Please follow the doctor's advice

The two walked along the embankment of Laoyang Bridge. On one side of this road were various specialty restaurants, on the other side were feasting bars, table games, and billiards street. There are colorful lights on both sides of the strait.At first glance, it used to look like an endless playground, and it was also the first choice for young people to meet or date.

"Is the movie good?" Xu Yiren asked Zhou Lei, who was rubbing her face with a smile.

Since the movie theater just now, he has been laughing non-stop, and it is also in sync with the laughter and booing of other audience members, but he himself has not reacted every time.

"It's beautiful!" Zhou Lei commented with relish, "There's an embarrassing smile, brother, don't you think watching this cools you down?"

"Oh." Xu Yiren thought to himself, so "embarrassment" is also a kind of joke?

This is a remake of the movie. He has seen the old version briefly many years ago, and now he can’t remember it except for a few classic scenes. Watching this new movie now, he always feels that there are traces of deliberate imitation everywhere. When the actors walk to the position of what lines to say, what lines to say, what actions to do when they should do actions, they can't taste much, let alone laugh.

"Brother, what kind of movies do you like to watch?"

Is Zhou Lei just asking casually, or is she preparing for the next invitation?

Speaking of watching movies, he liked to watch suspenseful medical-related themes for a while, and then he once saw actors crossing positions beside the operating table, pulling the sterile sheet back and forth, and he deserved to be shut down on the spot. I downloaded the webpage, and I simply borrowed some videotapes from the professor to watch when I took a break later.

So what kind of movie does he like to watch?Anatomical example?

Xu Yiren could only say, "I'm too busy, I don't watch movies much."

Zhou Lei suddenly looked at him curiously, and asked, "Is your hand...is there any discomfort?"

"Huh?" Xu Yiren subconsciously raised his hand to look.

"Since eating just now, you seem to have been looking at your hands. Is there something uncomfortable?"

"Have it?"

When eating, I put my hands on the table, and I may have indeed looked at it a few more times.I was a little bored in the movie theater, and I was too embarrassed to watch the phone to affect Zhou Lei, so I probably did finger exercises unconsciously, looking for the feeling of the hemostat being rolled on the ring finger out of thin air...

Speaking of which, checking Li Chaoyue through double-layer rubber gloves will not leave any smell. What else can he see?

Xu Yiren clenched his fist and rubbed it, then put his hand down, "It's not uncomfortable, maybe I'm used to it."

Zhou Lei chuckled, "Brother Xu, you are so dedicated, just like a teacher."

Xu Yiren nodded slightly, expressing her approval of her mother's professionalism.

Zhou Lei asked again: "Brother Xu, do you usually have any hobbies? What do you like to do?"

Hobby?

When a person has a goal, he just wants to go towards the destination, so what hobbies do he have?In other words, it was his hobby along the way.

Xu Yiren replied seriously: "I'm afraid I'll scare you if I say it."

Zhou Lei blinked: "...Brother, you can tell me, I am quite courageous, and I may not be scared."

Xu Yiren took a look at Zhou Lei biting her lips while saying that she was not afraid, and found a more euphemistic way: "Practice basic skills when you have time."

"Huh...what else should I think, this is understandable!" Zhou Lei breathed a sigh of relief, "I heard from the teacher that you are already the chief surgeon?"

Every time he goes home, if his parents don't ask, he won't take the initiative to bring up work matters.Xu Yiren didn't expect his mother to know his recent situation, so he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and replied: "No, all I have done are minor operations."

A long time ago, from the time he was sensible, he knew that he would be a doctor when he grew up.

Although at that time he hadn't thought about what kind of doctor he would be in the future, but because his parents and relatives in the family were all engaged in related jobs, he always aimed at this.

When he graduated from high school, his grades were not bad, and he was admitted to the well-known Shencheng Medical University. There was no sadness or joy, and everything seemed to be taken for granted.

When he reported for duty, he thought that what he can do is to study hard here, try his best to improve his professional level, and deal with disinfectant for a lifetime like this.

The class meeting was held on the first day of enrollment. I don’t know if it’s because the counselor Qiao Ge’s speech was too sensational, or the teenage boys were too enthusiastic. When everyone came to the stage to introduce themselves, a boy who was sitting in the corner stood up suddenly. I got up, strode to the podium, and said loudly: "My name is Li Chaoyue, from Fushun, and I will fight for the cause of medicine for the rest of my life!"

Suddenly being shocked, Xu Yiren suddenly noticed that besides "lifetime", there was also the word "struggle" in what this hot-blooded boy said just now.

Are you struggling?If you don't seem to go all out, I'm a little sorry for these two words.

During the period when he was just learning to sew, Xu Yiren practiced with various methods recommended by his teacher and seniors when he returned home on weekends.

"Are you an old lady sewing clothes? You have no energy at all." Xu Yiren's father entered the house at some point and stood quietly behind Xu Yiren.

As soon as Xu Yiren heard this, he simply put down the thread, and prepared to cover the "sewing site" with gauze.

Xu Changping looked at a piece of pigskin on the table that he practiced with distaste, and commented unceremoniously, "There is no strength in the hand, and the knot is not beautiful."

Xu Yiren didn't speak, and his father would think Yelang was arrogant if he said anything at this time.

"Give me the needle forceps and tweezers." Xu Changping pointed, "Stand closer and watch. If you don't move forward, do you expect others to invite you to the operating table when you go to the hospital?"

"...See, you need strength in your hand, but you can't 'pull' it, you need to be steady. Except for the small area where your instrument is operating, there should be no movement at all..."

"Before stitching, you have to plan where the needle will come out along the arc, so that the stitches can be as neat as the printed ones..."

"Look at you kid, I'm about to get the needle now, but you're still standing there in a daze, are you here for inspection and guidance? You have to act fast, react quickly, and be smart."

Xu Yiren hastily stretched out his hand to tie the knot, thinking, how do I know you only need three stitches?

Just as he was about to cut the thread, Xu Changping said, "I'll see if I can tie a square knot again."

Xu Yiren carefully tied a square knot, for fear of being demoted to nothing.

"It's too slow." Xu Changping couldn't find any faults in the knot, and asked again, "Can you play with one hand?"

Xu Yiren didn't move his hands, but instead turned his head and glanced at him, which implied the meaning: you can type it for me.

My own son, of course, understood it with just one look.Xu Changping said: "You really regard yourself as the chief surgeon, can't you do without an assistant?"

Xu Yiren seemed to vaguely hear his father's soft "hum", and then he saw that he was still holding the instrument in both hands, and the ring finger and little finger were like four nimble little hands. The knot is no different from the one he just tied with both hands according to the textbook standard.

Xu Yiren couldn't help but glance at Xu Changping's hands - this is simply unscientific, whether it is nerve control or muscle control, the ring finger and little finger cannot complete independent and precise work when the other three fingers are bent and barely moving.

However, it is "can't", but it is not "impossible".

"The thread has been cut." Xu Changping was very satisfied with his reaction, and turned over the part he just sewed up again: "Since you practice, practice hard, and practice the combination together, or don't waste pork here. Within the range that you can see with the naked eye, you can accurately align all the tissues that can be anastomosed, not just stitches that look good, the ultimate goal is the quality of life of the patient after surgery.”

The profession of doctor is not as glamorous and easy as imagined. Coupled with the tense relationship between doctors and patients and the contradiction between supply and demand of clinical specialties, during the residency training, the enthusiasm and expectations of medical students who have stepped out of the ivory tower are gradually diminished by reality. , and even prepare to switch to other industries.

At certain stalls that were so dirty and tiring that they could drive people crazy, Xu Yiren suddenly remembered what the boy who was determined to "fight for life" said before he transferred to the department.

While packing up his things, he said, "If we students who study medicine don't want to study how to cure diseases, what about the sick people? Hey, brother Xu, I just change my studies to a place that suits me, and it's not like I won't see you later. .”

At that time, Xu Yiren was extremely dissatisfied with his sudden change of department without any prior notice, and replied angrily: "Pull the cigarette!"

"Brother Xu, what a coincidence!" A man was walking down the bridge when he saw Xu Yiren and the two warmly greeted him first, then he was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted, holding the red star on his fingertips. The cigarette butt popped out.

Xu Yiren followed that arc and looked towards the river: "..."

Zhou Lei looked at Li Chaoyue, then at Xu Yiren: "Brother, is he calling you?"

"Hey, who is this!" Li Chaoyue jumped down from a few steps, jumped in front of the two of them, and said narrowly, "Brother Xu, let me introduce you."

"..." Xu Yiren looked away from He Mian, "This is my mother's student, Zhou Lei."

"Oh, it's Junior Sister." Li Chaoyue stretched out his hand, "Hi, my name is Li Chaoyue, Brother Xu's old classmate."

When she heard that it was Xu Yiren's classmate, Zhou Lei extended her hand and shook him generously and politely, "Hello."

Li Chaoyue looked her up and down a few times: "Oh, it's the first time I saw Brother Xu and the girl out for dinner, it's so fresh-how old are you?"

"I'm 21, brother." Zhou Lei laughed happily when she heard the news.

"Oh, 21, that's great." Li Chaoyue pointed at Xu Yiren, and put on a bait, "Hey, do you know how old he is? He's 28 or 29, isn't he an old man?"

Zhou Lei bit the hook as soon as she opened her mouth: "Not old, just right."

"Ah? What's right?" Li Chaoyue was full of curiosity.

"No...I mean," if it weren't for the dazzling lights around, Zhou Lei's face could be seen blushing, "I mean, Brother Xu is not too old, and he looks younger than his actual age .”

"You," Xu Yiren raised his chin to signal Li Chaoyue, "If I forget tomorrow, you should call me and get your test results."

After finishing speaking, Xu Yiren glanced at the river, as if he also took a look at Li Chaoyue's "Xia San Lu" by the way, the implication was self-evident.

Li Chaoyue raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his brow: "This is my first one today. I just lit it—didn't you see how much wind resistance it had when it flew out? It was almost blown back by the wind."

Xu Yiren took another look at the bar street behind the bridge.

Li Chaoyue hurriedly said: "My colleagues and I came to play billiards. We didn't drink, and we didn't take a sip. So what, you play, I'll go back to rest first, and I have to go to bed early... Brother Xu, see you tomorrow!"