Figure skating is more suitable for me to participate in the Olympics

"Be careful, Lao Qin has a bad temper these two days."

When Qin Xuejun was leaning against the wall and sleeping in a daze, he heard the voice of his roommate Lao Xu, and then there was a creak, and the room was opened. Qin Xuejun picked up a copy of the eighth edition of "Internal Medicine" and threw it at the door.

"go out!"

Zhang Jue dodged sensitively, and nodded to Xu Zhengsong: "He has a bad temper."

Xu Zhengsong was dumbfounded, and then began to push Zhang Jue outside: "Baby, you should avoid it first, Lao Qin is going crazy, he didn't throw things around before."

Their conversation made Qin Xuejun sober up a little. He looked up at Zhang Jue and Xu Zhengsong. Finally, Zhang Jue was forced out of the room against the tall and burly Xu Zhengsong.

After a while, Xu Zhengsong let out a hey.

"Why do you bite? It's over, I won't be infected by flesh-eating bacteria, right?"

Zhang Jue also has common sense. He retorted: "I'm not seafood. How can I get meat-eating bacteria if I bite you?"

The two quarreled for a while, and Zhang Jue looked back at the closed door, thinking of the scene he saw just now, full of worry and bewilderment.

"Brother Qin, what's the matter?"

Xu Zhengsong sat cross-legged on the sofa: "What else can I do? As far as the common problems of medical students are concerned, they have to pass this level. Just let him slow down on his own."

Seeing Zhang Jue's blank face, Xu Zhengsong sighed: "He's really fine, this is very common in our industry, he can get by, don't worry."

Zhang Jue blinked and sat next to Lao Xu: "Then what if he can't get through?"

"If you can't make it through, just change careers."

Xu Zhengsong threw a bottle of mineral water to Zhang Jue: "Hey, don't say that you came to visit, but I didn't even invite a barbecue. After all, you are an athlete. I will bring you a bar of chocolate later, and then my brother will send you back."

Holding the mineral water bottle, Zhang Jue kept looking at the door.

Xu Zhengsong babbled: "It is said that persuading people to study medicine is like a thunderbolt. If this doctor is finally recommended to the pediatrics department, the recommender will be like a thunderbolt. This time Lao Qin met a baby in the fifth grade of primary school with advanced cancer. People are quite caring, after returning home, they kept reading medical books, trying to save people's lives, but unfortunately it was all in vain."

"The two old directors of the liver, gallbladder and tumor teamed up to operate on the child. The stomach was full of tumors when the abdomen was opened. In the end, the abdominal cavity could only be closed, saying that it could not be saved. Lao Qin was working on the station at the time. He was stimulated and asked for leave when he came back. "

"The birth, old age, sickness and death of adults is actually a bit of fate, but the child is just the sun that has not come out of the mountains. I heard that he is studying very well. Before he has time to shine, he will disappear. I will not go to pediatrics after graduation. I will still be ENT. , ophthalmology and other safety points."

Speaking of this, the big man with a square face also had red eye circles.

The doctor can't cure the disease, but the parents of this little patient are desperate to save the child. The money for the treatment has been raised, but the child is so sick that he ignores the medicine, and no amount of money can cure him.

Even an outsider like Zhang Jue feels perplexed by this matter, let alone Qin Xuejun who experienced it himself.

It’s just that I didn’t expect that genius doctor to be so confused when he was a student. How did he persuade himself to overcome these difficulties and go on the path of medicine firmly?

Of course, Zhang Jue didn't know the inside story, maybe Qin Xuejun took a vacation and then figured it out by himself.

He sat for a while, then suddenly jumped up to open the bedroom door, Xu Zhengsong didn't even have time to stop him.

Zhang Jue put Xu Zhengsong's call behind him before entering the door, and saw Qin Xuejun sitting on the floor leaning against the wall with his head down, surrounded by medical books scattered on the floor.

He slowly stepped forward, squatting in front of Qin Xuejun, seeing that there was no response from the person, he pushed him.

"Brother Qin?"

Wait a minute, is this person having a fever?

When I touched my forehead, it was true.

Xu Zhengsong was summoned, and was startled by his roommate's hot body temperature: "Hey, it's probably a high fever, Xiaoyu, right? You go to the living room and bring the medical kit on the refrigerator. I want to take his temperature."

As he spoke, he set up Qin Xuejun and wanted to move it to the bed. However, given that Qin Xuejun, who often works out, has solid muscles, the transportation was extremely difficult.

When Zhang Jue brought the medical kit over, the buddy was squatting and panting. The little crocodile found out the thermometer by himself, shook it, and stuffed it into Doctor Qin's mouth.

When Qin Xuejun was in a daze, Xu Zhengsong's Shandong accent rang in his ears.

"It's 38.6 degrees, but I think it's a fever caused by worry, and it shouldn't be contagious. If you feel scared, let me get you a mask?"

Someone replied: "No need."

There were rustling sounds in the room. After a while, a cold and soft little hand touched his forehead. Qin Xuejun tried to open his eyes, and saw Zhang Jue lying on the pillow, tilting his head to look at him.

The child had a pair of beautiful black eyes, clear and bright, with a smile on his face. They looked at each other for a while, and Zhang Jue pressed the back of his hand to his cheek again.

"Brother Xu said that you haven't eaten all day, and now I'm going to buy you porridge. I need to let you eat something first before I can give you medicine."

Qin Xuejun opened his mouth: "I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

Zhang Jue considered himself an adult in his 20s, and would never get angry with a minor who was still sick.

He hummed a song, and tidied up Doctor Qin's room. He picked up all the books and put them on the desk. A bookmark slipped off, and there was a piece of red maple on it. Painted with colored pencils.

Qin Xuejun curled up under the quilt, and the depression in his heart was calmed down by the melodious singing. He was a little surprised, because Zhang Jue, who had only a language talent of 5, sang a song in Russian at this moment.

His grandmother occasionally sang the song.

This is a ballad sung by Polina Aguleyeva in the 04 Russian movie "A Long Farewell", called "My Little Baby".

Don't look at Zhang Jue's strength in rock and roll in his previous life, but he practiced vocal music since he was a child. It is said that the teacher who opened the vocal music classroom sang musicals before, but he also taught folk songs and lyrics. Zhang Jue's voice is good, and he later made The trainees practice singing every day, sometimes to the point of lung pain, and with hard work, they can improve their singing skills to the first-line level.

As a powerful fighter, in addition to competitions in this life, he has also been pressured by his parents to take ballet and vocal lessons, and it is especially nice to hum casually at this time.

Qin Xuejun couldn't remember what happened later, all he knew was that when he woke up again, the room was silent, the morning light came in through the curtains, and the books scattered on the floor were neatly placed on the desk. "Internal Medicine" was pressed at the bottom, and at the top of the page was a maple leaf bookmark.

Doctor Qin picked up the bookmark suspiciously.

He didn't remember that he had drawn this bookmark, but soon he discovered that the maple leaf on this bookmark was real, and there was a line of thin gold on the back of the bookmark.

There is nothing in the capital, so let's talk about giving an autumn leaf.

Zhang Jue hardly said any comforting words to Qin Xuejun, but at this moment, Qin Xuejun's heart warmed up.

He suddenly remembered the reason why he paid special attention to the little patient in the first place. In the intensive care unit, the child struggled to make gestures with his fingers and asked to listen to the English tape. Well, he was afraid that when he returned to school, his grades would fall even further.

In addition, the child's height is about the same as that of Zhang Jue's child, Qin Xuejun inevitably took care of him a little bit more.

That child is really sensible, no matter how much bitter medicine he took, how many bottles he was given, the child never uttered a word of suffering. He really wanted to live, but no one could save him.

Because of this, Qin Xuejun began to question himself. He tried so hard, but still couldn't save the child. Is it really meaningful for him to study medicine?

Obviously, even the best doctor in the country is still unable to earn his life in the face of terminal illness.

Holding the maple in his hands, he looked at the handwriting on it, and his heart felt a surge of heat.

But even if you can't earn your life, now is not the time to give up.

There is still something he can do. In the child's last time, as a medical staff, Qin Xuejun hopes to provide help within his ability to improve the quality of life of the little patient, and at least let the child suffer less.

The young man covered his heart and silently recited what the professor had said to them.

"Every breakthrough in severe disease means the perseverance of countless people from generation to generation. We believe that with the development of science and technology, the once incurable disease will eventually be overcome. Before that, we will do our best to seize every ray of hope."

Xu Zhengsong leaned against the door frame: "Hey, are you awake?"

Qin Xuejun turned around and nodded firmly: "I'm awake."

Xu Zhengsong smiled generously, clapped his hands and said happily: "There is another idiot who wants to go on this road unswervingly. That's great. In the future, I don't have to worry about no one to accompany me when I take the postgraduate entrance examination."

Qin Xuejun waited for him to finish laughing, and then reminded his friend: "Only you need to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and I am Baoyan."

Xu Zhengsong choked, like a cock being strangled.

"...Fuck."

On the other side, while Zhang Jue, his uncle, and Shen Liu were waiting for the plane, they casually mentioned something.

After Shen Liu listened, he said unexpectedly: "You already have an idea about the new program for next season?"

Zhang Jue nodded: "It's not that I have an idea, it's that I've already decided what song to skate."

He took out a piece of red maple, and said with a smile: "Next season, I want to skate "Autumn Day" for the short program. For the free skate, I want to skate a program that even the patients in front of the TV can laugh. Vigorous, joyful, like the rising sun."

Zhang Jue pointed out his expectations for the show, and asked the coach enthusiastically, "What do you think of "Riverdance"?"