Xueba Raiders

After entering the hospital for internship, I can hear some gossip from doctors. Schools and hospitals are still different. Only insiders understand the ups and downs of doctors.

In the end, the other three people also forgot to push He Qing to post photos, but He Qing went to the bathroom to wash his hands, took a photo like a ghost, and sent it to Lin Weizhen.

Lin Weizhen quickly replied: "I'm gone, I'm gone." Then he added an exaggerated emoji.

He Qing raised his head and saw himself in the mirror smiling uncontrollably.

There are many departments in the hospital, some of them are so busy that the interns are also used as old scalpers, and some are relatively leisurely. They can drink tea and read literature by themselves after doing ward rounds with the teachers.The emergency department and general surgery department are basically busy, and the strong departments of the hospital are also busy.One day, He Qing followed the teacher to deal with emergencies. He arrived at the dormitory after eleven o'clock. He habitually turned on the computer to check emails. When the mouse landed on an unread email, his hands suddenly trembled.

The sender is Yuan Ti, a top expert in orthopedics in China.

He Qing read the email four or five times over and over before he couldn't help laughing.

When he was a freshman, he listened to Professor Yuan's lectures and was astonished.Later in the night chat in the dormitory, when talking about the future direction, He Qing said: "Orthopedics, MSF lacks orthopedics."

People tend to ignore the sweat of the strong, because the light is so bright that the darkness behind it is insignificant.He seems to be strong as it should be, he won't cry, he won't get tired, it's because God rewarded him with a golden job.

not like this.Aside from cognitive biases, what he has endured is no less than ordinary people.He works harder, persists, wakes up, and suffers more.

"Weizhen," He Qing opened the WeChat dialog box, "I have good news."

Lin Weizhen said: "I also have good news."

He Qing smiled and said, "Then let's talk together."

The warm light of the desk lamp was very gentle, almost at the same time, two lines of words jumped out on the screen.

"I blogged directly."

"I've signed up."

The author has something to say:

The postcard that Lin Zai sent to He Qing in his freshman year was from Professor Yuan, and it said "I wish Dr. He a bright future beyond idols".

I hope that the graduating class of the university will get what they want, and the college entrance examination candidates will have no regrets.

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## Chapter 68

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A person can't be unlucky all his life, can he?Lin Weizhen thought that the failure of recommending back then seemed to be completed in another way.

"I didn't expect No.1 to enter," Lin Weizhen said with a smile, "after all, all the best French students in the country came to take the exam."

"You are also the best French student in the country." He Qing raised his glass, Lin Weizhen understood, and touched it with water instead of wine.

He Qing said again: "Actually, you can be more confident."

Lin Weizhen joked: "That can't be done, I often feel that I have to recycle garbage."

"It's okay," He Qing said with a smile, "I've prepared the treasure box."

Lin Weizhen felt sweet for a while.

At the end of September, the heat finally melted into the wind of early autumn.The background sound of the restaurant is the melodious sound of the violin, and the fresh white roses are placed on the table, all echoing the classical atmosphere around.The postgraduate examinations across the country came to an end, and the Ministry of Education issued a unified admission notice on the Internet. When the dust settled, they were the first to see the way forward.

He Qing came here on a special trip to celebrate Lin Weizhen's birthday today.

Last year's birthday Lin Weizhen went back to his hometown to deal with things. The year before last, his birthday was in Belgium and he didn't see He Qing.Thinking about it this way, this birthday really needs to be a little more grand.The restaurant is booked in advance, the small cake is just enough for two people, the candles are lit, and the flames are reflected in the eyes, which is fascinating.

He Qing smiled and said, "Make a wish."

He didn't believe in these before, and he didn't want to bother, and found it troublesome, but after a few years, he inexplicably began to pay attention to the sense of ritual.The sense of ritual is a bouquet of flowers in daily life, a starry sky in literature, and a sudden adventure in daily routine.A lot is missing, but who doesn't like this extra surprise.

What's more, Lin Weizhen obviously likes it.

When Lin Weizhen made a wish, He Qing just looked at him with one hand on his chin. In his 20s, it seems too early to talk about the gift and deprivation of the years, but Lin Weizhen is indeed different from a few years ago. The years took away some hidden youthful arrogance, but obviously favored him, and gave him more and more profound things.

After Lin Weizhen silently made his wish, he met He Qing's gaze as soon as he opened his eyes, and the two began to smile at each other again.

He Qing turned sideways, and first took out a large thick book from his bag, with "Neuroscience and Language" written in English on the cover of the colored pages.

Lin Weizhen was taken aback: "This...is for me?"

He Qing realized it later, and laughed after reacting for a while: "What, I just borrowed that from the library."

Lin Weizhen rubbed his hair: "Fortunately, I have read about PTSD."

"This is the present for you," He Qing carefully took out a square box from his bag, "Happy birthday, Weizhen."

Lin Weizhen took it with a smile. The box was not heavy, and there were no fancy decorations, but when he rubbed it with his fingers, there were stitches sewn on.

Lin Weizhen raised his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Why is there a cable?"

He Qing couldn't help laughing, and laughed for a long time before saying, "I sewed it myself."

Lin Weizhen took a while to understand, followed by laughing until he couldn't breathe, and decided to go to Zhihu to answer "What kind of experience is it like to have a doctor boyfriend". Practice your sewing technique here.

"I can't see it," Lin Weizhen said, "he is a master of craftsmanship."

As he spoke, he got closer, and suddenly smelled an unusual smell, like a perfume with cypress base notes.

He Qing actually learned to spray perfume on gifts? !

Shocked one after another, Lin Weizhen couldn't keep up with his brain, and his movements were as slow as a tortoise. He Qingzao couldn't wait, and urged: "Quickly disassemble."

Inside the box is a tie, low-key black, with a texture that can be seen at a glance.He Qing said: "I hope this is the first time Mr. Lin has received a tie, and I am not preempted by others."

"No," Lin Weizhen carefully put away his precious tie, and said seriously, "You come first."

He Qing smiled happily, leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, raised the corners of his mouth, like a self-taught stylist, and imagined Lin Weizhen wearing a tie.

Grow up together and step into the real adult world.

We can grow old together in the future.

Vows are the most romantic and illusory thing in the world, perhaps illusory and romantic are the positive and negative sides of symbiosis.No one said it out, they just waited silently in their hearts.

The order of He Qing's rotation is Cardiology, Obstetrics, Pediatrics, and Emergency.The obstetrics department is the most relaxed and the atmosphere is good. The operating room is mostly to welcome the new life, and the laughter far exceeds the farewell of life and death.The other departments were busy one by one. One day Lin Weizhen called and said that he was sick.

He Qing was frightened when he heard this, and asked "what's the matter".

"Lovesickness," Lin Weizhen said, "Does Dr. He treat it?"

"Zhi," He Qing calmed down, looked at the timetable, "I'll visit you on weekends."

"No," Lin Weizhen deliberately lowered his voice, acting as if he was real, "This disease can't be delayed, I will be terminally ill by the weekend, are you Bian Que?"

He Qing smiled, and before answering, Lin Weizhen said, "Thursday, can you make room for dinner? I'll go find you."

He Qing said "Yes", and Lin Weizhen smiled and said "Good night, go to bed early".

After talking about going to bed early, Lin Weizhen himself didn't go to bed early, so he turned on the computer and wrote another thesis.

Lin Weizhen's dissertation advisor is a lecturer, surnamed Shi, not very experienced, but very responsible.Lin Weizhen, who was taking an elective course in her sophomore year, liked her a lot. She is young, competent and unassuming, and can ask any questions. After class, she often mingles with students.It is not a big problem to meet a reliable teacher's graduation thesis, just prepare well and follow a series of processes such as opening questions and pre-defenses.

"There is a school" is a very happy thing. After so long, in addition to finishing his studies, Lin Weizhen finally has a lot of free time to read and write something.It's just that idle people always think about busy people more than busy people think about idle people. When you read every line in the book and smile knowingly, you think of He Qing.

Love makes one a writer, a philosopher, a poet, a composer.Occasionally, Lin Weizhen would hum a few songs suddenly, then quickly turn on the electronic piano to try it out, and then write it down, and actually saved a lot of manuscripts.

Page after page is full of young and passionate thoughts, purer than winter snow, clearer than summer moonlight.

On Thursday afternoon, Lin Weizhen packed up and went into the city with ease. There was rarely a vacant seat on the subway, so he could sit down and read a book.When there were still four or five stations left, Lin Weizhen's phone suddenly vibrated non-stop. He closed his pocket notebook and opened WeChat. It was Li Xiuyuan who forwarded a Weibo message to him.

"Let's see if this is He Qing's hospital," Li Xiuyuan followed, "Something happened to a doctor!"

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## Chapter 69

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Lin Weizhen's first phone call was not answered, and his heart was already in a mess.The remaining few stops seemed to be longer than billions of light-years. He clutched his phone and clicked on a group chat, basically talking about today's medical injury incident.The person who had the accident was Director Li of the Emergency Department of the Affiliated Hospital of F University. He was in his 40s, experienced and capable.

Internet public opinion is fermenting extremely fast, "emergency doctor was stabbed", "family member of critically ill patient injured doctor with knife"