Klein bottle personality

After get off work, Ding Muyan walked home by moonlight, and the sensor light in the building was broken again. It was obviously replaced with a new one last week, and the quality was really poor.It was too dark in the corridor, fearing that he might not be able to see clearly, Ding Muyan took out his phone and turned on the flashlight.But when the light came on, he was startled, and there was a person standing at the door of the house.

"Who!" Ding Muyan asked.

A person stepped out of the darkness.

Xiao Jin never knew that he was such a patient person.He had been waiting in his community since he found out that Ding Muyan had finished his last operation, but he didn't expect to wait until he didn't come back. When he asked again, he said that he was troubled by other things.Come back later, and I was afraid of missing someone, so I could only sit in the car and wait, not even daring to have a meal first.

It wasn't until midnight that he was dizzy from hunger that he saw Ding Muyan walking slowly into the community.

The several hours of waiting were not in vain. Under the dim streetlight, the tall figure caught his gaze like a magnet. The impulse to rush to him surged in his heart, but after several struggles, he held back.

Reluctantly watching him walk into the residential building, Xiao Jin waited for almost half an hour, and finally saw him come out.

"President Xiao, the matter is settled." A man knocked on the car window.

"Get in the car first." Xiao Jin glanced upstairs and opened the car door, "How is it? What's the result?"

The man didn't speak, and took out a palm-sized object and a bunch of messy threads.Xiao Jin straightened his face when he saw it: "How did you dismantle it?"

"I followed your instructions and told him that he could reset the monitoring software and change the account password, but he didn't accept it and insisted that I remove the camera."

"Didn't you tell him that after changing the account, only he can see it and no one else can see it?"

"Speaking of which, I also told him that it would be better to install the camera for safety reasons, but he didn't let me speak, and insisted on dismantling it, and there was nothing I could do about it."

Xiao Jin's face was even darker than this day. Every time he turned on the computer, he couldn't help but look at the surveillance at the door of Ding Muyan's house, but he could only see the gray concrete floor.In fact, even if the camera is upright, at most it can only see Ding Muyan going in and out of the house, which is of no use to Xiao Jin, but he just clings to this fragile straw.After struggling for a long time, he finally gave up and sent someone to guide Ding Muyan to update the account. Once the account was changed, his side would be invalid at the same time, so as not to stare blankly at the cement floor all day.

Unexpectedly, Ding Muyan was more straightforward and asked someone to remove the camera.

This time even if Xiao Jin didn't want to give up, he had to give up.

"Did he say anything else?" Xiao Jin asked in a deep voice.

"Uh, nothing else, just ask me to dismantle it." The man hesitated when he spoke.

"To be honest, I can guess what he is thinking."

The man said embarrassingly: "He was impatient and said he couldn't figure out what kind of tricks you were playing again, so you can take it apart to save you worry."

Xiao Jin dared to swear that he really didn't play tricks this time.But what's the use?Ding Muyan didn't believe it.He would question any of his actions and words, but he didn't have much energy to question, so he simply refused, completely rejected.

Unknowingly, the trust has been shattered, and any words and actions of Xiao Jin have become pale.Xiao Jin has never been so disgusted before.

"Did he say anything else?" Xiao Jin sighed.

"It's gone, it's really gone." The man said cautiously, "Then what should we do with this thing?"

"Throw it away!" Xiao Jin didn't want to take a second look.

He felt a sense of powerlessness, he clearly wanted to do something, but he just couldn't exert any strength, as if his hands and feet were trapped by the net, and the more he struggled, the tighter the restraint became.

"Then I..." The man clearly saw that the boss was in a bad mood.

"You go." Xiao Jin waved his hand.

He didn't want to leave yet, even though he knew that he couldn't wait for any surprises here.The street lights in the old neighborhood were dim, leaving mottled and blurred shadows on the ground, and occasionally someone passed by, breaking the silence.

Xiao Jin felt a little cold, turned on the air conditioner in the car to its fullest, and shrank into his clothes.

Suddenly he saw a figure appearing in front of him, and Ding Muyan went out again.

He walked leisurely, with his hands in his coat pockets and his scarf covering half of his face.He always likes to do this action. He puts his hands in his pockets when he doesn’t need them. He holds his head high, his eyes proud, and he has a different demeanor whether he is wearing a white coat or a coat.

Xiao Jin just looked at him like this, until he walked out of the community, he didn't react to think about why he was going out so late?

The answer was soon revealed. Ten minutes later, Ding Muyan came back with a bag of things. Xiao Jin took a closer look and found that they were all instant dishes, ranging from quick-frozen dumplings to instant noodles.

He always solves his stomach problems so casually, making do with a little bread and a bowl of instant noodles, but he always looks indifferent every time he says that he has to prepare the food and deliver it to his mouth piping hot.

But now Xiao Jin is afraid of being thrown out by him even ordering a takeaway for him. He can't do anything and dare not do anything, so he can only hide in the dark and watch secretly.

Xiao Jin rubbed his face, and drove slowly out of the community.

When the car drove out, Ding Muyan, who had already entered the building, seemed to sense something, retracted his legs, and looked back.But out of a car butt, he didn't see anything.Xiao Jin changed cars, so Ding Muyan didn't see any tricks.

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When Ding Muyan came to the hospital in the morning, a nurse told him that Wen Yizhou lost his temper early in the morning in the ward.

The nurse said: "His colleague came to visit him yesterday afternoon and brought a few periodicals with him. This morning he dropped the book just after turning a few pages."

Ding Muyan raised his eyebrows: "Headache."

He didn't use interrogative sentences, but declarative sentences. Ding Muyan was well aware of the possible postoperative reactions.

"I'll go see him."

There was no sound in the ward, Wen Yizhou was sleeping under the quilt, as if he had never woken up, a periodical fell to the ground, and the pages were pinched and creased.

Ding Muyan walked lightly to the side of the bed and took a look, seeing that he was sleeping and didn't disturb him, picked up the journal and put it on the bedside, and left the ward.

"Doctor Ding." Wen Yizhou suddenly said.

Ding Muyan walked back: "I thought you were asleep."

"No, I..." Wen Yizhou glanced at the journal picked up by Ding Muyan, showing a painful expression.

That day, Wen Yizhou suddenly came to the office to confess his love to him, which really shocked him. There were so many patients who expressed their gratitude, and it was the first time I met patients who expressed their love.

But after he calmed down, he didn't respond directly. He just smiled and said, "Heal the injury first, and then talk about the rest."

It's too fast, Ding Muyan can't accept this speed, he thinks that feelings need a gradual process, just look at it

Declare that what you like will not last long.What's more, Wen Yizhou's relationship is obviously mixed with the patient's dependence on the doctor, which is not pure enough.So Ding Muyan didn't agree, and he couldn't let his feelings affect his doctor's judgment on the condition.

"It's not suitable for you to use your brain too much now, I'll prescribe some medicine for you to adjust." Ding Muyan sat down beside his bed.

"Excessive?" Wen Yizhou laughed at himself.

"This symptom will gradually alleviate. You can see that you were lying in bed a few days ago and couldn't get up. Now it's not..."

"I want to go back to the research institute." Wen Yizhou lowered his head and said.

Since the operation, Wen Yizhou has had many adverse reactions, such as decreased muscle strength, weakness, headache, and vomiting. In fact, the symptoms are not serious. For a brain worker, trauma to his brain is no different from a dancer who loses his legs, a pianist who loses his hands, and has headaches even when he looks at something, let alone continue scientific research. Even if he can return to a scientific research position, whether It is still unknown whether he can continue to host key projects.

Falling from the top of the pyramid into the abyss, this blow was too big for him!

"I have no way to tell you whether you can go back to the research institute." Ding Muyan said, "But you should understand that this may only be temporary."

"Maybe." Wen Yizhou smiled wryly again.

"It will be fine. You must have confidence in yourself and actively cooperate with the treatment. Your mood will affect your health."

Ding Muyan said and patted his arm to show comfort, and Wen Yizhou raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

"You stay with me." Wen Yizhou said.

Ding Muyan saw sadness and fear in his eyes, the fear of an uncertain future.

"Yes, I will accompany you until you are discharged from the hospital." Ding Muyan covered his other hand, and took out the hand he was holding, and then stuffed his hand into the quilt.

"What about after discharge from the hospital?" Wen Yizhou persisted.

"I'll talk about what happens after I leave the hospital."

Da da da!The sound of high heels hitting the ground came from outside the door, echoing in the corridor of the ward, crisp and loud, making people involuntarily look for the source of the sound.Then, a woman appeared at the door.

"I thought you were dead!" The woman's voice was sharp and sharp.

Ding Muyan was taken aback by the vicious and explicit words. The woman is very beautiful in her thirties, with charming curly hair, bright lips, and fashionable dresses of famous brands.

Wen Yizhou, who was already depressed, looked even more ugly, and his hands under the quilt clenched into fists.

"Please keep your voice down, here..."

Ding Muyan got up, wanting to remind her not to make any noise in the ward, but unexpectedly the woman walked up and bumped him hard with her shoulder.Ding Muyan staggered from being hit by her, and looked at this aggressive woman in astonishment.The woman glanced at Ding Muyan with contemptuous eyes and looked up and down rudely.

"Sorry, Doctor Ding." Wen Yizhou looked at Ding Muyan apologetically.

Ding Muyan couldn't figure out what the situation was, so he squeezed a smiley face: "You talk, I'm off to work."