Hey, are you in love?

"Cut!"

As soon as Zhao Haichao's words fell, Gu Yuheng, who was hanging in mid-air, fell like a kite with a broken string, wrapped in a white gauze costume and falling down according to the gravity of the earth.

The accident happened at about [-] seconds. Before people had time to react, they soon heard the heavy dull sound of falling objects hitting the ground.Gu Yuheng's calf was like a fragile and twisted reed stick, posing on the ground in an unimaginable posture beyond the limits of the human body.

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The door of the emergency room of the hospital was split open by the crowd, and Gu Yuheng, who had a broken leg, was pushed by the moving bed in the middle like stars and the moon, and was surrounded and sent to the emergency room.

He still wore a wig on his head, and his body was still wrapped in the white gauze of the ancient costume. Bloodstains ooze from the trousers that were ripped apart by the gravel, and a pair of bare feet swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.Gu Yuheng was covered in cold sweat. He was still awake, but very weak. He watched the nurse insert various tubes into him with his eyes half down.

In the corridor separated by a wall, there was a lot of voices. The person in charge of the film crew and the agency company kept arguing, discussing whether Gu Yuheng's leg is still healed, and talking about what should be done after the film...

Fu Zhaoyang's white coat was buttoned very casually, only the middle one was dangling and connected to the two skirts, probably because he was on night shift, and his hair was not well taken care of, with a few strands drooping on the shorted and flattened temples. Slightly curly hair scattered.Fu Zhaohui once commented that his hairstyle is seriously inconsistent with his profession. He should resign and change his job to become a bum. This hairstyle is matched with a tall man of nearly 1.9 meters. Usually, the family members of doctors and patients dare not breathe when they see him, for fear that he will be alone. I am not happy to contribute a few more times, so that the patient's bones will be broken more thoroughly.

Fu Zhaoyang passed through the crowd outside the emergency room, and was grabbed by his sleeve by a young man. He cried so hard that he died like a father: "Doctor, how is our brother Gu? Is there any help?"

He didn't hear the word "Google" very clearly, but it was nothing more than the few people who had just been sent to the emergency room. .” Fu Zhaoyang’s voice is thick and deep with a little hoarseness, as if he has been soaked in tobacco and alcohol for many years, and when he hears it, it makes people think of a word called “sexy” inexplicably.

Before the young man had time to react, he gently pulled out of the sleeve, pushed the door open and entered the emergency room.

A wave of human voices outside the door flooded in for a moment, and then was isolated again as the door closed.

Gu Yuheng turned his head with difficulty, and looked up subconsciously, but his eyes were so painful that they were about to lose focus, and a pair of straight and coquettish long legs were vaguely reflected in his pupils, walking over in the spring breeze from a distance ...

The chief surgeon was Lu Youliang, director of the orthopedics department, a nationally-renowned master. During the final suture, he moved his hands aside and said, "Come here, Xiao Fu."

Every time Lu Youliang had surgery, as long as Fu Zhaoyang was around, he would suture it.Occasionally, when encountering a less difficult job, he would go directly to it and guide him from the side.Coincidentally, Director Lu happened to have a wealthy family, and his age was similar to that of Fu Zhaoyang. People who worked with them all said that Director Lu trained Dr. Fu as his son-in-law.

The mask covered most of Fu Zhaoyang's face, only revealing a pair of big black and white eyes. He changed his position and walked over to take over.His hands are steady and slender, and his eyes are focused on the lesion, with no distracting thoughts.

A few hours ago, when Fu Zhaoyang saw the person on the hospital bed, he was stunned for a moment. Ten years, no more and no less. At this time, the 28-year-old Gu Yuheng was lying on the hospital bed quietly frowning, and he was still the same as he remembered when he was a boy...

The operation time was not long, and Gu Yuheng's injury was not as scary as it looked.Fu Zhaoyang changed into the surgical gown and came out. Seeing the young man who asked him the question before, sitting on the bench with his hands bent over, pulling his hair with a painful expression on his face, he just remembered that the word 'Google' probably means 'Gu Ge', Gu Yuheng's Gu.

Standing next to the bench was a middle-aged man, about 40 or [-] years old, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, pacing back and forth, and making a phone call in a low voice: "I'm very busy here! Where do you like to go, what do you like to pick up? What kind of drama will you play!... As long as you fucking want to take it off, I don’t care if you take on AV!"

Fu Zhaoyang stood far away and shouted: "Which one is Gu Yuheng's relative?"

"Me, me, me!" The young man on the bench jumped up and wanted to run to Fu Zhaoyang, but the middle-aged man behind him hung up the phone and grabbed his collar, and cursed like a chicken: "What are you?!"

The young man pursed his mouth weakly and fell silent, looking at Fu Zhaoyang.

"Who signed it just now?" Fu Zhaoyang asked.

"Me." The middle-aged man came over: "I am Gu Yuheng's manager."

"Wang Ruoqin?" Fu Zhaoyang looked at the name on the operation sheet and read it again.

"Yes." Wang Ruoqin suppressed his anger at Dr. Fu in a white coat, but judging by his appearance and appearance, he felt like a spy who had infiltrated the team of white-clothed angels, so he asked with some distrust: "How was the operation? "

"Everything that needs to be connected has been connected. It depends on the recovery. Take care of it in the next few months." He finished telling the precautions before turning and walking to the office. He couldn't help yawning on the way.I was on night shift last night, and I was arrested and taken to the emergency room in the morning. It was already 02:30 in the afternoon, and I was numb from exhaustion.

The sun in early spring was blocked by the thick smog, which only cast a misty light like a filter to the mortals in the lower realm.

Fu Zhaoyang took off his white coat and went to the cafeteria to eat. He met Lu Youliang who had undergone surgery and came in with him, and called him from a distance: "Xiao Fu, this way."

Fu Zhaoyang walked over with a packed rice bowl in his hand, saw Guan Ning, the head of the Department of Cardiac Surgery sitting opposite Lu Youliang, and said hello: "Doctor Guan is also here."

"Yeah." Guan Ning nodded, as if he was very shy. He was gentle and delicate, and he was shy. Many doctors and nurses jokingly called him the courtyard beauty. "I also just had the surgery. Director Lu said that you have accepted a star?"

"Ah, lying on the hospital bed doesn't look like a star anymore, he's just a mortal." He didn't know whether he was speaking to others or to himself. After he finished speaking, he looked at Lu Youliang again, and picked himself up. The donburi box in his hand said, "Master, I'm going back first."

Knowing that he was on the night shift last night, Lu Youliang nodded, "Go back and catch up on sleep."

On the way back to the dormitory, Fu Zhaoyang was hesitating whether to call Fu Zhaohui while walking. The mobile phone was in his hand, and suddenly it vibrated, and the words 'Queen Dowager' flashed on the screen.He looked at it and sighed lightly, picked it up as if he sacrificed his life, and called out: "Mom."

"Did you eat?" asked the other side.

"Not yet, I packed a lunch box and am heading back to the dormitory."

"Didn't you work the night shift last night? Didn't you rest during the day?" Mu Qing knew Fu Zhaoyang's whereabouts like the palm of his hand, and rarely made mistakes.

"A man with a broken leg came to the emergency room in the morning. He was short of people, so he called me over and had another surgery with my master." Fu Zhaoyang said, "I just had time. I'll catch up on sleep after eating." The implication is that if there is no serious matter, he will not greet the queen mother. Recently, Mu Qing arranged blind dates for him every three days, forcing him to dare not go home easily.

After all, blood is thicker than water. After hearing what he said, Mu Qing agreed: "Oh, then you go back and sleep for a while." Then he added: "I have arranged an appointment for you tonight, next to People's Square at eight o'clock It's half a month, so it's time to tidy up."

"No." He frowned and said angrily. Ms. Mu was quite a reasonable person when she was young. Since she was over fifty, she didn't know if it was menopause or something. Unable to extricate themselves from the activity. "In the future, you should think about my brother more about such good things. I'm only 25, and he's 28. He hasn't even had a relationship. How pitiful."

"Nonsense, you pretend I don't know? When your brother skipped cram school to go out with a little girl when he was freshman in high school, is it because you made him look sloppy?" Mu Qing said, "I don't worry about him, but I prefer you. Don't have fun, there's so much nonsense."

Fu Zhaoyang hung up the phone, frowned, let out a breath from his nose, and cursed softly: "Fuck."

He doesn't want to come out to his parents for the time being, but coming out doesn't mean that he wants to marry and have children to ruin the youth of other girls. Anyway, there is Gu Zhaohui in the family, and their family has no throne to inherit. In a family with a strong learning atmosphere like theirs, it is a fate to be a grandson.

Fu Zhaoyang thought, probably it's time to come out.

Old Comrade Fu taught in a university and spent many years hanging out with young people. He was relatively open-minded and had spent his whole life dealing with books.Ms. Mu has a bad temper. She sits in the office with a group of old women in the system every day. Apart from being a mediator, she is more promising than her husband and son. Outline text.

God knows how Fu Zhaoyang came here during elementary school and junior high school. On the contrary, Fu Zhaohui had a much better life. He was born with a deceptive little boy face, and his mouth was as sweet as two catties of white sugar.Another reason is that his brother is good at studying and occupies the first place in the school all the year round. In contrast, Fu Zhaoyang will be beaten as soon as he gets out of the top ten in the class.

The sky is darker than it was 10 minutes ago.

Fu Zhaoyang went back to the dormitory with the boxed lunch, stuffed half of it indiscriminately, and fell on the bed after taking a shower.The extremely exhausted body went to sleep ahead of time, but his mind was extremely awake. Gu Yuheng's face kept flashing in his mind, from the time he was a teenager to the present, including the pictures of every TV series and commercials he has acted in...