Klein bottle personality

Xiao Jin thinks that liking is a rare emotion.Most people's so-called "likes" are actually just "beautiful", "valuable", "useful" and so on, because these appearances produce false "likes", whether it is people or things, they will follow suit, and if they are not careful, they will be rejected. This inexplicable emotion is around.It is difficult to define the real source of emotion. For Xiao Jin, it is not so much "emotion" as "should".For example, parents should be filial, so he respects his parents, brothers should support each other, so brothers should respond to everything they ask for, and treat others politely, so he should be as considerate as possible in his dealings with others, and enemies should be eliminated in time, so he attacks enemies quickly and ruthlessly.

How can there be so many emotions in this world, but they are the traces left by tradition and secularism for thousands of years, teaching people what to do and what not to do.Therefore, "like" is false, and "should" is true. No one can say clearly what kind of feeling can be called "like".

But now, he couldn't explain why, but he just felt like this person very much.

I like it when I eat until my cheeks bulge up, I like it when I sneer and roll my eyes, I like it when I read a book in a serious manner, I like the smell of disinfectant on my body, I like it when I talk about my professionalism, and you all shut up and listen to my expert.I like the slightly raised hair tips, the onion-shaved fingertips, the round earlobes, and when I lie on my body and frown slightly with water in my eyes... Xiao Jin quickly took a deep breath, Suppress the soaring speed.

It's not simply "good-looking", "rich" and "useful". Good-looking is of course good-looking, but there are many good-looking people, rich or not, Xiao Jin has no idea about this, useful must be useful After all, he is an academic authority, but his academic direction is rather scary, and he wished that he would not be able to use it for the rest of his life.

In short, it is the whole child's favorite.

This feeling has never been felt before, it is strange and novel, full of it, occupying all his thoughts.

After Ding Muyan ate the last dumpling, he was in a daze: "What do you think?"

"Ah, I..." Xiao Jin quickly covered it up, "I didn't expect you to be so busy in your [-]th year. I've been taking patients in the ward for the past few days."

People don’t pick the right time to get sick. Many people want to persevere when the Chinese New Year is coming. They don’t go to the hospital until they can’t make it any longer, which makes their condition worse. Moreover, the lower-level hospitals will transfer seriously ill patients during the Spring Festival. In addition, there is no one to take care of them at home. For the elderly who are sent in due to illness, the pressure on ward turnover will not only not decrease but will intensify, so there is no need to think about rest.

"The ward is not bad, as long as I don't die, I can handle it. The emergency department is called busy, injured by firecrackers, various diseases caused by overeating, various diseases caused by excessive temperature differences, and The obstetrics department is also busy, and the Chinese zodiac will be good next year, so everyone is rushing to give birth to a new year baby."

"Don't you rest?"

"Let's take turns to rest. Go home to eat the New Year's Eve dinner before coming to work, or take a small night shift and then go home to have the New Year's Eve dinner. But it's useless to go home. You have to call someone back when you have something to do. I remember that when I was young, my mother went to work one year. The day shift agreed to have a reunion, but was called back to the hospital three times in one night, and did not come back at all the last time.

Xiao Jin found that when he was talking about these things, he didn't realize that he had been in the hospital since morning and had no plans to go home.

All of a sudden, he really wanted to drag Ding Muyan home, set up a pot, and cook some steaming things. The few dumplings were really shabby.

"Isn't that hard work?"

"I'm used to it. The seniors have been here for decades, and I'm still young. Besides, there are still many professions that can't rest during the New Year. Some things have to be done." Ding Muyan put away his chopsticks and covered the lunch box, " I'll wash it and give it to you."

Xiao Jin quickly snatched the lunch box over: "I'll just wash it myself."

"Yo, the young master can wash dishes?"

"I'll take it back and let my aunt wash it."

Ding Muyan rubbed his belly, feeling a little swollen, and didn't want to move. He looked up at the Spring Festival Gala. Although there was no sound, he could see familiar faces of celebrities swaying on the screen.

Xiao Jin was by his side, seemingly calm on the surface, but his heart was full of twists and turns.The atmosphere is just right at the moment, and being willing to eat his food shows that there is not much hostility, and it is easier to talk when people are full.Oops!Did not drink!I knew I should bring another can of soup, why didn't I think of it beforehand!

Xiao Jin felt that he should say something. On a snowy night, in a hospital where there were joys and sorrows, they sat side by side, and they had just finished a meal of dumplings that could be called a New Year's Eve dinner. Basically, they spent a year together.

There seems to be some extraordinary meaning when two people celebrate the New Year together. Something is about to move in their hearts, for example, touch their hands, touch their faces or something.

Xiao Jin cleared his throat and sat up straight: "Mu Yan, I think we..."

The ringtone of Ding Muyan's mobile phone interrupted his well-organized language, and he answered the phone with a solemn expression.The call came from the emergency department. The caller had a loud voice and reported in professional and concise language that a major traffic accident had occurred nearby. One person died on the spot, 1 people were injured, 14 of them were seriously injured, and 6 child , The ambulance is sending to the hospital.

The visibility is low on snowy roads, and there may be drunk driving during festivals. This kind of accident is the most feared.

"I see." Ding Muyan stood up abruptly, "You first prepare to receive and treat the wounded, and I will contact you for other matters..."

Xiao Jin watched Ding Muyan leave, he ran up without taking a few steps, his back was like the wind, eagerly emerging from his hair, before he had time to say what he wanted to say, he was already immersed in intense work, Destined to be an unsettled night.

"I think we can try again." Xiao Jin said to himself.

If the previous hospital was a pot of boiling water, then the current hospital is a pot of boiling water.

Calls were made one after another, and the doctors who were already at home rushed back to the hospital one after another. The ambulances came roaring, and the doctors and nurses were already waiting at the door. The people who were carried down were all covered in blood, and the wailing was endless.

The green channel has been opened, and all related departments are operating at high speed. The doctors picked up the wounded respectively. Ding Muyan personally performed a joint operation with the Department of Orthopedics. The wounded was a six-year-old boy with traumatic brain injury and tibia The fibula was fractured. The thin boy was lying on the green operating table, his face was sallow and his eyes were closed. He was under general anesthesia but his brows were still tightly wrinkled, as if he was still in pain.

Suddenly Ding Muyan was a little thankful that he ate a big meal of dumplings after the previous operation, otherwise he might be forced to rush to stuff his stomach with cold food.

Ai Ai appeared in front of Xiao Jin's period carrying a lunch box, he quickly shook his head, threw Xiao Jin's shadow out of his head, and concentrated on the operation in front of him.

Several operations were performed at the same time, and the blood bank was running out of blood. The hospital had organized a blood donation in the hospital. After the operation, Ding Muyan also rushed to donate blood.The temporarily separated blood donation point was overcrowded. Ding Muyan caught sight of Xiao Jin sitting in the corner amidst the crowds.

"Dean Ding, sit here." A nurse greeted him, pointing to the vacant seat beside Xiao Jin.

The drowsy Xiao Jin suddenly woke up and laughed non-stop at Ding Muyan. Ding Muyan was stunned for a moment, then walked to the empty seat.

The needle stuck into the blood vessel, blood flowed out, Ding Muyan clenched his fist and then relaxed.He glanced at Xiao Jin beside him, his blood bag was almost full.

"Why are you here?" Ding Muyan asked.

Xiao Jin smiled: "I should ask this question, right? Didn't you go for surgery?"

"It's over, I can't be idle."

"Idle? I could hear you yelling in such a noisy emergency room before. If you still call idle, no one can call you busy?" Xiao Jin saw Ding Muyan's eyes slanted, and he said again, "I It’s really idle, so I went to join in the fun, and I guarantee that it will not affect your rescue.”

Just as he was talking, a group of armed police came in, each of them was full of vigor, and a piece of green floated in the white eyes.

"Are they also here to donate blood?"

Ding Muyan glanced at it, and said with no surprise: "The nearby fire squadron is just two streets behind our hospital. Their location is not well set up, it is too close to our hospital, and they will be called every time something happens. It’s hard work to donate blood.”

"Have you offered it many times?"

"Fortunately, there's nothing wrong with using the blood donation certificate to play cards."

Xiao Jin was amused by the joking words.

Ding Muyan said: "Is your dad asleep? Let him send a message, do your best to rescue the wounded and so on, so that other departments can cooperate with our hospital."

"He already called."

Ding Muyan nodded: "One word from the leader, the people below will lose their legs."

Xiao Jin laughed until his body was trembling: "You have said everything, can you give people a way to survive? Besides, you are also a leader yourself."

Unknowingly, the two got too close, beyond a safe distance. When Ding Muyan turned his head, he could almost feel Xiao Jin's breath.

So close, so close!Ding Muyan's heart was full of alarm bells, as if there was a bottomless abyss in front of him, he would fall if he was not careful, and there was no chance of survival.But Xiao Jin still didn't seem to notice it, and there was a light shining in his dark eyes.

"What kind of character are you playing this time?" Ding Muyan asked.

"What?" The harmonious atmosphere suddenly turned cold, Xiao Jin didn't understand what Ding Muyan was saying, and he didn't understand why the person who was talking and laughing just now suddenly changed his face.

"A caring citizen? A considerate, caring and warm man?"

Xiao Jin put away his smiling face, and there was more sadness in his expression: "I'm not acting, you misunderstood me. Your work is too professional, I just want to help a little bit, and I also..."

Ding Muyan turned his face away and closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to listen to him anymore.

Here Xiao Jin's blood bag was full, and the staff pulled out the needle, but he was still sitting on his seat and looked at Ding Muyan and said anxiously: "Mu Yan, I don't know why you have such strange thoughts, why do you have such strange thoughts? What do I need to do? Let's talk about it, shall we?"

"I don't care, I don't want to talk, I'm busy."

"I can wait, when you are finished, when you are free, anytime, anywhere."

"Give up your seat when you're well. Others still want to donate blood."

"Open your eyes and look at me!"

Ding Muyan opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Jin coldly: "I'm tired."

Xiao Jin was speechless, unable to utter a sound from his half-open mouth.The blood donors were still queuing up. After a moment of stalemate, he got up helplessly.

It was only a few minutes ago that he thought that their relationship had eased, at least not as cold as before, and reconciliation was just around the corner.Unexpectedly, Ding Muyan's words drove him to the bottom of the valley again, the crux of the matter still remained, and the reconciliation was just his wishful thinking.

why?Xiao Jin stared at Ding Muyan, and found that his lips were dry to the point of skin: "I'll get you a glass of water."

Ding Muyan closed his eyes again, and leaned back on the chair without saying a word, in a gesture of complete rejection.

Xiao Jin left in a hurry. He originally wanted to pour water, but after thinking about it, he went back to the ward, reheated a pot of unfinished soup, and hurried back to the blood donation site, fearing that Ding Muyan would leave after donating blood.

But when he came back with the soup, he saw that Ding Muyan had fallen asleep on the chair, and the blood was still flowing from the catheter.

Xiao Jin squatted in front of him unwilling to leave, he couldn't drink this bowl of soup after all.