fickle midsummer

Jiang Ping took one and went out to wash it. You Yu heard Jiang Ping's voice loud and loud in the corridor. It seemed that she had caught a nurse asking where the water room was. The nurse reminded Jiang Ping to keep her voice down and said to go straight to the last one. The room is the water room.

The doctor will conduct the last round of the ward before leaving work. Since the last patient left the hospital yesterday afternoon, there is only You Yu left in the room. It is said that the doctor in charge of him is a newcomer who has only one more day of work experience than he was hospitalized. There are relatively few patients, so I have time to communicate with them as much as possible.

The new doctor's name is Bo Qin'an. The surname Bo is rare, and this doctor is also a rare man who can be called beautiful.The knuckles of the fingers are distinct, the skin has a sense of fairness and transparency, the shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow and the waist is narrow and smooth.The bridge of the nose is steep, and the pupils are deep-set. When the eyes are closed, the eyelashes can be seen clearly, and when the eyes are opened, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised.

Such a man shouldn't be a doctor, he should act in a TV series, guaranteed to capture thousands of young girls.

Every time the little nurses mentioned Dr. Bo, they would smile like nympho, and the topic after dinner was how to invite Dr. Bo to dinner and watch a movie.

Youyu is well-behaved, he doesn't cry or make trouble during the injections, and he is considerate of the interns. The nurses all like to go to Youyu. After only a few days in the hospital, Youyu already knows Dr. Bo's personal history and family situation.

The little nurse drooped her head and said, "I didn't expect that Dr. Bo already had a child, and it looked quite big."

You Yu handed the little nurse a candy, and the little nurse opened the transparent candy wrapper and just put the candy in her mouth, "Oh, brother, why did you give me candy again, the head nurse knows that the money will be deducted!"

After finishing speaking, the little nurse chewed and swallowed the candy, and put the candy wrapper into her pocket.

There is not much medicine in the hanging bottle of Youyu, and the little nurse said that there is the last bottle left today, and I will go to get it now.

Bo Qinan would check on You Yu's situation half an hour before leaving get off work, and today is no exception. You Yu watched without blinking from the time Bo Qinan entered the door to approaching the bedside.

On the small table set up in front of him were homework and a stack of draft paper, on which You Yu scribbled and scribbled functions that couldn't be done correctly.

Bo Qinyu didn't ask about his physical condition: "Will you do it?"

You Yu shook his head, he didn't go to school, so he could only chew on the answers to these questions slowly.

On the first day of hospitalization, the entire doctor's office and nurse's desk knew that the one who broke his leg was a sophomore art student.Because the first thing Shu Shaoyuan asked when she rushed into the hospital was not whether my son's leg fell badly, or whether his life was in danger, these were not the most important things to her.

With tears streaming down her face, she grabbed Bo Qinan's arm and asked:

Can my son still draw with his hands.

Before Bo Qinan could say anything, Shu Shaoyuan talked to herself again.

"It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you break your leg, as long as you can move your hands..."

The person who received Shu Shaoyuan was the head nurse. Rao had seen countless strange family members. After hearing this, his expression changed again and again.

……

Bo Qinan picked up the draft paper, and You Yu subconsciously wanted to snatch it back, but his range of motion was limited, and he was held down by Bo Qinan in the next second. Doctor Bo said, "This question is not difficult."

You Yu opened his mouth, but did not speak.

"I'll teach you." Bo Qinan pulled the iron stool used by the patient's family to accompany the bed in the hospital, and sat down against You Yu's bedside.

He handed Bo Qinan an H-size sketching pencil.

H size sketch pencils are thin and hard. You Yu used to use H size to draw the outline of still life sketches. Although Shu Shaoyuan corrected that 2B is the most suitable, he still likes H size.

Thin but hard, it will break if you are not careful, but it can outline the most detailed places.

"It's very brittle." You Yu reminded.

"The known function f(x)..." Bo Qinan had already started talking, and You Yu quickly took out a new blank draft paper to follow.

Youyu's liberal arts is okay, but science is difficult to study by himself. Last semester, he has been doing math in a cram school outside. This semester was interrupted because he was hospitalized. The day before he jumped off the building, he was still struggling with the tutoring teacher.

In people's eyes, art expertise provides a convenient ladder for art students to enter higher education, allowing them to be admitted to key domestic universities with low scores, and they can enter a school that looks good with only three or four hundred points.But in fact, art candidates have to work harder than those students who have been staying in school and only study cultural courses. Cultural courses cannot be missed, and specialties need to be improved.

You Yu is a student with a specialty in fine arts, majoring in liberal arts.

Bo Qinan spoke quickly, and after he wrote down the last formula, he asked You Yu if he understood?

You Yu slowly blinked at Bao Qinan.

Keep silent, which means that you don't understand.

"What don't you understand?" Bo Qinan looked very patient.

In fact, You Yu didn't know where he couldn't understand, maybe it was the third formula, or maybe it was the fifth formula?He just closed his eyes for a while because of the pain in his eyes, and he couldn't understand anything when he opened them again.

Bo Qinan said, "I'll slow down and repeat."

You Yu bit the tip of the pencil and nodded, his brows knit into a ball subconsciously, looking quite serious.

"Why is it so late today?"

Bo Qinan had just returned to the office, and Zhou Wei, who took him into class late at night, was propping his legs on the corner of the table, comfortably leaning back on the chair and chewing apples, when he saw Bo Qinan coming in, he quickly put his legs down.

"Eat?" Zhou Wei asked Bo Qinan.

"It's from the caretakers of the future art pillars." Zhou Wei said again.

Ever since Shu Shaoyuan disregarded her son's safety and said astonishingly, "My son can't be handed down", the famous words spread throughout the department, and the doctors and nurses secretly nicknamed You Yu, the pillar of future art.

I don't know how well this kid draws, but judging from his fucking description and nervousness, he should be at the level of Da Vinci in the future.

"It seems that he can be transferred to the orthopedics department." Zhou Wei suddenly remembered something, "The orthopedics department has been discharged from the hospital several times today, and the vacant beds are just right for children from Dongliang."

Bo Qinyan didn't speak, took off his white coat and put it on a hanger and hung it in the cabinet. The previous owner of the cabinet was a female doctor, and she didn't clean it up thoroughly before leaving. There was also a small mirror decorated with a kitty bow on the cabinet. From the mirror, you can see Zhou Wei's sagging eye bags, swollen upper eyelids, and bruised dark circles.

Zhou Wei said, "You haven't answered my last question yet."

"Ring, ring, ring..." Bo Qinan's cell phone on the table rang cheerfully.

Interrupted for no reason, Zhou Wei poked his neck to see where the goblin came from and summoned Doctor Bo, "Luo..."

"Snapped!"

Bo Qinyan flipped the phone screen back.

Zhou Wei shrugged his shoulders, "OK, OK, Luo Na or something, isn't it that so-and-so."

"He's so hot, he still has time to call you?" Zhou Wei tut, "True love, true love."

After You Yu finished her homework, she lay on the bed and watched TV for a while. Jiang Ping took out two balls of wool of different colors from the bag she brought, and knit a sweater while watching TV.The hardworking women in our country always have all kinds of jaw-dropping special skills. For example, Jiang Ping happily stared at the variety show on TV, but her hands kept repeating the complicated and trivial movements of knitting a sweater.

Jiang Ping didn't see how it was woven, but You Yu observed it for more than ten minutes.

Not a single needle fell out.

You Yu was not interested in variety shows, so he took out the homework he had written in the afternoon from under his pillow, and felt sleepy after just a few glances, so he hiccuped and told Jiang Ping that he wanted to sleep.

Jiang Ping looked at her watch, it was 09:30.

"Wash your face before going to sleep." She got up to get the kettle.

Youyu slept soundly in the first half of the night, but not so relaxed in the second half of the night.

In the dark night, the ear-piercing sound of the ambulance cut through the silence, from far to near, for nearly half an hour. All the patients in the hospital were woken up. The brakes failed and hit five private cars in a row. Three people died on the spot, and the rest were all seriously injured.

You Yu asked Jiang Ping to roll up the bed, and looked downstairs through the French windows with railings.

He saw a blood-stained person running down from the ambulance first. That person jumped out of the car and moved the patient from the emergency bed to the hospital bed together with his colleagues, and then stood neatly on the hospital bed with long legs. With both knees bent and hands crossed for CPR, everyone pushed the hospital bed and quickly entered the emergency room.

You Yu is not good at mathematics, but has a super memory in liberal arts. He can recognize who this is from the back of his head.

Bo Qinan who taught him functions during the day.

Suddenly it was dark, Jiang Ping stood in front of You Yu, still covered with a small blanket, and persuaded: "The blood is scary, don't look at it."

You Yu snorted, slowly covered the quilt, and closed his eyes under Jiang Ping's gaze.

The noise downstairs was still there, and with the increasingly tense atmosphere, the family members of the emergency department were late but arrived crying.Jiang Ping fell asleep quickly, and the noise didn't stop her from falling into a deep sleep.Youyu's leg was aching again, not because of the battle outside, he should have woken up at this point, the leg that broke in the middle of the night was so painful that he couldn't sleep.

He wanted an analgesic pump, or anything that could relieve pain, but the doctors didn't think it was necessary, and no matter how many times he mentioned it, it would just be dismissed.

You Yu quietly opened his eyes, sighed silently, sat up with his hands on the edge of the bed, quietly watching the crowd downstairs that gradually increased and gradually dissipated in the dark night, three police cars stopped outside the hospital.

He put his hands on his thighs and rubbed them, the cold sweat that had to permeate from his skin after enduring for a long time on his forehead.

The noise downstairs gradually shifted to this floor, You Yu scratched his hair irritably, and then there was a knock on the door, and the little nurse who played well with him asked in a low voice outside the door if he was asleep?

"No." You Yu suppressed the desire to cry out in pain.

After confirming that You Yu was not asleep, the little nurse unscrewed the doorknob and strode in.

"I haven't slept yet." The little nurse was sent by the head nurse to make rounds, she said in a low voice, "It's like this every time there is a car accident, go to sleep."

Without the lights turned on, the street lights outside could only see the silhouette, and the two sides could not see each other's expressions face to face.You Yu thought that the little nurse was going to leave after she finished speaking, but unexpectedly the little nurse stood two meters away from him and said, "It's like this every time there is a car accident. The patients can't sleep, and some of them have a bad temper and even throw things."

"Throw something?" You Yu asked.

"Yes, last time I was in charge of a patient with bipolar disorder." The little nurse sighed, "The car accident group has been settled, and it shouldn't be too noisy in the future. Brother, you should rest well."

"Yeah." You Yu watched the little nurse leave.

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Please cast a lot of starfish~