Baiyun ambition

That systematic anatomy book has become Yan Xiru's favorite reading material these days. After rounds and surgery, she took it out from time to time and flipped through it a few times, with a smirk still on the corner of her mouth.As soon as others approached, they nervously closed the cover. Those who didn't know it thought that the crumpled old book was full of love stories.

Hidden are Yu Fangyun's densely packed notes, from big titles to small pictures, he has marked them all.In the past, the prescriptions were written so casually that they couldn't be read. Yan Xiru only found out after reading this book that some people's handwriting looks like something scribbled, and when they are stroked, it looks like a primary school student's handwriting.Moreover, Yu Fangyun's italic characters are written in a mixed circle, and the shape and capital are cardamom.

Yan Xiru felt cute in his heart, and couldn't help teasing him: "Do you always write with compasses?"

Yu Fangyun grabbed the book when he came up, but he couldn't grab it, and left angrily.

After that, there were frequent personnel transfers in the General Surgery Department, and the news of Jiang Yidao's promotion was confirmed. At first, everyone thought that Yan Xirubai had picked up a director.As a result, a gossip suddenly broke out: Lou Jianjun, director of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of the Provincial Hospital, was to be transferred to Tongshan.

The rumors are finally settled today.Director Lou not only came by himself, but also brought all the doctors and doctors under him, and parachuted into Tongshan as the director of general surgery.

So far, the factions of all the doctors in the department have been reshuffled, and the new floors that were originally vacant have also been included in the general department. The number of hospital beds and the team of doctors have grown instantly.Everyone looked at Director Yan Xiru with sympathy.With a senior professional title in sight, such a big shot from the outer courtyard was parachuted in, and so many people under his command shared the already stretched resources.

The cooked duck flew away with the pot, Director Yan is really miserable.

Yan Xiru didn't seem to care, he was content and happy, as long as he had Jiang Jian under his command.Although Dr. Jiang seems to be unreliable with thick hands and feet, he is worth entrusting at critical moments, such as delivering boxes of fruits at the nurse's station, and he is the one who runs the hardest in the entire office.

Yan Xi went back to the office after the operation, and counted several boxes of Red Fuji at the door with satisfaction.He only carried two boxes of fruit to the car, but when he came back, he felt sore in his waist and his steps were a little erratic—has he been too lustful recently?But Yu Fangyun was too busy to touch the ground, so there was no chance for him to fish.

"What is Yu Doukou doing all day long..." Yan Xiru stretched her waist, glanced at the program list on Jiang Jian's desk, took a look, and found that their family was in the name.

Jiang Jian introduced: "That's right! At the hospital's anniversary celebration this year, there will be our own performance to watch!"

Yan Xiru was particularly upset when he saw the three characters printed in the middle.It seems that this name can only be seen by him now. Under the yellow light, on the brocade quilt, and in the mandarin duck tent, let him look at each stroke carefully.

Then he thought again: "Then what can the cardamom perform? Go on stage to give someone a pulse, or report the name of the traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Singing a song is pretty good, Doctor Yu's singing is so beautiful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xiru crumpled up the paper and threw it on Jiang Jian's forehead. "Do you dare to let him sing?!"

"Where did you come from as a tyrant..." Jiang Jian rubbed her forehead, "You swiped the ticket, and your account was also sealed, and now I'm not happy. Doctor Yu is so innocent, maybe I don't even want to go Well, just being played with in the palm of your hand like this, you will be scolded whether you sing or not."

Yan Xiru just wanted to understand that everything was his own fault. If it weren't for the vote No.1, Yu Fangyun would not have been forced to do this.Thinking about it this way, the soreness in Doctor Yan's lower back suddenly became more serious, and he slumped on the chair—Fang Guangming and Sun Qibao couldn't be sure, they really wanted to make Yu Doukou the number one name in this poor hospital. .

It was a peaceful evening and the family was reunited, Yan Chengsong seldom had dinner at home, Yan Xiru pulled up half of the stool next to him, then walked a few steps away and sat diagonally across from him, clutching his back and still feeling flustered.

"I heard that the director of the Hepatobiliary Department of the Provincial Hospital went to your hospital and took everyone away?" Yan Chengsong glanced at him calmly, "Then they themselves are empty, who is doing the operation?"

"Yes, all the doctors and graduate students under him have brought over, more than 20 of them. It's not like no one is performing surgery. The number of surgical beds in the Provincial Hospital is twice as large as ours. It's such a big hospital. If there is no one, no one can continue to transfer. " Yan Xiru murmured to himself, why does his father know such little things? It seems that the medical industry has generally been in a downturn recently, and the director has time to go home to inquire about these things.

Yan Chengsong didn't know that his son was planning himself in his heart, and asked again: "Then have they affected you since then? With your unruly temper, can you get along well with him? Can you fight over it?"

I have asked all the questions, and I am also concerned, so I have to give a reprimand to cover up.At the end, I added another sentence, "If you don't get rid of your arrogant and domineering temperament, I think you can only be a deputy director for the rest of your life!"

Yan Xiru was calm, and she was used to being scolded for a long time without pain or itching: "Dad, you are a bandit who looks forward to Zixiong. You have not changed your temper all your life, and you have become the current position. What does this mean? It means that our family has an upturned nose. Temper is hereditary, and the fate of being an emperor is also hereditary, so don't worry too much about it."

Started to run the train with his mouth full again, Yan Chengsong slapped his chopsticks on the table, he was too lazy to talk to him.

Yan Xiru called Yu Fangyun in the courtyard at night, holding a few loose leaves of pilan, feeling anxious after waiting for a few seconds.The other side finally connected, and muttered inarticulately: "What's wrong?"

"I warmed up a glass of milk just now, and I suddenly miss you."

Yu Fangyun was stunned: "What does milk have to do with me?"

Yan Xiru smiled and rubbed off a handful of leaves, imagining it as the soft hair of that man, and spread it on her lap.

"It doesn't matter. So it's just, I miss you."

Yu Fangyun was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing softly, the smile was milky.Hearing the noisy voices over there, Yan Xiru paused his fingers, wanting to ask him where he was so late, but felt that the pressure was too heavy, so he froze for a moment.

Instead, the other party took the initiative to tell him, "I'm at the bookstore."

"What book do you want to buy? Maybe I have it."

"It's not buying books..." Yu Fangyun scanned the QR code for the cashier with his mobile phone, then put his ears back together, hesitated for a while and confessed honestly, "I'm here to buy copybooks."

"Pfft" laughed out loud.I don't know if the milk is too hot or the voice on the other side is too soft, touching the stomach wall, Yan Xiru's heart will melt.How can this person be so cute.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Xiru saw Yan Chengsong wearing a pair of glasses, sitting in the living room and borrowing his computer to press and touch every key on the keyboard.His secretary was on leave, and the business trip report had to be revised by himself.But Yan Chengsong fell into a predicament without changing a few words. Why did he change one page after another, and the front changed again after he changed it.

These are some tools, which are less reasonable than his son.

Yan Xiru observed for a while, but couldn't see it, and put down the fried dough stick in his hand: "Dad, let me help you."

"I will. Is there something wrong with your computer?" Yan Chengsong took off his glasses and stared at the side, "Oh, how can I change it like this? Don't erase everything I changed! Can you do it? ... Forget it, go away and give it back to me, give me the keyboard, give it to me! Just say that your computer is not good... Ah, is that all right?"

Yan Xiru turned the screen back to him: "Okay."

Yan Chengsong's face remained unchanged: "Oh, I'll just say yes."

Shen Zhi silently shook his head beside him, seeing that they were his biological father and son.

Yan Chengsong sent emails several times without success, Yan Xiru said, "Dad, just take my computer to use."

Dad said "No, no more", but he picked up the computer bag honestly and left.

He pushed open the door, Yan Xiru just looked up, and his father's back fell into his eyes.He was a little more stooped than expected, and his steps were not as steady as he had imagined.He was fascinated for a while, Shen Zhi knocked on his glass: "How is your pickled Pilan?"

Yan Xiru smiled: "It's coming soon, I'm still working hard, I can bring it to you right away."

Seeing the expression on his face, Shen Zhi saw the cuckoos blooming in his eyes in spring, and the birds were chirping about Xinyue...do you like it so much, her silly son.

How much more can I like it, I like it so much that I think of him after taking a sip of fish soup, I like it so much that I want to bring it to him after I warm up a cup of milk, I like it when the flowers bloom in the courtyard, I have to pick the most beautiful branch and give it to him.

But this kind of liking, compared to what Yu Fangyun gave him, is still a lot late.Fortunately, the remaining time is enough for him to catch up with this gap.Halfway through his life, he finally began to look forward to a day filled with ordinary trivial matters.

Before seven o'clock, Yan Xiru put down the soy milk and was about to go to the hospital. Shen Zhi was amazed that he was so active at work, and seeing the sun in the middle of the night was outrageous.

"Didn't you realize that I've been very active lately? I wish I could sleep in the hospital." Yan Xiru put on his coat and went out. There was a party in the courtyard today, and Yu Fangyun asked him to wait for him to go with him.So the clouds are very white and the sky is very blue.

But reality hit him hard—"Director Yan, tonight is your front-line class."

Yan Xi's jaw dropped to the ground: "Did I just be on duty on Monday?"

"No, the director of the building has just been transferred to the department. The grouping of doctors has also been adjusted. The current duty is arranged according to the group. Haven't you seen the new duty list posted?"

Yan Xiru was dizzy, and only now saw his name on the wall, which was big and dense.According to this rule, Jiang Jian and himself were the only two people in one group, and the number of night shifts per month doubled in an instant, and it was clear at a glance who they were targeting.In addition to being on the operating table, he is late for shifts and leaves early for meetings. Yan Xiru is No. 1. He has never suffered such a loss, but he also thinks that Yu Fangyun has two night shifts a week, and he is also called by meetings on weekends. occupy.

Compared with Dean Yu, Director Yan still has a lot of room for improvement.

In the evening, the yard was full of joy. Yan Xiru packed three boxes of lunch by himself, and ate some excitement in his heartache. His mentality had finally recovered, but Jiang Jian told him that there was a booing at the party over there to let Yu Fangyun perform on stage again. Once, he said that the flute he played with the pipa and dulcimer just now was not counted at all.

Yan Xiru didn't even know that cardamom could play the flute, but Fang Guangming, who was not kind, asked Yu Fangyun to sing a play, whether it was from the old lady Yan or where he heard it.Sun Qi sang along with him, and enthusiastically clicked "Chasing Fish".

Yu Doukou sang on the stage that marriage is destined, how could he be missing as a romantic guest, Yan Xiru jumped in anxiety.Jiang Jian was the most busy at these times, and sent several videos in a row, but his seats were too far apart, and he couldn't clearly shoot or hear clearly, only the last one was a little bit easier to watch.

The crappy stage, crappy soundtrack, and crappy spectators all made his heart shine like a pearl.Yu Fangyun got off the stage and was surrounded by a group of spectators. The people covered in white clouds were surrounded by red and green dancers, only he was the clearest.

——But he shouldn't be that white-clothed son-in-law Zhang Zhen, he is clearly the carp spirit who looks like a fairy under the night.True and false, false and true, dormant, head held high, attracting people to love him.

There were quite a lot of patients who needed attention after the operation tonight. Yan Xiru slept directly in the office and made a bed out of a few chairs. She didn't know how long she would be able to rest.Lie down and be called up four or five times. In the middle of the night, I opened my eyes until dawn.

The bright sunlight penetrated the curtains and sprinkled on the elbows, and the eyes were also filled with golden light, Yan Xiru's lingering sound remained in his ears.Yu Doukou sang a thousand times, and he also sang about his sadness and lovesickness all night.

Suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps, landed beside him, Yan Xiru moved his elbow, and saw the little carp he was thinking about, with a pink face and a ball of rouge stuck on it.

"What are you dressing up like? What's wrong with your face, boiling water has been splashed?!" The Merry Man was also surprised when he saw it.

Yu Liyu immediately rubbed her cheeks: "The head nurse insisted on applying foundation to me, saying that my complexion is too pale."

"What about this face?"

"And a little blush."

"What about the mouth?"

"Mouth? What's wrong with the mouth?"

Not wearing lipstick, Yu Fangyun subconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick his lower lip, and was suddenly kissed by the other side.

The lips and teeth are close together, the tip of the tongue is engulfed, and the corners of the mouth are slightly bent on a plain white face, bringing out two blushes on the cheeks.Yan Xiru stirred the water, reluctantly broke the silver thread, let go of him, and raised his hand to wipe off the remaining color on that cheek.

"Don't wipe these messy things again in the future, it's too torture."

Yu Fangyun pressed against his palm, turned his head, and said softly, "Okay."

The two lumps of rouge were wiped clean by fingers, but two crimson clouds rose out of nowhere, really... After washing the rouge, it makes people lose their souls.

Yu Fangyun splashed cold water on his face in his duty room, and wiped his face with both hands like a rabbit: "I'm going to work, you can sleep for a while."

Yan Xiru insisted on dragging him to the elevator. Fortunately, the patient didn't get up early in the morning, no one saw him, and no one jumped out to complain about the doctor's relationship.The numbers slowly descended from the [-]th floor, and Yu Fangyun suddenly stood on tiptoe, causing the cufflinks of the two white coats to touch each other.

He put a flower branch in Yan Xiru's pocket: "On the way back, I saw that the cardamom branch you were thinking about was in full bloom, and I thought of you, so I wanted to pick one for you."

There was already cardamom planted in front of the chest, but now there is another one, with tips and leaves, a bunch of small buds, and white jade hanging like pearl hairpins.

——This is the cardamom that Yan Xiru compared Yu Fangyun to at the beginning, and he pinned it on his chest cherishingly, entangled with the body of the pink pen, and he was very happy.

The numbers on the elevator are getting smaller and smaller, and there is also a faint light behind the cloud. The people around me smiled and said: "Actually, a few days ago, I finally met my mother in my dream. She said that Fang Yun will become the dean sooner rather than later." , and then Yan Xiru can do whatever he wants, go wherever he wants, and I will cover you."

Yu Fangyun hooked his index finger: "I'm not joking, I will be your confidence."

He said it like a childish joke, but answered him after a while.

——A man should stand between heaven and earth, but where does he come from?

——Then, I will be your world.

Yan Xiru left the fading light to Yan Xiru, and Yu Fangyun took a step back to get into the elevator, but how could he get into people's hearts like this.

Yan Xiru turned around with a serious heart and walked back to the office, but bumped into a person in the corner.

The man stood there for an unknown amount of time, standing like a dry mountain, with a gloomy face, covered with dark clouds that were suppressing.

After stopping her footsteps, Yan Xiru called out in a low voice, "Dad."

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