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In the past, Xiang Chi thought that hospitals and doctors were a place to treat patients and a complicated and difficult profession. The combination of the two was the direction he had longed for since he was a child.In the past, he followed the teacher to see doctors in the department. This month's emergency department made him realize that the hospital he knew was just the tip of the iceberg, which was ridiculously one-sided.

The firefighters seem to be a switch. From that day on, the emergency room seemed to stand on the verge of life and death in an instant. The elderly who had a heart attack, the seven-year-old child who accidentally ingested poison and became unconscious, and the high school who committed suicide by drinking pesticide and regretted frantically shouting for help Boys, couples who quarrel and cut each other and continue to scold each other across the bed, all kinds of shocks are placed in front of Xiang Chi every day.

His teacher said that the tranquility of the past few days was a miracle, and these were the norm, and what they saw was peaceful.

What could be more shocking than this?

Probably the mother was seriously ill and sent to the hospital, and the children obviously had the ability but didn’t want to pay for the medical expenses. They were quarreling and arguing in the hospital every day about how to divide the inheritance, and the old man wanted to jump out of the window when there was no one around.

When Xiang Chi went to pick up things that day, he watched a group of nurses dragging the old lady, cursing and persuading, and suddenly understood why the windows of their hospital could never be fully opened.

There are many people who want to die, and even more people who want to live. The hospital gathers these people together and silently watches all kinds of stories in the miracle of life almost all the time.

Xiang Chi washed his face, took out a piece of paper and wiped it, his thoughts seemed to be much clearer.

No matter how difficult it is, this is the dream he loves, and everything here is something he must accept.

"Damn it, my ears are still ringing now." The boy in the same period walked into the bathroom and scooped up a handful of water to refresh himself.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the patients outside were still scolding the medical staff for their bad attitude with loud voices, clamoring to report.

Xiang Chi threw away the waste paper and leaned aside, and asked, "How is that little girl?"

Not long ago, a four-year-old girl was sent here with a broken head and blood. Her mother was crying and breathing disorderly, but she still said to the doctor on duty when she was in extreme panic: "Thank you, I'm sorry for the trouble, thank you."

The elder brother who was separated by the two beds was cursing loudly at the doctors who prescribe him the medicine with black hearts and poor service quality.

"It's nothing serious, the movie is out, so it's not a big problem." The boy shook his head, feeling that a thread as thin as silk was breaking around his neck, and his head would be strangled if he shouted a few more words about something outside. .

"That's good."

The boy turned his head when he heard the words, leaned against Xiang Chi and said enviously: "Brother, you are really strong, it's fine if you have a good brain, why is your mentality so good? Can you teach me? I'll learn from it."

Xiang Chi smiled lightly: "It's over when it's over, don't think about it."

The boy looked painful: "I can't do it, my brain doesn't listen to my command. To be honest, I can still dream about the high school student the day before yesterday. At noon, the teacher chatted with them and said that the boy is gone and his organs are failing." He had to take a deep puff of the cigarette, and he continued melancholy: "When they were talking, I didn't hear any emotion. I just let it go, and then I talked about other things."

"Get used to it, this is what you see every day."

"When will I get used to it? My blood pressure must be high when I take a blood pressure test now."

Xiang Chi looked out of the dark window, recalled the experience of talking with the teacher yesterday, and said to the boy: "The teacher taught me a detoxification therapy, fighting poison with poison."

The boy raised his interest: "How?"

"The old lady who came on Sunday made a fuss about committing suicide yesterday morning, do you know?"

"Ah? Why?"

"She has no money to be hospitalized, and no one cares about her two sons and one daughter..."

In the early hours of the morning, two rookies stood in the bathroom of the hospital lounge. They poisoned each other in this narrow space, narrated the strange things they had seen in the past few days, and hurt each other.

People's ability to adapt is always underestimated. After a few days, the topic of this group of interns has successfully surpassed the patients and pointed the finger at their peers.

"Hey, Lao Zheng is getting married, do you know that?"

"Isn't he in his forties before he got married?"

"I thought his children would not be allowed to go to elementary school, and he got married in the end?!"

Xiang Chi walked into the lounge with a boxed lunch, and was filled with gossip as soon as he stepped in with half a foot.

"Xiang Chi, Lao Zheng is getting married."

Xiang Chi: "...he was single before?"

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With the start of school approaching, this high-intensity month has finally passed. Apart from the dark circles under the eyes caused by irregular work and rest, Xiang Chi's harvest seems to have matured a lot. Jiao Xian likes to stare into his eyes recently. , Look at the heavy feeling that is gradually settling down there.

"What are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that?" Xiang Chi put down the plate and was puzzled by the little fox in the seat. After sitting down, he hugged him and kissed him.

This month's life can be described as ascetic. The two of them work and rest in two hemispheres. They rarely overlap. After school, they managed to get on the same track. Jiao Xian's eyes are clearly provocative. He blocked the animal essence for 30 days.

"Look at you handsome." Jiao Xian stroked his chin, enjoying the prickly touch.

Xiang Chi chuckled, and handed him the car keys: "I'm going to a meeting in the afternoon, and I might have to change departments for an internship. You can go home directly after class."

After graduating from high school, Xiang Chi was honored to pick up an old car that his mother didn't want, but although the car was old, the brand was a bit ostentatious, which was a bit exaggerated for a college student, so he never drove to school in the past four years, and now he rents out a house, and conditions require , he drove out again, which was convenient for him to catch up with the classroom.

As a result, the long-hidden rich second-generation persona was completely exposed. The roommates in dormitory 325 collectively criticized him for his secretive and unreported behavior in the group, and went back to bed by car from time to time.

Jiao Xian put away the keys and asked, "Where are your roommates?"

"They also have meetings, don't worry about them."

"Then when will you finish? I'll pick you up from the hospital."

"Okay, I will tell you the time after the meeting."

During the internship period, Jiao Xian felt sorry for his work needs when he was on call and said he had to wake up. He refused to drive to and from work and took the subway to commute. After all, there is a subway station next to their community, and the company is relatively close. The rotation internship officially started, and Jiao Xian became her husband's exclusive driver, and occasionally sent her roommates along for the ride.

"By the way, I have arrived at two couriers, and the pickup code will be sent to you."

"Ah."

When Jiao Xian took out these two items from the express cabinet, he simply thought that they were necessities of life. Recently, there was an event, and many products were crazily discounted, so he bought many snacks and daily necessities himself.

Jiao Xian was sitting on the stool at the door, unpacking all kinds of express packages, including laundry detergent, potato chips, sugar, clothes hanger, toilet paper, and a pair of furry ears.

Jiao Xian: "..."

He stared blankly at the thing in his hand, turned it over and observed it carefully, a pair of red fox ears with real texture.

He picked up the empty courier box, recipient: the little fox's husband.

Jiao Xian: "..."

He dug out a pair of white fox ears from the decorative shredded paper in the pink packaging box, and there were cute little white fluff growing in the cochlea.

Very good, the variety is quite comprehensive.

He looked at the last remaining box, and the recipient was still this "little fox's husband", and there was a high probability that he was not serious.

Jiao Xian scratched open the package, and took out a black gold silk gift box with a cool painting style, which was quite different from the pink and girly style next door. When he opened it, he found that the contents were the same.

A pair of cute black fluffy rabbit ears with pink ears and small black fluff growing on the side of the cochlea. He picked it up and saw that there was a ball of black tail underneath.

Very good, and there are many species.

Finally, there are two black handcuffs that reflect the light lying under the tail. The padded handcuffs without a sense of justice are very serious.

Well, the patterns and forms are also eclectic.

Some people don't seem to be close to strangers, but the shopping cart is full of these unspeakable things.

Jiao Xian also said that he would earn less, and today these two packages are telling him: Your husband has made up lessons.

The little fox raised the corners of his lips and calmly put the things into the bedroom.

After getting off work in the evening, Xiang Chi got into Baby's special car. He was so busy that he didn't even remember what he bought. Today is Friday, and he finally looks forward to two days off. He just wants to sleep well until he wakes up naturally.

Jiao Xian didn't say much all the way, but the subtle smile on his lips never faded away, Xiang Chi didn't pay attention until he entered the house, he said dearly: "Your courier is in the bedroom, I didn't pay attention to open it." gone."

Xiang Chi was inexplicable: "Oh, just take it apart, what's the matter?"

"Nothing, do you want to see it?"

Xiang Chi was puzzled, looked at the little fox, put on his slippers and walked into the house: "What did I buy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw two unusually shaped boxes on the bedside table, and suddenly came to his senses: "Damn."

He walked a few steps closer and muttered, "We'll be there so soon."

When I opened it, the picture is almost the same as the real thing, very good.

He turned back to look at the little fox leaning against the door, pursed his lips and tried to restrain his sunny smile, but when he opened his mouth, he broke his skills and asked with a smile, "Are you interested in trying?"

Jiao Xian walked over with his arms in his arms, picked up the hanging black rabbit ears, put them on casually, and said with a smile: "So you like this style?"

This made it difficult to hold on, and Xiang Chi lost all sleepiness for a moment, pinched the baby's chin and kissed it, without carefully thinking about the other meanings in this sentence.

It wasn't until one day that he also picked up the courier for the little fox, and quickly opened the package, only to realize when he saw the leather strap and metal chain inside.

It turns out that his baby likes this style.

In addition to having different visions, these things can be a proof of their tacit understanding - the inspiration they received successively in the locker room of the secret room was indeed on the same path.

And Jiao Xian realized through the handcuffs in this communication that what really attracted Xiang Chi to the 2000-odd sofa was the metal frame with a unique design beside it, not just the simple unfolding function.

It's because he's narrowed his mind.

The author has something to say: A little inspiration from the dressing room of the secret room, here it comes

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breaking Dawn

Copywriter:

What have you done to lose your face?

Li Che: Thank you for the invitation. In order to chase a 19-year-old boy, I hid the house and cheated into sharing the rent.

It is difficult for a person who fits the ideal line perfectly to have a second one.Compared with lifelong happiness, what is this shamelessness?

Hard work pays off, Li Che and Tang Ren successfully broke the relationship between roommates.

But gradually, Li Che realized that the other party was deliberately avoiding more in-depth contact.

Could it be Plato?When you fall in love, you only talk about the spirit, not the body?

The little boyfriend denied with red ears: "I'm not Plato, I just... don't want to dirty you."

Li Che originally thought it was just the wild innocence of a young man, until that day when Tang Ren touched his ribs with lit smoke, he suddenly realized——

The filth in Tang Ren's mouth may be different from what he understands.

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How many bad things can you experience in a short ten years?

parents?School?teacher?

In the gloomy life, Tang Ren struggled with his last strength.

He never thought that there would be a person as dazzling as Li Che who would run to him and treat him kindly.

Faced with the gentle care again and again, Tang Ren chose to fall into it without hesitation.

He thought it was a doomed moth to the flame.

Li Che who ordered the whole family to quit smoking: "What the hell do you think? Come here and give me a kiss."

Hardworking, Smart, Possessive, and Strong (Tang Ren)

For the sake of love, lie flat, habitual faults and indulgence (Li Che)