Wife, I'm afraid of blood

Xiang Qingyao: Good night, go to bed early, don't stay up late.

Qi Qi stared at the news for a full 10 minutes, and didn't even hear when Xu Mo came back.

Xu Mo returned to the rental house from the last bar where he sang. He thought Qi Qi was at home, but he didn't expect it to be pitch black when he opened the door.

Have you come back so late?

Xu Mo was wondering, first he saw Qi Qi's shoes in the hallway, and then he saw a gleam of light through the crack of the bedroom door.

Carefully pushing open the door, I saw Qi Qi lying on his back on the bed, holding the phone in both hands, the light from the screen shone on Qi Qi's face, showing a silly smile.

Xu Mo tiptoed to the side of the bed, and stretched his head to check the contents of the phone.

Qi Qi was staring at the phone and giggling, suddenly felt a shadow over his head, and when he looked up, he saw a big face staring at him with burning eyes.

With a sound of ah, Qi Qi threw away the phone and moved aside.

After seeing the face clearly, Qi Qi cursed anxiously: "Xu Heigou! You scared me to death!"

Seeing that Qi Qi was like a cat that only got frightened and exploded, Xu Mo suddenly felt that the previous revenge for hanging up the phone had to be avenged.

Ignoring Qi Qi's complaints, Xu Mo picked up the phone.

After seeing the chat partner clearly, he threw the phone back with a look of contempt.

"A dog man who forgets his friends when he sees sex."

Qi Qi took her mobile phone, and the fright she received just now faded a lot.

Xu Mo casually picked up his pajamas from the bed, walked to the bathroom, and said to Qi Qi: "Bring me a pot of water, I want to eat instant noodles."

"hungry?"

Xu Mo nodded.

"beg me."

Xu Mo made a gesture to rush over, but Qi Qi immediately surrendered obediently.

"Just kidding."

About 10 minutes later, Xu Mo appeared in the living room.

"What about instant noodles?"

"What kind of noodles! It's not healthy."

Qi Qi brought out a bowl of noodles from the kitchen.

"Just boiled, and your favorite soft-boiled eggs, eat it."

Xu Mo put his arm around Qi Qi's shoulder: "I knew you loved me the most."

Qi Qi pushed her away in disgust, and in the next second, she showed her face again and said, "Eat quickly, the dough will be lumpy in a while."

Xu Mo was eating noodles, and Qi Qi was sitting on the side posting on Moments.

2020. 7, 30

The scenery remains the same, but the personnel has changed.

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Blocking classmates and some ordinary friends, Qi Qi clicked send.

The content is a bit hypocritical, but Qi Qi just wanted to bring an end to the past three years, to Ning Wei, and to her feelings for Ning Wei.

……

"Ning Wei, help me give me the medical records of the five beds."

Ning Wei took out a medical record folder and handed it over.

"I'm talking about five beds, why are you giving me two beds?"

Xiang Qingyao's voice was not loud, but she could be heard a little angry in her serious and cold voice.

Ning Wei came back to her senses, and gave her another medical record folder.

"Sorry, I just misheard."

Xiang Qingyao glanced at her, ignored her, and looked down at the medical records.

There is no operation today, but Xiang Qingyao has several appointments for specialist clinics.

"I have a few outpatient clinics in the afternoon. You can check the postoperative condition of the eight-bed patient in a while. If there is inflammation, I will prescribe an injection of anti-inflammatory drugs."

"Ok."

Since seeing Qi Qi's reaction last night, Ning Wei has been in a trance all day today.

She could feel the change in Qi Qi's attitude towards her, but in her heart, she was unwilling to let go, after all, she came back from America just to...

Maybe Qi Qi still hates herself?

Or did she misunderstand herself?

Ning Wei persuaded herself like this, but she understood that the relationship between herself and Qi Qi had deteriorated, perhaps three years ago.

After Xiang Qingyao finished her outpatient clinic, she felt a little flustered for no reason.

Ning Wei seemed to be out of shape today.

Xiang Qingyao was not at ease, instead of going back to the office, she walked directly to the ward.

The patient in the eighth bed was a little boy who was still in junior high school. Because he was fighting with his classmates at school, his eyes were injured. He just had an operation a few days ago.

Such children are prone to postoperative complications, so postoperative observation is particularly important.

"How is he feeling today? Is there any discomfort in the eyes? Do you feel dizzy or nauseous?"

Xiang Qingyao said to the mother who was taking care of the little boy.

"It's nothing uncomfortable, it's just that his eyes are itchy."

"Itchy?"

Xiang Qingyao bent down to check the boy's wound, and found that the wound was red and there was some discharge from the eyes.

"A bit inflamed."

"How long have you had these symptoms?" Xiang Qingyao asked.

"It was a little itchy this morning. The nurse came to see and said it was okay. But in the afternoon, I started to cry."

After all, the boy reached out and wanted to rub his eyes.

"Don't knead!"

"Your eyes are a little irritated. You can't rub your eyes yet."

"Maybe there is no inflammation in the morning, but didn't a doctor check it out this afternoon?"

The latter sentence was addressed to the boy's mother.

"Doctor? No, Dr. Xiang, no doctor came before you came."

No?

But I obviously asked Ning Wei to check it out.

Xiang Qingyao's heart suddenly burst into flames, and she tried her best to suppress her wanting to get angry, and said softly to the little boy, "Don't worry, you'll be fine with an injection of anti-inflammatory drugs in a while."

Xiang Qingyao first went to the nurse's station to explain the situation to the nurse.

Then he went straight to the office area where Ning Wei was.

Ning Wei was helping to sort out the materials when suddenly someone reached out and knocked twice on the table.

"Come to my office."

There seemed to be a fire in Xiang Qingyao's voice when she called her just now, and Ning Wei followed behind her, not daring to take a breath.

After closing the door, Ning Wei stood still, and Xiang Qingyao stared at her coldly with her arms crossed.

"Why didn't you go to bed eight for an examination?"

Ning Wei was taken aback for a moment.

Eight beds? !

Too bad, I went to six beds.

"I'm asking you something."

"I, I have six beds." Ning Wei's voice became weaker and weaker.

Xiang Qingyao let out a long sigh.

"Do you know? I just went to the eighth bed, and the patients in the eighth bed have been infected all afternoon. If you leave it alone, what should you do if you get infected? Can you take responsibility?"

Xiang Qingyao's voice was not loud, but the serious and cold tone really scared Ning Weiwei.

Ning Wei lowered her head and said nothing, like a child who did something wrong, she put her hands in front of her body and twirled her fingers.

Xiang Qingyao waved her hand and said, "You are in the United States, and that's what you learned from Professor Wang?"

"I don't want to accept a person with no medical ethics as a student. You don't need to come tomorrow. I will make it clear to Professor Wang."

Ning Wei suddenly raised her head, wanting to explain something.

But Xiang Qingyao's eyes were like being in a cold ice cave, even if the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

Ning Wei had no choice but to open the door silently and walk out.

About 10 minutes later, Zhou Zhen walked in.

"What's the matter? Did the little apprentice make you angry?"

As soon as you enter the door, you can feel the cold air, even Zhou Zhen speaks carefully.

Xiang Qingyao was unwilling to answer her, and continued with her work.

"Oh, it's just that I didn't go to the ward round in time. If the patient is really uncomfortable, I will ring the bell. Besides, didn't something happen?"

Zhou Zhen paused, then continued: "Are you going too far with Ning Wei?"

Zhou Zhen thought Xiang Qingyao was so angry because of Qi Qi's attitude towards Ning Wei.

Xiang Qingyao put down the pen in her hand with a snap.

"Too much?! She's just inexperienced, don't you Zhou Zhen know? Inflammation after surgery can easily lead to wound infection, and such fragile parts as the eyes can easily cause blindness."

Xiang Qingyao's mood became a little unstable.

"Do you know how much harm blindness can do to a person?!"

"Do you know how much damage a person's blindness can do to his family, his friends?!"

Xiang Qingyao lowered her head, panting heavily, her eyes were slightly red.

It seems that this topic is a hurdle in her heart that she will never be able to pass.

Zhou Zhen has known Xiang Qingyao all these years, and she only knows that she will lose control of her emotions whenever she encounters the topic of blindness, and sometimes some patients who have failed operations lead to blindness, and she will secretly feel sad alone.

But Xiang Qingyao never told her the reason.

Zhou Zhen also only thought that Xiang Qingyao did it because of her sympathy for patients and respect for her profession.

As soon as Xiang Qingyao said the word blindness, Zhou Zhen finally understood why she lost control today.

Zhou Zhen handed her a glass of water and sat beside her: "I understand, you are also worried about patients."

"But Ning Wei is an intern who just came in after all, so she made a mistake. If you talk about her like that, it hurts the little girl's self-esteem."

After calming down, Xiang Qingyao also felt that what she had done was a little too much.

She has also noticed Ning Wei's performance in the past few days. This girl is also a hardworking person.

Xiang Qingyao also wondered if she should talk to Ning Wei again.

It happened that Professor Wang called and came in.

The two chatted for a few minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Zhen asked quickly.

"How to say?"

"Let Ning Wei write a self-criticism and continue the internship."

Zhou Zhen originally wanted to call Ning Wei and Luo Xiaoyun, and wanted the four of them to have a meal together, and then asked Ning Wei to apologize to Xiang Qingyao properly, this would be the end of the story.

But Xiang Qingyao refused because she was unwell.

As soon as it was time to get off work, Xiang Qingyao couldn't stay in the hospital for a moment, so she simply drove home.

Lying on the sofa, I have no appetite to eat, and I have no intention of doing other things, just lying like this.

Then he fetched red wine and a wine glass, and poured himself a drink.

After three or two cups, a faint blush has already risen on the cheeks.

Normally, Xiang Qingyao would have put away her wine glass in a self-disciplined manner before going to sleep.

But today, she seemed to want to get herself drunk.

A figure gradually emerged in my mind.

The more he drank, the clearer the figure became.

When the red wine bottomed out, she felt that the girl in her mind was smiling at her, calling her name softly like a song.

She stretched out her hand to catch the figure, but in the end, nothing came of it.

Tears flowed down like broken pearls.

Xiang Qingyao wrapped her arms around her knees, buried her head in it, and kept mumbling.

I am sorry.

The author has something to say: Ah!Today is the Lantern Festival!

Happy Lantern Festival everyone! ! !

If you can’t go out, you have to remember to eat glutinous rice balls~ (It seems to be called Yuanxiao in the north, although I don’t know the difference between the two _(:τ」∠)_

small theater:

Xiang Qingyao: When can we make substantial progress with Xiao Qier? !

Xiaoxie: Within ten chapters.

Xiang Qingyao: (wipes his 40-meter sword)

Xiaoxie: (shuddering) Three, within three chapters?

Xiang Qingyao: deal [bad smile.jpg]