Classmate, your pants are fading?

I don't know how Dr. Zhao "brainwashed" Qi Jiacheng, but after the two chatted, Qi Jiacheng's attitude changed drastically, and he voluntarily went with them for the test.

Qi Heng heaved a sigh of relief, and cast a grateful look at Dr. Zhao, and received two pats on the shoulder.

"Let's go! Go early and finish early!" Qi Jiacheng stood up and scratched his neck, glanced at the doctor and Qi Heng, and left on his own, not wanting to get too close to Qi Heng.

Qi Heng smiled suddenly, which startled Dr. Zhao.

"Are you... all right?"

Qi Heng withdrew his smile and looked at the direction Qi Jiacheng left: "It's okay. It's just that it's a good thing to feel disgusted so obviously. I don't give you any illusions, and there is no room for misunderstanding. I think it's better to be vague Give me a little hope, which is actually quite good.”

Dr. Zhao is not a psychology major, and he can't say whether Qi Heng's mentality is too good or too bad. He silently wrote it down and planned to talk about it with his classmates in the psychology department.

The three came to the laboratory together.Qi Jiacheng very cheekily threw his receipt to Qi Heng and asked him to pay.

He kept saying: "You asked me to come, if you don't pay the money, I won't do the inspection."

Qi Heng handed over the money for him without saying a word.

The nurses in the laboratory department were very skilled at drawing blood. Although there were quite a few people in line, it was their turn before long.

After Qi Jiacheng took the blood, he went back by himself according to the needle hole, and didn't even take the receipt handed to him by the nurse.The little nurse called him several times but did not come back.Doctor Zhao had no choice but to go over and tell her that he was the doctor of that person just now, and he would get the results for him later.

The little nurse is also new here not long ago, and not everyone knows her.But seeing the badge of the chief physician on Dr. Zhao's chest, he still trusted the things to him.

Qi Heng happened to be smoking too, and sat in front of the small window, rolled up his sleeves and handed it over.

The little nurse skillfully tied the rubber tube to Qi Heng's arm, and took out the needle and tube.Qi Heng is relatively thin, and the venous arteries in all arms are relatively obvious. The little nurse inserted it in with precision, and immediately, bright red blood was drawn into the vacuum needle tube.

The little nurse looked at the blood volume, and suddenly heard the boy on the opposite side ask: "Is this a vacuum? It's very convenient. I remember when I was a child, I used a needle to draw it~"

The little nurse looked up and saw Qi Heng observing the needle on his arm with great interest.

Generally speaking, when most people come to draw blood, they will turn their heads away, and they dare not turn back until the nurse has said it.She rarely sees patients like Qi Heng staring at him.

The little nurse replied: "Yeah. This kind has been used for a long time. You haven't drawn blood for a long time, right?" The little nurse said, not forgetting to change the needle tube in her hand.

"Well... indeed. I haven't been in a serious hospital for about 20 years."

"Ah? Really? Then you are in good health."

Qi Heng smiled wryly and did not answer.

Where is his health?Obviously poor.Or it could be said that I was out of psychological shadow when I was poor.

When he was sick when he was young, no matter if he had a fever of 39 or 40, Qi Jiacheng never let him go to the hospital, saying it was a place to cheat money.In addition to sleeping and drinking water at home, even the medicine is bought from a salesperson who is not qualified to practice medicine at a pharmacy in the village.My mother can't read very well, and people say that she can only buy what she is asked to buy.There have also been times when I bought the medicine and found that it was not suitable for the symptoms at all.Of course, Qi Jiacheng's beatings and scolding will always be unavoidable when such a thing happens.

So Qi Heng doesn't like being sick very much.Not only because of the discomfort after being ill, but also the hurdles in his heart that he couldn't get over.

Several tubes of blood were drawn quickly, and the nurse gave him the relevant documents and asked him to go to the next door to get the results later.Qi Heng thanked him politely, got up and walked to Dr. Zhao.

Qi Heng looked at his laboratory report, raised his head and asked, "Doctor?"

"Ok?"

"If you were me...would you save Qi Hong?"

Dr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, then replied, "I...maybe."

Qi Heng smiled, folded the test sheet neatly and put it in his pocket: "Dr. Zhao is really a good person."

For some reason, Dr. Zhao could feel that Qi Heng's compliment was sincere, but he himself was awakened by this sentence, feeling that he might have spoken too soon.After only a few seconds, he hesitated again.Putting myself in Qi Heng's perspective, is it worth paying an organ to save a family that hasn't raised me much?

Qi Heng was a little stunned when he saw the doctor. He thought he had talked too much, so he quickly changed the subject: "Does the doctor have anything else to do? The nurse said that the results will be available at least in this hour, and some results will be available tomorrow. You go first See other patients. Come back later."

"Where are you going?" the doctor said sweetly, "If you don't want to go to the ward, you can wait in my office for a while."

"No. I have a friend waiting for me on the first floor, I'll go find him."

"Oh." The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, "That's fine. From my experience, you can come back in 40 minutes."

"Thank you."

Qi Heng smiled and nodded to him, then walked towards the stairs.

On the first floor, Qi Heng thought that Cheng Chuji would find a chair to sit down and wait for him.Unexpectedly, he was at the place where the two separated, squatting against the wall, looking down at the phone.

Qi Heng trotted a few steps over: "Why are you squatting here? Find a chair to sit on!"

Cheng Chuji supported the wall and stood up, suddenly felt that his legs were so numb that he couldn't feel it, and while beating, he took Qi Heng's hand: "You're back. How are you?"

"Blood was drawn just now, and I will get the test results in 40 minutes."

"Oh..." Cheng Chuji was a little disappointed. He thought he could take Qi Heng back, but he didn't expect to be happy for nothing.

Qi Heng beat his other leg: "I asked you just now, why didn't you find a chair to sit on?"

"I sat down just now. But there are always patients coming over on crutches and wanting to sit. I'm sorry to refuse. Three times in 10 minutes. I just want to wait for you here."

Qi Heng's heart warmed: "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

"It's okay. What about you? You said you would have a blood test in the morning and you didn't eat anything."

Qi Heng shook his head.

He is really not hungry.He won't be in the mood to eat anything until the results are out.

"That's right!" Qi Heng took out the orange in his pocket, "Do you eat oranges?"

Cheng Chuji took it over with a smile: "You bastard, where did you get the big orange? I want it!"

Qi Heng pointed to a small piece of skin that had been picked off from the orange: "This is a hospital. And it has been picked. Are you sure you want to eat it? Don't you think it's disgusting?"

"How is it possible?" After speaking, he hugged Qi Heng and kissed him on the face, "I want everything you give~ I think this orange is pretty good, a promising orange!"

Cheng Chuji intentionally made himself sound different, in order to make Qi Heng, who was depressed, happier.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Heng suddenly put his arms around his neck and hugged him.

Cheng Chuji didn't expect such an effect, and was a little at a loss for a while.

Qi Heng sniffed the familiar smell on Cheng Chuji's neck and suddenly his nose became sore.He swallowed to hold back his tears.

"What's wrong? Does the blood draw hurt?" Cheng Chuji patted his head lightly, "And you didn't press the needle well! Be careful that you'll get blood in a while~"

"minister……"

"Ok?"

"Thank you for liking this orange."

Cheng Chuji was at a loss.

He didn't know that Qi Heng subconsciously regarded this orange as himself.He was terrified at that moment.He was afraid that Cheng Chuji didn't like us, that he would dislike that we were thrown out, and that he would think that we were dirty in this kind of place.But he didn't have any, just accepted it.

In an instant, Qi Heng felt a lot of relief in his chest, feeling that he was accepted.

"Uh, oranges are very good. This season is just right. Are you sure you don't want to share some with me?" Cheng Chuji still didn't understand why Qi Heng hugged him suddenly, but he didn't hate such a sudden overture at all.

Qi Heng shook his head, Cheng Chuji's hair was a little itchy.

"No. The orange is yours. Hope will always be..."

"Huh? Oh... well..."

Cheng Chuji looked at the orange in his hand, and thought: Forever?I can only eat oranges for the rest of my life?Watermelon is cool in summer~