Difficult to love

Yue Rong not only had to see a doctor these days, but also took care of Gong Jingyun, his spirit was devastated.

That day, Yue Rong came out of Gong Jingyun's ward and saw Gao Lin who had just returned from her maternity leave and was chatting with Mary. He suddenly found comfort.

Yue Rong immediately jumped between the two women and held Gao Lin's hand, "Dear my colleague! You are finally back!"

Gong Jingyun, who heard Yue Rong cheering, also walked out of the ward. When he saw Yue Rong holding another woman's hand, he frowned displeasedly.

"Doctor Yue, you don't need to be so enthusiastic..." Gao Lin entered the hospital almost at the same time as Yue Rong. At that time, because she was more efficient than Yue Rong, Yue Rong hardly talked to him, and he had to rest because of the childbirth. Yue Rong was still happy for a while when she came back, why is Yue Rong so enthusiastic when she comes back?Does having a child also help to narrow the relationship between colleagues?

"What are you talking about! You don't know that when you didn't come back, I was responsible for your patients, but I was exhausted. Now I really know that it's not easy for you."

Gao Lin was so embarrassed that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she pulled her hand hard, but couldn't get it out, "Yes...yeah hehe..."

As for Yue Rong, it wasn't that he missed Gao Lin so much, and he didn't expect Gao Lin to accept Gong Jingyun's wonderful patient. He was happy because there was another person in the same situation as him by his side, commonly known as inner comfort.

"Are you free, let's have a meal together at noon? May I invite you?"

Gao Lin would die of embarrassment just to bear Yue Rong's enthusiasm, if she had to eat, she would have to!

"Mary, would you like to see a picture of the child?"

"Yeah!"

"Let me tell you, my son is so cute!"

"Hurry up! I want to see!"

"Come on! Come and see in my office!"

"go!"

The two walked further and further away, completely ignoring Yue Rong who also wanted to see the child.

Yue Rong who stayed behind after the two left was extremely frustrated, "What's the matter with these two women? They completely ignored me. Is there a rule that men can't look after children?"

"It's not that men can't watch, it's because you scared them."

When Yue Rong turned his head, Gong Jingyun approached him quietly again, and even put his hand on his shoulder. Yue Rong shook his shoulder, but did not shake it off.

"Hmph, you know everything."

"Why are you so passionate about that woman?"

"Don't you know everything?"

Gong Jingyun raised Yue Rong's chin, "I still don't know a lot about you."

"Tsk!" Yue Rong tilted his head, "You don't know that feeling."

"Feeling?" Gong Jingyun narrowed his eyes.

"I have been fighting alone for a long time, and suddenly a comrade-in-arms came, that feeling is extremely relaxing."

"She is your comrade in arms?" Gong Jingyun gradually tightened his arms, and pressed his face against Yue Rong's hair, enjoying his smell to the fullest.

Yue Rong grabbed Gong Jingyun's hand, he didn't understand what he said wrong just now, "No! No, no, it's not a comrade in arms, but a relative and colleague."

"Dear my colleagues~" Gong Jingyun not only didn't intend to let go, but also tightened his grip.

Recently, Yue Rong has been falling for this trick, and he has been trying to find a way to break it, but the strength and speed are not as good as others, "Same... colleagues, colleagues!"

After Yue Rong finished speaking, Gong Jingyun finally let him go, "Come in."

Gong Jingyun turned around and went back to the ward, not giving Yue Rong a chance to refuse at all.

"Cough cough! Cough cough! Big...Brother, I just...just came out of...your ward."

"I don't want to say it a second time."

"I □□..." Yue Rong cursed softly after Gong Jingyun.

"Sister, sit on the bow of the boat! Brother is walking on the shore! Enenaiai swinging on the rope! Little sister, I will sit on the bow of the boat..."

"Fuck! What is this thing!"

As soon as Yue Rong entered the room, he heard what should be considered a song sung by an unknown being. He covered his ears and walked to Gong Jingyun's side with difficulty. It turned out that the unknown song was played from his notebook.

"Tracker's love." Gong Jingyun's expression was unusually calm, and he even enjoyed it.

"I'm not asking you the title of the song! I'm asking you who sang it!" Yue Rong really can't describe this singer, the tune is so far away, he really insulted this song, can there be no music bacteria? don't sing!

"My personal assistant."

"Brother! Can you keep your voice down!"

"Why?" Gong Jingyun stood up and began to sway to the music.

Yue Rong was startled, there were strange things happening in the hospital every day, especially today, Gong Jingyun even jumped up.

"What are you doing? Is this dancing?"

"uh-huh."

"Don't hum! Your volume is disturbing! It will disturb other patients!"

"Okay!" Gong Jingyun turned down the volume in disappointment.

Yue Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally he no longer needed to protect his ears with his hands, "You like to listen to this type of song? And the singer better be out of tune?"

"Well, it has a decompression effect."

"Why don't I think it has a decompression effect! Your hobby is really strange."

"Don't you think the songs sung seriously by such tone-deaf people are funny?"

"Funny? Oh~~ I understand, you don't simply enjoy their singing at all, you just base your emotions that you want to vent on laughing at the pain of others."

"So what? Just reduce my stress." Gong Jingyun sat down and wanted to turn up the volume again, but his hand paused to turn off the music.

"..." Yue Rong was powerless to refute. He was a little thirsty after arguing with Gong Jingyun, so he picked up the water glass on the table to drink, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Master."

A man appeared at the door, he walked over, Yue Rong could see his face clearly, square face, small eyes and big nose, thick lips but it won't affect the appearance, the standard tough guy image, probably Mary likes this type very much.

"How's it going over there?"

The man glanced at Yue Rong not knowing whether he should speak or not.

"Don't worry about him, he can't understand anything with his IQ."

"..." Yue Rong glared at Gong Jingyun but dared not resist.

"Yes, the company recently..."

Yue Rong had been listening carefully in order to prove that his IQ was not impressive, but it was really like what Gong Jingyun said, he couldn't understand, he didn't understand anything about stocks, funds, or securities.

"that's it?"

"Ah."

"That old fox!" Gong Jingyun clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

"Master, shall we please..."

"Ahem!" Gong Jingyun coughed twice and interrupted the man, "You've said everything you need to say, go back."

"Yes."

When the man was about to leave, he happened to meet Yue Rong's suspicious eyes, and the man instinctively stared back, making Yue Rong tremble with fright, and the water almost leaked out of his mouth.

Seeing that there was no sound behind him, Gong Jingyun turned around and found that the man was still examining Yue Rong.

"Chen Hui?"

"Yes, sir."

"Chen Hui, this is my attending doctor and Uncle Yue's nephew, don't be so nervous."

Chen Hui relaxed his vigilance a little after hearing Gong Jingyun's introduction, "Yes."

Gong Jingyun then introduced to Yue Rong, "Doctor Yue, let me introduce you, Chen Hui, this is my personal assistant."

"puff!"

When Yue Rong heard that Chen Hui in front of him was the singer who was out of tune and out of the universe, he couldn't hold back for a while, because the "beautiful" singing voice really didn't match this person.

Chen Hui, who was sprayed with water all over his face, looked even more gloomy, which was in stark contrast to Gong Jingyun, whose wound was about to burst while holding back his laughter.

Yue Rong wasn't doing well the whole morning, he managed to find time to visit Yan Lei, but this patient didn't let him worry.

As soon as Yue Rong entered 308, there was a burning smell in the room.

"What are you doing!" Yue Rong saw that Yan Lei was holding a lighter in his hand, and his hair was still smoking.

"Ah? Doctor Yue is here!"

Yue Rong snatched the lighter from his hand and carefully checked the surroundings to see if there was any fire source.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted to stimulate myself to see if I could remember anything."

"Stimulation is fine, but it also depends on the method. You...did your hair burn itself?"

A large piece of Yan Lei's head was burned off, and it looked like he had lost his head prematurely.

"Well, I want to burn my hair to stimulate myself and at the same time reduce the weight of my head."

"I really convinced you." Yue Rong put away the lighter, "There will be no next time."

"why?"

"Because it's dangerous, and you've stimulated yourself, have you remembered anything?"

"No."

"So there is no next time. If you think of any method in the future, you must tell me in advance, and then we will discuss whether it will be used or not!"

"Oh."

The more Yue Rong looked at his hair, the more uncomfortable he became. If Liang Xiaoxia saw this, she would probably rush over with scissors, "Let me help you straighten your hair first."

So Yan Lei completely changed his hairstyle, bald, and later, according to Mary, Liang Xiaoxia liked his new hairstyle very much, and she had to touch it twice every time.

After tidying up for a long time, Yue Rong finally sat down and began to see a doctor for Yan Lei.

"Do you remember the dream you told me about last time?"

"Dream? You mean the hide-and-seek dream?"

"Ah."

"I remember, but it's a little fuzzy."

"Fuzziness is normal. I still can't remember the dream I had yesterday."

"Hehe, Doctor Yue, you are so humorous."

"I'm serious...forget it, let's leave that dream alone, I think..."

"Doctor Yue isn't going to hypnotize me today?"

"No, I don't think hypnotherapy will work for you at all, and will only work against your illness."

"Oh~ I quite enjoy that feeling." Yan Lei originally wanted to lift his hair habitually, but his hair was gone, so it was empty.

"You mean the feeling of escaping reality as much as you want?"

Yan Lei's hands froze in the air, "Doctor Yue, what did you say?"

"Selective amnesia is a manifestation of self-consciousness protection, and it is also an act of escapism from reality. I have said this a long time ago."

"That's right...you said it a long time ago..." Yan Lei put down his hands, and he lowered his head so as not to meet Yue Rong's eyes.

"It's okay, I think you don't remember, and I'm not afraid of trouble to say more." Yue Rong put down the note in his hand, and he stretched out his index finger to lightly poke Yan Lei's chest, "Yan Lei, To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it. Some diseases can be cured by me, but there are some diseases that only the person concerned can cure. You are different from other patients. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I……"

"Let's stop here for today." Yue Rong stood up and packed up his things, ready to leave.

"Doctor Yue."

Yue Rong turned around, "Any more questions?"

"I... I can really..."

"Yes!" Yue Rong gave an affirmative answer without waiting for Yan Lei to ask the question.

"okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, take a good rest."

After Yue Rong left, he had been standing at the door of 308 pondering about Yan Lei's illness. Yan Lei was the lightest of his patients. He once listened to Yue Lin's advice and used hypnotherapy to treat his illness, but he found that he was wrong. He knew clearly It is to complicate simple things. Yan Lei's illness is not as serious as imagined. Sometimes, in addition to the necessary auxiliary work, it also depends on whether the patient can overcome it. Yue Rong feels that he should try it anyway.

Yue Rong lost track after thinking about it, and began to be intoxicated with himself, "Tsk! I was a little...too handsome just now."