The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

July 2019, 07 The weather is sunny

gloomy

I just want you to be safe and happy

Yan He went straight into the debridement room and greeted the doctor inside.

Beilu followed him in after a while.The scene that caught his eyes shocked Hokuriku.

In the debridement room, there was a patient with an iron nail pierced into his palm, and a doctor in a light blue surgical gown was helping him clean the wound wholeheartedly.

The yellow trash can, with the lid ajar, contained all kinds of rotten tissues that had been discarded, and there were bloodstains on the ground and the barrel that hadn't been cleaned up in time.

The air was filled with the smell of blood mixed with the smell of disinfectant.

"Don't look!" Yan He put on his mask and gloves with his back to Bei Lu, and walked to the treatment area.

The voice was weakened by several layers of medical masks, but it was still gentle.

Bei Lu turned his eyes away, only staring at Yan He's back.

"It hurts!" With the force of the debridement doctor's men, the patient screamed!

The doctor paused the movements in his hands, a trace of impatience appeared on his calm face.

Just waited for him to finish calling before starting a new round of debridement.

He stayed in this debridement room all night until he wanted to cry, coming and going were all bloody, and all kinds of wounds were fresh and hideous.

He lost his appetite all night without eating anything, and the smell of blood mixed with the disinfectant made him temporarily lose all five senses.

Yan He turned his head and saw his appearance, and even remembered that when he first came to the emergency department on rotation, he also looked like this.

After being in the debridement room for a month, I feel disgusted by the sight of any food.

"You'd better stop screaming! The more you scream, the more painful it will be!" Yan He said, turning his head to the patient.

The patient quickly closed his mouth, clenched his teeth, and let the doctor treat the wound quickly.

"Huh—" It can be considered that the cleaning is over, and the doctor let out a long breath.

Help him bandage his hands and continue to wait for the next patient.

"Oh! I don't know what the next one will be like?" The doctor turned his head to look at Yanhe, this kind of pain is probably only understood by colleagues.

"It's okay, I'll be numb to everything after a month!" Yan He said in an extremely relaxed tone, comforting his colleagues who were still training, and gave him a firm look.

Then he turned his head and signaled Hokuriku Station to come over.

Before the next patient moved in, the doctor took a long breath and let it out heavily.

Bei Lu moved closer to him, Yan He grabbed his hand, approached the edge of the pool, and rinsed the back of his hand with normal saline.

The cool salt water touched the wound, and it was only at this moment that Hokuriku really felt a little stinging.

The hand shrank subconsciously.

Yan He approached his cheek gently, and whispered into his ear, "It's okay! Take it easy."

Hokuriku turned his head away in embarrassment, not daring to look at him.

The doctor not far behind him started a new round of operations.

The patient who just came in seemed to be more seriously injured than the previous one, because Hokuriku smelled a stronger smell of blood.His throat was a little uncomfortable.Just find a topic to divert your attention.

"Have you been here for a month?"

Yan He was helping Bei Lu wash the back of his hands attentively, the wound on that fine white skin looked even more ferocious.

Although among the wounds he had contacted in the past, this was the shallowest one.

But it was the one that bothered him the most.

"Hmm! I've seen many wounds worse than these, and I'm used to it."

Yan He's tone was still very relaxed, but Bei Lu knew that behind his smoothed state of mind was his helplessness of wanting to feel nauseated countless times but forcibly suppressing it.

He had no choice but to accept it fearlessly.

This is the rule of the world.

When he has become a senior in the eyes of the younger generation, he can only comfort them.

It's okay, just boil it and it will be fine.

Yanhe took a cotton swab dipped in iodophor and gently wiped Beilu.

That movement is gentle like a rare treasure.

"Call if it hurts!" He almost forgot that there were other people in the consulting room.

The doctor couldn't hold back his smile when he heard his words. He couldn't hold back because of the pained expression on the patient's face.

Otherwise, you should be sued again.

"Didn't you just say..." Hokuriku was also a little confused.

Besides, how can such a small wound hurt? If he doesn't come back, he wants to go back and wipe it with alcohol.

It will be fine in a few days.

"I was lying." Yan He whispered into his ear again.

The next sentence made Hokuriku want to cover his mouth with something.

When the patient screamed again.

Yan He deliberately lowered his voice, using a voice that only they could hear.

"I just want to hear you call."

Bei Lu's face immediately turned red with embarrassment, he moved away from him, and glanced at them not far away.

Seeing that there was no response from them, the beating heart was pressed back.

"Hehehe..." Yanhe's face, which had been suffering all night, finally showed a smile.

"Are you ready?" Bei Lu urged Yan He.

Yan He glanced at him, and the smile in his eyes was even bigger, "What's the rush?! Isn't my service meticulous?"

Yan He grabbed his hand, and the back of that hand was painted with iodophor as if dyed.

Ugly and helpless.

Hokuriku remained silent, but struggled to take his hand away.

"Don't get water on the wound recently!" Yan He turned around and lowered his head to dispose of the things.

He greeted the doctor again and brought Hokuriku out.

The patient behind him stared at his doctor with a painful face.

Why is it also a doctor, the other one was so gentle just now.

That's the look he couldn't help but lose his temper when he had never seen Yanhe before.

Once a girl accidentally rubbed a piece of skin on her leg. When Yan He was cleaning the wound for her, he asked her to lift her leg up. She was so coy that Yan He found out that she was wearing a skirt, so he had to wrong himself to squat .But the girl's cry made the patients in the whole corridor tremble with fear.

Later, Yan He couldn't take it anymore, and roared, the girl shut up, she shut up, and began to sob and cry again.

The boyfriend who was waiting in the corridor almost broke in and fought Yan He desperately.

Thinking of this matter, Yan He actually understood her boyfriend a little bit.

There was a burst of laughter.

"Huh?" Hokuriku looked at him in bewilderment, and the whole corridor was gloomy.

How could he be happy all by himself.

Yan He walked to a place where there were few people, and took a look at the back of Bei Lu's hand, which he had painted many times.

He spoke suddenly, and the voice clearly blocked the noisy noise.

It resounds through my heart!

"I want to work hard for you too!"

Bei Lu stared at Yan He's back, his back was straight, his footsteps were firm, and he made chiseled footsteps amidst the gloom and gloom.

He took two steps, then turned around and looked at Hokuriku and said, "Why don't you leave?"

Hokuriku's eyes were drawn away from the melancholy of the emergency room.

He quickly followed him in two steps.

Hokuriku's thought at that moment was.

He doesn't want to and doesn't want to.

Ms. Zhao just came out to look for Beilu, and wanted to tell him that the ward had been arranged, and she would send grandma to the ward in a while.

I saw Yanhe coming towards me.

"Why are you back?" Ms. Zhao raised her head and looked at Hokuriku, who was silently following behind. The back of the white hand was stained with a large area of ​​brown, and the color became much lighter after drying.

But why are those lips still broken? !

"I'm worried about grandma, so I'll come back and have a look!" Yan He saw that the remaining panic in Ms. Zhao's eyes had not subsided, and her eyes were looking back and forth at Bei Lu, so he opened his arms and hugged her.

"I worry about you too!"

And Hokuriku!

The sadness that Ms. Zhao has held all night can be regarded as finding an outlet, "It's all my fault, what company are you going to in the afternoon!"

As he spoke, his voice choked up.

"Mom! It's fine. I've made arrangements. I have an MRI appointment for grandma tomorrow. It's still full body. Don't worry!"

Yan He patted Ms. Zhao on the shoulder, trying to comfort her, knowing that she must have been worried when she received the call.

Ms. Zhao has such a temperament, she always loves to worry about it. Once she went for a physical examination, and the B-ultrasound showed a smooth bump on the outside of her stomach. My aunt abroad called and said that she might have to leave before her...

Later, after checking back and forth many times, nothing happened, and she put back the heart that always loves to think things complicated.

"Okay!" Ms. Zhao calmed down now, "It's all thanks to Hokuriku."

Bei Lu stood not far away and never disturbed them. When Ms. Zhao mentioned himself, he slowly said, "It should be!"

The eyelid lifted slightly and then fell back to his toes.

Yan He glanced back at him and saw that his eyes were lowered, his injured hand was hanging on one side, and one foot was still propped on the wall.

That side of the face is full of tiredness, and the hair is a little messy.

"You wait for me here! I'll arrange grandma and take you back. Don't run away."

"I..." Beilu raised his eyes slightly to look at Ms. Zhao, and then at Yanhe.

He wanted to say that he took a taxi back by himself.

Ke Yanhe dragged Ms. Zhao into the emergency room, and behind her back gave him an OK sign.

Bei Lu thought about the phrase "I'll go by myself" but didn't say it, and only responded in a low voice "Yeah!"

After Yanhe arranged grandma to the internal medicine ward and explained to Ms. Zhao, he turned back to look for Beilu.

When he came from the ward building behind him, he ran all the way.

He was afraid that Hokuriku would wait too long.

Fortunately, when he is busy with everything.

He is still there.

He was still leaning against the wall quietly and motionless, what Yan He was like when he left, he will still be what he was when he came back.

Even the legs that supported the weight of the tired body were still the same.

"Let's go!" Yan He came over panting, took his hand and left.

Blame him while walking.

"You don't know where to sit."

Beilu's legs were really sore right now, and he felt much lighter being pulled away by him.

"There's no place." Hokuriku was telling the truth, otherwise his legs wouldn't be so sore.

Before Yan He could return to Beilu, his cell phone rang.

"Hello! Xu Lai, why are you so hard to make phone calls?" As soon as Yan He pulled Bei Lu out of the emergency building, his voice became irritable.

"Brother! Can't I be busy opening this new store?! What's wrong?" Xu Lai was busy with his head down.

"Your grandma is in the hospital. I won't be here to watch and serve you during this time."

When Xu Lai heard that grandma was hospitalized, he quickly stopped the work at hand, "Brother! I was wrong, don't worry! The whole family will be entrusted to me."

Now that Yan He listened to Xu Lai's words, his anger subsided a lot.

"And Hokuriku!"

He still didn't forget to turn his head and give Bei Lu another look. Bei Lu leaned close to his receiver and said, "You don't have to worry about me!" After hanging up the phone, Yan He joked, "Xu Lai is not an outsider!"

Before Bei Lu sat in the co-pilot, Yan He approached him again and said, "Neither are you!"

"Yeah!" Hokuriku replied shallowly, and he sat down and felt that his legs had been liberated.

"You're a wife! Hahahahaha..."

Hokuriku elbowed his approaching chest again.