Klein bottle personality

The people who came to the funeral continued until Ding Zhixing's first seven days.The Ding family doesn't pay much attention to these customs, but they all gather at home.

Ding Muyan continued to light the incense candle in front of Ding Zhixing's portrait, and stood silently in front of the coffin.

The posthumous photo was taken by Ding Muyan when Ding Zhixing was critically ill for the first time. The photo was taken a year ago. Not long after the Chinese New Year, the family members said to take a family portrait. At that time, the grandfather still had some meat on his face, and his smile was kind and kind.

In just a few days, Ding Jianyu lost a lot of weight, and Ding Muyan was terribly worried, fearing that his grandfather had just passed away, his father would be sick again, and the family would be in chaos.

"Dad, are you going to sleep for a while?"

"No need." Ding Jianyu sighed at the portrait, "Although I expected such a day, but your grandfather is really gone, and I still feel that something is missing."

"Everything will be fine."

"Your grandfather is gone, so you have less to rely on. In the future, you must pay attention to what you say and do, don't fall into the shoes of others, and don't think that you can do whatever you want with a high level of technology. In this world, whoever has the technology is not the one... I speak and you turn it over." What a supercilious look! It’s outrageous! You can’t listen to my lesson, can you?”

"I didn't roll my eyes, my eyes are a bit dry." Ding Muyan argued.

"Oh!" Ding Jianyu sighed again.

When it was quiet, I could hear Mother Ding chatting with Xiao Jin next door. I didn't know what they were talking about, but they seemed to have a pleasant chat.

Ding Jianyu lowered his voice and asked, "How are you and Xiao Jin doing now?"

"It's okay..."

Ding Jianyu was very dissatisfied: "We are in touch for a while, and we are fine for a while. Falling in love is like squeezing toothpaste."

Ding Muyan was also annoyed: "What is there to remind you? No matter how much you remind us, we will fall in love, and we will not be able to get married or have a son."

Ding Jianyu thinks about it too, it is a habit of being a parent to urge, it seems that the task of being a parent will not be completed if you don't urge yourself.

"Look at how much he has helped our family these days, treat them well."

Ding Muyan lamented in his heart, he was the one who was hurt, why didn't his father believe it?

Ding Jianyu glanced at the inner room, and said in a lower voice, "Your mother likes him very much."

Ding Muyan looked at him warily.

"Last night she found out the old jade bracelet at home and asked me if I wanted to give it to him."

Ding Muyan went crazy: "Can you stop doing this!"

"I stopped him, don't worry." Ding Jianyu patted him to comfort him.

The old jade bracelet was handed down from Ding's mother's family, and it was supposed to be for Ding Muyan's daughter-in-law. Ding's mother was sad for not being able to give the bracelet, but now her mind is alive again.

"Can you still do it? He is a man, why do you want our bracelet?"

"I don't want him to wear it, just put it in the safe."

"No! Don't worry about me!"

Ding Muyan made up a picture in his mind: Xiao Jin knelt on the ground and took his mother's bracelet, and his mother put it on his thick-knuckle hands with a loving face.

terrible!Ding Muyan shivered.

"Oh!" Ding Jianyu sighed again, "Your mother is concerned about you."

Ding Muyan was worried to death by his parents.

"When you're free, you go to their house to visit his parents more often. You see, I used to go to your mother's house often." Ding Jianyu shared his experience of being a son-in-law with him.

Ding Muyan responded perfunctorily.

"Xiao Huai is your patient, isn't it just right?"

"Dad, I'm a surgeon, not a physician. I can't bring a stethoscope to see if the tumor has recurred."

"Are you out of your mind? Can't you go and listen to your heart sounds and measure your blood pressure? I used to always help my father-in-law measure his blood pressure. You, a senior director, can't measure your blood pressure?"

"Not only can I measure blood pressure, I can also help people draw blood."

"That's right!"

When Ding Muyan really didn't want to continue this topic, his cell phone rang.

He took out the phone and looked, his face changed slightly: "The call from the hospital."

"Come on, what are you waiting for?"

Ding Muyan answered the phone: "Hey... so suddenly... Where is Wang Lulu, the patient he is in charge of...is undergoing surgery? Okay, I see, let the operating room prepare first..."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Muyan said to Ding Jianyu, "Dad, the hospital admitted a pregnant woman with an intracranial aneurysm a few days ago. Just now they called to say that the patient's aneurysm had ruptured, and then..."

Before he could speak, Ding Jianyu waved his hand: "Go quickly."

Ding Muyan said guiltily: "Then I will go first, and I will come back as soon as the operation is over."

"Don't worry, just concentrate on the surgery."

Ding Muyan took a step and then stopped, looking at the portrait of Ding Zhixing, Ding Zhixing seemed to be looking at him too, with kind and gentle eyes.

"Grandpa, I won't accompany you for now. I'll see you off after I go to the hospital for an operation." Ding Muyan walked to the coffin, knelt on the futon, and kowtowed heavily.

By the time I got to the hospital, the surgery had already started.The patient's anesthesia has taken effect, and the caesarean section is about to be performed.

The chief surgeon in the obstetrics department was a chief physician. Director Lin stood by and watched Ding Muyan come in and nodded at him.

With the help of the nurse, Ding Muyan put on the sterile gown, and glanced at the patient lying on the operating table, almost covered by the sterile cloth.

The mortality rate of the second rupture of the aneurysm is extremely high, and whether it can survive depends entirely on the patient's own luck.The doctors did not dare to be negligent, so everyone was silent, working nervously and busily, and the atmosphere was extremely dignified.

The caesarean section was performed first, and the obstetrician cut open the stomach with a single knife, and soon took out a small baby.

Ding Muyan took a look, but this look made him unable to look back, as if his heart was beaten by something.

"It's a boy." The doctor said, even though the mother was under general anesthesia and couldn't hear him.

The baby was thin and small, with almost no flesh in its limbs, and was covered in blue. It could be said to be an ugly and weak premature baby.But when the baby was cut out, it happened to face Ding Muyan, with a small mouth pouted, as if he was not satisfied with coming to this new world.

It was not the first time for Ding Muyan to see a caesarean section. At least he had witnessed the birth of seven or eight babies. Some were chubby and cute, while others were even thinner and weaker.

But only this one, somewhere, hit the softest part of his heart.

Perhaps it is the most painful death that has just been experienced, and the birth of a new life is very precious, no matter how weak, as long as the heart is beating, as long as it is still breathing, it has the right to live.

Under the patting of the obstetric nurse, the baby cried out, thin and light like a kitten meowing, but it was this weak cry that made Ding Muyan feel the power of life.

Life is so tenacious, endless and cyclical, the distance between life and death is not far.Ding Muyan believes that every new life that comes to this world is a gift from God, and perhaps in a fleeting moment, it is destined to meet again in this world.

The nurse took the newborn away. He was very weak and needed to be admitted to the neonatal intensive care unit immediately. Ding Muyan watched him walk away.

"Director Ding, it's up to you next." Director Lin said.

Ding Muyan came back to his senses: "I will do my best."

After the operation, Ding Muyan slowly walked out of the operating room.

I'm a little tired, mainly because I haven't had a good rest these days, and suddenly I have a highly concentrated operation, and my brain can't turn around a bit.

But I was a little excited, and the picture of the little baby kept appearing in my mind, even though it was only a few seconds.

Walking out of the operating area, he saw Xiao Jin waiting for him standing at the end of the corridor.

It was a bit unexpected, but not so unexpected. Suddenly, he smiled, very happily, as if seeing spring flowers blooming in the cold winter.

There is such a person who will appear in front of you when you are tired or in need, always waiting for you, and always giving you surprises. What could be more gratifying than this?What is there to hesitate about?

Under the light, Xiao Jin was dressed in black, which set off his vigorous and upright figure. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows to expose his forearms, which were inserted in his trouser pockets, his weight rested on one of his legs, and his coat was casually hung on his wrists.He knows how to highlight his own advantages, even if it is just an ordinary piece of clothing, he can wear his own style. Ding Muyan especially likes his slender legs and strong forearms, full of masculine beauty, which makes people intoxicated. Extricate yourself.

Ding Muyan quickened his pace and almost ran towards him. If he wasn't in the hospital, he almost wanted to rush over and give him a hug.

"Are you done with your work? I'll take you home." Xiao Jin asked with a smile, and squeezed his hand under the cover of his clothes, sneakily, giving people a little excitement.

The difference between "send you home" and "take you home", Xiao Jin is too cunning, step by step, unknowingly including people into his net.

But Ding Muyan still thought it was very good, he didn't expose him, he sat in the net willingly, and enjoyed playing tricks on him.

Ding Muyan just looked at him and didn't speak.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Jin touched his face again, "Why are you in a daze?"

"I'm thinking, you always wait for me to get off work now, will it be sad if I don't see you after get off work in the future?"

"From now on, you can't see me after get off work, but you can see me at home." When it comes to talking about love, Xiao Jin has never lost to anyone.

Knowing that it was just sweet talk, Ding Muyan was still very satisfied: "Well, let's go home, so we can bring some supper."

"It feels like you're in a good mood. Is there something good going on?" Xiao Jin could feel his emotions as if he had a tacit understanding.

Ding Muyan smiled and said, "I just gave birth to a baby."

Xiao Jin touched his stomach in surprise: "It's so powerful, it's possible to have a baby."

"Fuck you!" Ding Muyan slapped his hand away, "I mean the patient just gave birth to a baby."

"When did you become an obstetrician and gynecologist?"

"Can we still have a good chat?"

"Okay, okay, you say. If you have a baby, you will have a baby. You don't need to be happy like this. It's not your baby."

"Yes, I am very happy." Ding Muyan was suddenly overwhelmed with emotion, with an inexplicable excitement in his chest, "On the night of my grandfather's first seven days, I witnessed the birth of a new life with my own eyes. Isn't it something to be happy about?"

Xiao Jin seemed to understand the source of his joy, and nodded empathetically: "Indeed. I hope God blesses this child to grow up healthy and safe."

"Yes!" Ding Muyan's heart was mixed with joy and sadness, as if he had bitten off a candied haws, with sweetness in the sourness, "I hope he can live a safe and happy life."

"Oh, by the way, your mother said she would give me a bracelet. Why did she give me a bracelet? Shouldn't I give it to her? Does she like this kind of thing? Do you think it's appropriate for me to buy one for her?"

"You...pretend you didn't hear..."