melancholy summer

"So? You mean, the director didn't skin you?" Xiao Liu, who came in to work around the same time as Sun Heng, was a cute but married girl, and asked curiously.

Director Zhao has a vicious reputation, and the doctors in the hospital, whether they are under her or not, all avoid her.

"No, before I waited for her to peel the skin, I listed a series of evidence that I had observed. In the end, the director had nothing to say, and could only talk about observing and observing."

"Warriors, real warriors!" Xiao Liu gave a thumbs up.

After Sun Xiang persuaded the director to let Zhou Yue stay for observation, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

And the fact that he challenged Director Zhao's authority spread among colleagues, and there were several versions.

The most normal thing is that because of a disagreement with Director Zhao about the treatment plan of a patient, and why bed 308 is actually his relative, he took it seriously. The family of bed 308 gave Sun Xiang a red envelope to take care of him, and Dr. Sun was furious. Blue Yan... or something...

Sun Xiang said what the hell is this, he just treats Zhou Yue as a younger brother.

Gossip is just a little adjustment to the boring life. After another half a month of observation, Zhou Yue has reached the standard for being discharged from the hospital in all aspects. Facts have proved that Sun Xiang's guess is wrong.

I found Zhou Yue and told him that I was very sorry that my wrong guess made him stay in the hospital for half a month longer.

"It's okay, brother Xiang. I also live a peaceful life here. I'm willing to stay for half a month longer."

Sun Heng was ashamed. He had only seen patients who were unwilling to be hospitalized, and who wanted to be discharged every day after being hospitalized.

Seeing the puzzled look on Sun Heng's face, Zhou Yue looked into Sun Heng's eyes with some disappointment and said, "I'm leaving the hospital and I'm going back to school, so..." I won't see you anymore.

"Oh, I remembered. I have a conflict with my classmates. What kind of conflict is it? Tell me and help you figure out a solution." Sun Xiang looked like a caring brother.

"It's nothing, it's my own problem." Zhou Yue turned her face away indifferently, looking at the TV in the distance, unwilling to say more.

'Why is the tone a little unhappy?What did I just do?Nothing to do..." Sun Xiang muttered to himself.

On the TV, the male lead who killed Matt pulled the sissy male lead and said angrily, "Ah, why did you give up your dream? Without your dream, what is the difference between you and a salted fish..."

Sun Xiang rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

"Brother Xiang, do you have a dream?" Fortunately, Zhou Yue also gave up the terrible TV series and continued to chat with Sun Xiang.

"I originally wanted to be a heart surgeon, but I didn't pass the exam, so I came here." Speaking of this, Sun Xiang's expression also became depressed.

"Why not World War II?"

"No money, because of some things, the family can't afford money for me to repeat my studies, and there is no money to support me in graduate school." Sun Heng looked into the distance with erratic eyes.

"Because of what?" Zhou Yue saw Sun Xiang's depression, but he wanted to know too much. He was eager to know everything about Sun Xiang, even if it was sad.

"Why are you talking so much today? That's right, you're all well and should be discharged from the hospital." After finishing speaking, Sun Heng pulled the chair away with a loud "squeak" and left without looking back.

The sun shone through the bars, Zhou Yue's eyelashes covered a shadow, his dark pupils shrunk into a small dot, and suddenly the corner of his mouth slanted with an inexplicable smile.

This afternoon, the director approved Zhou Yue's discharge application.When Sun Xiang was about to go to Zhou Yue to apologize, the bed was empty.

Sun Xiang was stunned for a moment, but he just left.

I found the director and wanted to ask about Zhou Yue's situation, but before I even opened my mouth, I was ridiculed.

"You still dare to question me, go back and read books" "You are still a temporary worker" "You are not suitable to work here, change careers sooner"...

Sun Heng returned to the office in a daze, and other colleagues stayed away from him.After all, he offended the director. It would be fine if his guess was correct, but Zhou Yue's departure completely proved his guess was wrong.

Zhou Yue left for a month, and Sun Xiang's life became more and more difficult. The director found fault, and his colleagues were alienated.

'I never thought I would have today, alas! "Outside the window, I heard the noisy cries, and Sun Xiang, who was already disturbed by the noise, wanted to beat someone violently," At this time, if someone suddenly fell ill and beat someone, it would be fine, I really want to fight. '

This month, Sun Xiang was so aggrieved that he lost several strands of his hair, and it didn't feel good to be wearing small shoes everywhere.

'I really want to throw my white coat on the director's face, and then yell, I love whoever, I quit. 'Of course Sun Xiang only dared to think about it.

Just as he was in a daze, an envelope fell in front of Sun Heng with a "snap", "Here, yours, I'll take it for you by the way." Adhering to the concept of 'be nice, but keep smiling', Sun Xiang politely followed The colleague said "thank you".

The moment he saw the envelope, Sun Heng's eyes lit up, it was Zhou Yue.

Zhou Yue's handwriting and his person's looks are really two extremes, either to say how ugly it is, or, uh, rough.

The letter said that he was said to be unhappy and left the hospital willfully, and later regretted it. It was his fault. Balabala explained that he didn’t have Sun Xiang’s phone number, so he had to send a letter to the mental hospital. Find him to play with a phone number at the end.

Sun Xiang looked at the date of writing the letter, heh, two weeks ago, the post was amazing! !

Sun Xiang couldn't wait to call.

"Hello?" The moment I heard this hoarse voice, all the irritability of this month seemed to be swept away.

"Xiao, Xiaoyue..." He wanted to say a lot, he wanted to ask him if he recovered from his illness, if he had any repetitions, how was his relationship with his classmates, how was the exam...but he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth up.

"Ah, Brother Xiang, long time no see." Zhou Yue's voice suddenly raised several tunes, and the feeling of surprise almost overflowed the phone.

Sun Xiang learned that Zhou Yue had just gone on vacation and returned here from the city where he studied, this second-tier town.

The two made an appointment to go out together for a weekend.

Sun Xiangmei happily put down the phone and found the director standing behind him. He said in a strange voice: "Chatting with women during working hours? Why don't you just read a book if you have so much free time? If you don't know anything, you really are an undergraduate."

Sun Heng's good mood of the day was broken into pieces, which could not be picked up.