Learn about the human body

After washing his hands, Fu Yansheng went back to the infusion room and lay down.When Tang Qizhen asked him if he was hungry and what he wanted to eat, he just shook his head.

It still looks uncomfortable.Tang Qizhen asked a nurse to take his/her body temperature, it was 39.2 degrees, and there was no sign of fever going down.She said that patients with fever usually have a higher body temperature in the afternoon, and after a few words of advice to take medicine on time, she opened the door and went out.

It took Tang Qizhen a lot of effort to help him out of the bed, poured water and medicine, and changed an ice sticker when he was about to fall asleep.

This time, Fu Yansheng didn't say "you go" or "leave me alone" any more, instead he said thank you softly.

His face wasn't flushed, but his complexion looked bad, his eyes looked tired, his lips were dry and gray.

Just like his own personality, he seems to be sick very restrained, making people feel distressed and unpredictable.

Tang Qizhen shook his eyes and smiled at him, but the other party should not be able to see any expression through the mask.

He fell asleep soon, and Tang Qizhen also retracted his thoughts and began to conceive of a small skirt.

Still without inspiration, he listened to the words of the nurses in the morning several times while wearing earphones. He only had the tense rescue scene in his mind, which was not suitable for costume design at all.

Dizziness, upset.He rubbed his temples uncomfortably, feeling a little sleepy.The infusion room is very simple, except for a bed and a small stool, there is no other place to lean on.

Tang Qizhen stared at the senior who was sleeping soundly in the small narrow bed, thinking that he would not wake up soon, so he boldly leaned beside him and squinted his eyes.

He was upset not because he couldn't draw a draft for a while, but because he was worried about his state in the past few years.Every time he releases design drawings, he will receive good and bad comments. However, when he handed over the last draft of the "Forest Series" last month, he unexpectedly received many negative comments.

It's not a malicious attack, but it's not as amazing as the previous works of the same series.Tang Qizhen also has feelings about this. He is now in a creative bottleneck period. He has lost his thinking on the core of his paintings. His painting style has become mechanized, and he is not as expressive as before.

He hates this state very much, because he seems to know nothing but painting.He will be 19 years old in one month. He originally thought that he would never tire of painting all his life, but he didn't expect to get stuck before painting for a few years.

Thinking of this, his mind went blank for a while, and he felt a little uneasy, so he could only put on the listening song and try to squeeze out his emotions.

Waking up again was because of the movement around me.Tang Qizhen regained consciousness in a daze, took a few deep breaths angrily, and turned his head to look——

Fu Yansheng didn't know when he fell asleep on his side, and seemed to be aware of the movement, so he opened his eyes slowly in search of the sound.

The two sleepy people looked at each other. Although Fu Yansheng was ill, he woke up quickly.

Tang Qizhen suddenly met his eyes, realized that his restless little paws were still resting on the senior, he was so frightened that he withdrew his hands abruptly, and sat upright in the chair with a squeak.

"I... accidentally fell asleep."

The other party took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "Tell you to stay away from me, you are disobedient."

Tang Qizhen blinked guiltily, seeing heavy golden light coming in through the curtains, it must be evening.He quickly changed the topic: "Are you hungry?"

Fu Yansheng's condition seemed to be much better. He sat up from the bed, touched his forehead, touched a half-warm and half-cool ice patch, snorted softly, and then raised his hand to test the temperature of the back of his neck.

"The body temperature seems to have dropped a lot." His voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, "Thank you, why don't you go back, and I'll go buy something to eat myself."

Want to drive yourself away again?Tang Qizhen's attitude was very firm: "No, I promise to accompany your roommate until the evening."

"My roommate? Fei Zhibai?" Fu Yansheng muttered a few words to himself, as if remembering something, he looked at Tang Qizhen, "You haven't had class all day?"

"Thinking about repairing with restraint..." Tang Qizhen spoke quickly, and then added the second half of the sentence with a guilty conscience, "I was hooked."

"Huh?" Fu Yansheng raised his eyes and tilted his head to look at it with great interest.

Tang Qizhen was very uncomfortable staring at him with a smile that was not a smile. Thinking of Fei Zhibai's fallacy, he defended himself: "This is called turning theory into practice..."

"Hehe," Fu Yansheng lowered his eyes and laughed, "Tang Qizhen, do you know who I am?"

"School, senior?"

"He's also the Minister of Discipline Inspection." He followed up casually, and the meaning was self-evident.

Tang Qizhen was devastated, feeling like he was caught doing something bad.

After a while, he said angrily, "I skipped class because of you, and you arrested me, it's really inhumane."

"I'm so inhuman when I'm working." Fu Yansheng put on a cold face, leaned on the bed with his arms crossed, and looked him up and down.

Tang Qizhen was suddenly confused. He had heard that C University has a rigorous style and is quite famous among hundreds of colleges and universities across the country.What happens if you skip a class?Deduction of points?write a review?Or a more serious punishment...

He swallowed unconsciously and looked at the senior cautiously.

Fu Yansheng closed his eyes.He glanced secretly a few times, but didn't see any expression, and lowered his head in bewilderment.

"Puff—cough, cough cough..." After a while, the senior couldn't hold back any longer, and pretended to cough a few times to hide his smile, "You are too easy to deceive."

ha? ?Tang Qizhen sat up startled in his dying dream.

"Our school is not so strict." Fu Yansheng sighed with a smile, "However, let's behave in the future."

Only then did Tang Qizhen feel relieved, but was immediately replaced by anger.

"I'm going to buy porridge for you, you can just lie down for me!" He put on his clothes, slammed the door and went out.

Fu Yansheng looked at his back, smiled and coughed twice.

Tang Qizhen felt angry and funny, and muttered a few words in his heart. When he returned after dinner, Fu Yansheng was already lying in bed reading a book.

Wucao, Fu Daxue, are you desperate?

He hurried forward and took the book out of his hand, seeing the neat notes on it, he couldn't help admiring it.

Fu Yansheng frowned slightly, glanced at him and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Tang Qizhen: "Hurry up and eat."

As he spoke, he folded the book upside down on the bed, and inadvertently saw his bulging schoolbag, inside which were neatly placed several brick-thick blue books.

This is too miserable, right?Tang Qizhen remembered that he had seen others teasing on the Internet about "carrying my little schoolbag for studying medicine" and "swimming in the blue ocean of medicine".

Fu Yansheng didn't say any more, took the porridge and drank it silently.Tang Qizhen sneaked a few glances, felt a little embarrassed, and lowered his head to play with his phone.

"By the way," the senior asked suddenly, "Did you twist your hand?"

"What?" Tang Qizhen raised his head and met his slightly lowered eyes.

Why did you suddenly ask about this?He pondered for a moment, and the senior who had changed his temperament that night gradually emerged in his mind, and he murmured "um" in his throat.

"Did you twist it when you were eating with me that day?"

"Um……"

Tang Qizhen didn't dare to think about it, but felt that the senior had suddenly become more serious.

"I'm sorry, I've had too many things recently, and I've been in a bad state." Fu Yansheng said quietly, "I'm sorry if I did anything to hurt you that day."

After a pause, he said again: "Has it recovered now? Come and let me have a look."

Hearing this tone, he seemed to have forgotten what good deeds he had done.

In other words, he killed the frog, wiped the blood on his own neck, and chased him all the way to the toilet...all in an unconscious state?

Tang Qizhen's heart suddenly trembled, he retreated with a bang, and said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Are you under too much pressure?" He tried to ask again.

"Heh," Fu Yansheng lowered his eyes, fell in the half-darkness of the light, and chuckled, "who knows."

Seeing this, Tang Qizhen felt a blow in his heart, and his lips moved for a long time without uttering a word.

The other party didn't answer the phone anymore, he packed the lunch box and threw it on the ground, took out a string from his bag, and slowly fiddled with it around the guardrail.

There was definitely still time to escape, but Tang Qizhen couldn't help being curious when he saw the rope bending lightly between his fingers.

"What is this?" After adjusting his breathing, he carefully moved forward half a step.

"Square knot, triple knot, and surgical knot." Fu Yansheng's ten fingers hooked the thread lightly, provocatively twisted it around, and in a short while made a string around the railing.

"Is this the teaching content of your medical department?"

"Yes, I'm going to sew pigskins next week."

Tang Qizhen took a closer look. The thread he used was very thin, and the knot he made was small and delicate.

It should look better if it is braided with thicker rope, and it can even be used as an ornament.

A bright light suddenly flashed in his mind, Tang Qizhen clapped his hands excitedly, and shouted: "I have it, I have it!"

Fu Yansheng glanced at him in disgust.

Tang Qizhen didn't care about his surprised eyes at all, and asked as if discovering a new world: "Senior, why did you choose to study medicine?"

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"I recently did a group assignment, which happened to be related to medical topics."

"Oh..." He responded slowly, "Is there a reason?"

After a while, he smacked his lips: "I studied medicine because something happened at home in high school, and I was touched by it, so I applied for clinical medicine."

It sounds like the senior is still a person with a story.Tang Qizhen was stunned, but it was inconvenient to ask about personal matters, so he could only continue: "Then what kind of image do you think of doctors and nurses?"

"Huh?" He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Many people mention doctors and nurses and always say angels in white clothes, but in my heart, it is actually a bright yellow color."

Tang Qizhen became interested in an instant.

"You know Nightingale?"

"Of course, she is the world's first real female nurse, and the goddess of the lantern that is respected by future generations."

Fu Yansheng nodded, and slowly continued the second half of the sentence: "I think the name "Goddess Carrying the Lamp" is very artistic. It's like lighting up a lamp for patients on the edge of life and death, calling them to wake up."

It's something he never thought about.Tang Qizhen was taken aback when he heard it, and closed his eyes to search for his so-called image in his mind.

If people can see their own souls, then the dying people should be imprisoned in the deserted wasteland, right?

Then she came with a lamp, with the gentleness of the Holy Spirit of the healer, and the hoarse calls of her relatives, and lit a lamp for people in the snowy sky.

—My dear, you are lost.

— Come home with me.

……

He opened his eyes in a trance, the wind rolled up the corner of the curtain, the afterglow of the setting sun was still there, and the surrounding seemed to be wrapped in a warm and sweet caramel color.

Fu Yansheng bowed his head and continued to tie his surgical knot.

In another five or six years, he will also be the one who sends the soul home, right?

Tang Qizhen's eyes trembled, and when he looked at him again, he felt completely different.