his execution in the most cruel way.Since affection is useless, then destroy him, drive him into a desperate situation, and force him to surrender, so that he has to come back obediently.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you? You look so ugly, are you feeling unwell?"

Ding Muyan narrowed his eyes and struggled to see that it was Wang Lulu. "It's okay." He shook his head.

"Your lips are white, are you too tired?"

The concern in the eyes of the students is sincere, and Ding Muyan sat down unsteadily under his support. He was the first aid in the surgery just now. I’m afraid he hasn’t read the news on the Internet. What would he think if he knew?The nurses were chatting and joking in the distance. What would they think if they found out?

Wang Lulu handed over a glass of warm water, and Ding Muyan took a sip, and his numb body regained a little consciousness.

Xiao Jin called, but he didn't answer. After several times of pressing and disconnecting, Peng Zhicheng's call came in.

"Mu Yan, I'm on my way now." Peng Zhicheng was very noisy, as if he was outside, "Let's go home first, and then discuss the solution."

"You..." Ding Muyan's brain turned a little slowly, "Don't come here, I still have several operations today."

Peng Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, and then he yelled angrily: "You still want to have an operation? You have been treated so badly and you still want to have an operation? I think your brain needs an operation!"

Ding Muyan smiled wryly: "Unless the leader says to suspend me, I still have to do what I should do."

Peng Zhicheng scolded a few words: "Anyway, I'm here now, and if something like this happens, your hospital will definitely look for me, so just treat it as my door-to-door service."

The nurse over there notified Ding Muyan that he was preparing for the next operation, and he responded and bid farewell to Peng Zhicheng.

His body is still soft, and his fingers are still not quite in control. With his current state, he can't get on the operating table at all.

All this happened so suddenly that he was totally unprepared, probably the same as being shot by someone while walking on the road.

He pinched his right hand with his left hand, and then pinched his left hand with his right hand, switching alternately, trying to awaken the tactile sensation in his hand with pain.You have to control it, he said to himself, if the opponent is scared out of his wits as soon as he makes a move, there is really no way out.

He took a deep breath, emptied his mind as much as possible, pretended that nothing had happened, and walked out step by step, making sure that he stepped on every step before taking the second step.

After the second operation was over, Ding Muyan was notified to go to the dean's office, knowing that he knew everything he needed to know.

Suddenly, he felt that others looked at him differently.In the past when he was walking in the hospital, the doctors and nurses would take the initiative to greet him, but now when Ding Muyan passed by, they looked at him with unclear eyes, huddled together in twos and threes and whispered, when Ding Muyan glanced over After that, they scattered like birds and beasts.

Dean Zhu's face is gray, he has been crushed by the investigation by the superior department, and before he can come to a conclusion, Ding Muyan has caused even more trouble.

"What's going on?" Dean Zhu couldn't stop coughing as soon as he opened his mouth, feeling very haggard.

Ding Muyan hurriedly poured him a cup of hot tea, then lowered his head: "I don't know what's going on."

"That Xue Chuwei, do you have anything to do with him?"

"We..." Ding Muyan could hardly bear to hurt the elder who loved him, "We talked about it before..."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Dean Zhu was heartbroken.

"That happened many years ago, it's all in the past tense, and I didn't expect to be dug out."

"Old Zhong and the others originally said that they wanted an emergency meeting of the leadership of the whole hospital, but I stopped them."

Ding Muyan understood Dean Zhu's meaning. For such a big event and such a serious crisis, it is not an exaggeration for the leaders of the whole hospital to hold a meeting, but it is said that once the meeting is held, it will be a criticism meeting. Mu Yan threw it out to save the hospital's reputation, but if he really did this, Ding Muyan would be completely ruined.It was Dean Zhu who felt sorry for him.

Dean Zhu wailed, with his chest drooping: "I'm sorry, Teacher Ding!"

Ding Muyan had a sore nose: "I'm sorry for you, Uncle Zhu."

"I'm sorry for Mr. Ding, I'm sorry for the past presidents! It's my inability to shame the hospital! I don't deserve to be the president!"

Every time Dean Zhu said something, Ding Muyan's heart trembled. He almost wanted to kneel down to Dean Zhu, but he couldn't think of any other way to atone for his sin.

"You go home and rest in the afternoon." Dean Zhu wiped the corners of his eyes, and now he still wants to comfort Ding Muyan, "Don't worry too much, there will always be a solution."

Not anymore, Ding Muyan thought.Between the individual and the collective, it is clear at a glance which is more important, and there is no other way but to push him out.

"I still have two surgeries this afternoon, let me finish them."

Ding Muyan walked out of the dean's office exhausted.He has always been a person with clear goals, but at this moment his life has fallen into a thick fog, and he can't see the direction at all.He knew that when he went out of this door, people who insulted him poured in like sea water, and he seemed to have become a sinner of the whole world overnight, and anyone could spit on him.He has nowhere to hide, only supported by his fragile spine, maintaining a false dignity.

Someone blocked his way, he raised his head and met Xiao Jin's gaze.

Xiao Jin was as gloomy as a statue sleeping on the seabed for thousands of years, he grabbed Ding Muyan's arm: "It's not me."

Ding Muyan stared at him as if he didn't know him at all.For a long time, he showed a sarcastic smile.