Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

Wen An woke up suddenly from the dream. The dark room was silent, and the alarm clock's tiny "tick-tick-tick" sound could be heard next to his ears. Wen An sat up, and the quilt slipped from his neck to his waist, revealing a large white and thin chest. , with thin abdominal muscles covering it, it doesn't look weak.

Rubbing the forehead, Wen An propped up his hand and pressed it to the position above the head of the bed, which was no more than an arm's length away. Sure enough, the light turned on.

Wen An squinted his eyes, looking at the decoration he was all too familiar with, a little dazed, it seems that he really came back...

Throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed, Wen An tore open the heavy curtains with one hand, and the bustling traffic that belongs to the city below suddenly stepped into his sight. The sun was still struggling on the distant horizon, and only a little morning light was shining, which was not dazzling .

Wen An looked at the light for a long time, and when the sun exposed most of his head, he suddenly laughed. It was indeed a ridiculous dream.

Turning around and entering the bathroom, turning on the faucet, splashing a handful of cold water on his face, slowly opening his eyes, he was not used to the face in the mirror for a moment, it was different from the sharp-edged face in the dream , the curvature of this face is a bit soft, compared to the cold and hard one, it is more likely to belong to the elegant one, especially when it is still wearing water drops.

Wen An lowered his head and took a mouthful of mouthwash. He never liked this face, otherwise he would not deliberately make himself short-sighted and keep his glasses close to him. If he could choose, he would be more satisfied with another face.

After wiping off the towel, he habitually opened the glasses case, took out the black-rimmed glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose. He is the youngest chief physician at Ping An Hospital.

When he came to the hospital, he heard a slight mumbling voice behind him, and he could vaguely hear words like "high cold" and "abstinence system". He frowned and turned to look at the group of new nurses. At a glance, they quickly stood neatly and greeted him in a panic: "Good morning, Director Wen."

He nodded with half-closed eyes, turned around and entered the elevator. Every time he entered the hospital, he could always hear various voices, whispering, wanton loud, eccentric, all kinds of things, and the content was miscellaneous. It was because he was too lazy to argue with them one by one, so he didn't do anything, and those people probably knew his temperament, and they didn't go too far, so it wasn't worth his shot.

As the elevator was going up, he suddenly thought that this kind of situation would never happen in that family of doctors...

He squeezed the center of his brows hard, reminding himself again that he has returned to reality, and don't take a dream too seriously.

"Ding." The door opened, and the people waiting in the other elevator looked over. When they saw Wen An, they felt as if they were speechless for a moment. There was an eerie silence. Nodding this way, these talents seemed to reply suddenly, saying one by one: "Good morning, Director Wen An" "Director Wen An still came so early"...

Wen An replied in a rare way: "Morning." The group of people were a little scared immediately. No one in the whole hospital knew that Dr. Wen An was a flower of Gaoling, and he was always indifferent to people. Very few, very few, could it be that something good happened to Dr. Wen An yesterday?Some people began to make up their minds silently...

Wen An walked into his own room, took out a white coat from the closet, looked at the clock on the wall, it was seven fifty, just right, opened the door and walked towards the deluxe version of the ward beside him. He was in charge of a patient who was accidentally injured in a car accident the day before yesterday, and his brain was seriously injured, and he was very likely to become a vegetable. On the operating table, he had almost repaired the other traumatic and internal injuries of this person, leaving only this patient wrapped in gauze. head.

This patient is called Xi Jing, who is said to be the neglected second young master of the Xi family, who was accidentally injured. Wen An carefully checked a series of instruments, blood pressure, heartbeat, and brain vitality, and found that there was no deterioration. Write down what happened today.

After collecting the notebook, Wen An took a last look at the ward where there was no one else, and closed the door without any hesitation.The struggle of the rich and powerful, as long as it doesn't endanger him, it has nothing to do with him whether this Xi Jing is abandoned by the family, what he wants to guarantee is only this person's illness.

"Zhu Yan, pay attention to this ward, and report to the laboratory if you have any problems." Wen An said to his assistant while putting on special clothes.

Zhu Yan stared blankly at the director, vaguely feeling that the director was a little different in some way, but he couldn't tell the specifics, and while he was still thinking, Wen An glanced over, and there was a sudden movement behind his back. Yihan quickly said, "Yes, Director."

"Director, you have a meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon, and at five o'clock you have to bring a group of interns." Zhu Yan watched Wen An opening the door of the laboratory, and quickly reminded, otherwise the director might forget because of too much concentration I was scolded by the dean because of time, and this kind of thing happened before.

Wen An stopped for a moment, turned his head to look at Zhu Yan, nodded heavily, and then went straight into the laboratory.

The smile on Zhu Yan's face gradually subsided, and the speed of packing in his hands slowed down. Thinking of the private remarks in the hospital, he felt a little uncomfortable. Wen An is his direct senior, although he looks cold Yes, but actually very gentle, because my family is not well-off and my mother is often sick, so even my seniors got me this job. How could such seniors do those nasty things they said? !What does it mean that there is no real material? The senior saved a dying heart patient at the beginning, so he has such a high reputation in the medical field; what does it mean to climb onto the bed of the dean? Human, but no matter what, he is already in his early fifties, and the dean will spare no effort to improve his status because he appreciates the talent of the senior. How can it be as dirty as they say!

Fortunately, the senior doesn't care about this kind of thing, and he doesn't pay attention to it on weekdays. Otherwise, if such words are heard by the person concerned, no matter how cold his temper is, he will be angered, and the senior's anger... Zhu Yan shuddered, He only saw it once in college, and never wanted to see it again.

Wen An concentrated on doing the experiment. In fact, he just did the experiment in the dream again. After all, the dream is just a dream. You know the theory of those things, and even did it in the dream, but in reality, it is still a dream. It is in the state of first contact, and with Wen An's character, he must integrate this thing in reality.

This was done until after two o'clock in the afternoon. Zhu Yan pressed the indoor contactor outside, and Wen An came out of the experiment, opened the door, and saw Zhu Yan holding a big lunch box, and said with a smile: " Director, it's two o'clock, you can have something to eat, then rest for a few minutes, and then go to the meeting."

Wen An took off his special clothes with one hand, hung them on the shelf behind the door, and then closed the laboratory. He had already practiced that method, and it seemed that he could bring it up to the dean.

At [-]:[-], Wen An was woken up by Zhu Yan. After washing his face, he went directly to the conference room. This time, the conference happened to be a discussion about brain diseases, which was suitable for his patients.

At [-]:[-], three interns stood in front of Wen An, two men and one woman, all of whom could be regarded as his direct apprentices. Wen An looked into their eyes one by one, and frowned slightly. The eyes are too bright, like a wolf who sees the flesh and bones, which brings back some bad memories of his past, while a boy's eyes are a little evasive, there should be something in his heart, the purpose is not pure.

I don't know how the dean selected the people this year, the quality is not very good, and even the eyes are starting to get bad when they get older?

"One hour." Wen An stopped looking at the three people in front of him, got up and walked to the operating room, intending to perform a practice operation for them, and just give them the most basic heart surgery points. He didn't want to be the three of them. their guide.

Zhu Yan sighed helplessly, these people are indeed not very good, it is rare that the senior is willing to teach them.

"Doctor Wen, what does one hour mean? Also, Doctor Wen, your name is Wen An. You became the director at such a young age. How did you do it? Do you...have a girlfriend now?" The girl crackled As soon as the call was thrown out, it didn't matter whether Wen An answered or not, but she blushed slightly when she said the last sentence, and looked at Wen An brightly, her eyeballs rolling around.

Zhu Yan led them and paused. Seeing that the senior didn't turn around to talk at all, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her face became serious, and she said coldly: "Doctor Wen is the director now, so if you If you want to take it in the hospital, it is best to call him Director Wen now. One hour means that the director will only give you one hour, and you are not the ones who the director wants to take personally. How did Director Wen become the director at this age, you go back Just search how many things he has done and you will know. Also, please don't ask the director's personal situation at will!"

The girl's face turned pale, she bit her rosy lips, her eyes were stained with water, she looked at Wen An for help, but found that Wen An still hadn't turned around after a long time, and couldn't help but feel dark After cursing, she could only say to Zhu Yan aggrieved, "I'm sorry."

Only then did Zhu Yan's face calm down, and he told them the precautions: "Go in and put on your clothes quickly, and do all the preparations. The director said that I will only give you one hour, that is, not more than one second. It's not less than an hour in a second, but the director who should teach you will also teach, so you'd better concentrate and listen carefully after you go in, and stop thinking about some miscellaneous things."

The three nodded obediently.

When the laboratory arrived, Wen An turned around and said, "Ten minutes to prepare."

The three hurriedly prepared. After all, they had only just met for a short time, so they were always in a hurry, and 10 minutes was always a bit tight.

Zhu Yan stepped forward and said worriedly: "Director, you..."

"It's okay, wait for me after work." Wen An turned his head to look at him, his eyes fluctuated a little, the caring voice made Zhu Yan blush instantly, and she nodded uncomfortably, the senior never It really is not unreasonable for the school grass to treat the grass now. If I don’t have that kind of idea at all, and I know that the seniors are not the same, then it is estimated that with just one sentence, those who are not firm will fall directly.

"It's 10 minutes, Director." Zhu Yan still remembered her responsibilities, and immediately reminded, then watched Wen An walk in, waited outside with peace of mind, and occasionally went to Xi Jing's ward to check on the situation. Hour.

It was really like pinching a point, Wen An came out, but Zhu Yan could still see a little tiredness when she went in, she prepared a glass of water in her hand, and hurriedly greeted her, without saying a word, Wen An Ann glanced at him, took the water and drank it, and only then did he look like the three people behind him.

At this time, the faces of the three people were completely different from when they came here, and the eyes they looked at Wen An were much more complicated. They were obviously not a few years older than them, but the hand they showed in the operating room made them deeply understand the relationship between people. The gap between people, they never thought of breaking through the books, but most of what Wen An used was to find another way, which was dangerous but also more effective.

When they asked him in shock, he glanced at them calmly, still holding the scalpel in his hand, and replied flatly: "The books are also written by people." So others can think of a way , you can also come up with another way.

Perhaps they were really impressed by the person in front of them.

"Go find the dean tomorrow." Wen An said to them, and took Zhu Yan back to his office, took off his white coat, packed his things, and left the hospital.

He opened his car door, waited for Zhu Yan to come up from the other side, then started the car and started driving in the opposite direction from home.

Zhu Yan rubbed her head, feeling a little embarrassed: "Senior, I always want you to see me off, I'm wasting your time..."

Wen An looked at the road, rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, controlled the steering wheel, and replied nonchalantly: "Ping An Hospital is private, and if you don't go in and out well, people will look down on you. I brought you in, so naturally I have to treat you Responsible."

Zhu Yan blushed a little, senior, what you said is really misleading...

"How is Auntie?" Seeing that Zhu Yan hadn't spoken, Wen An took the initiative to bring up a topic.

"Well, I feel better now. After all, I have good treatment, and she doesn't worry about my work anymore. She smiles every day and says she wants to thank you very much." Zhu Yan's eyes lit up immediately, looking at Wen An.

Wen An felt a little embarrassed, and postponed: "Forget it, I'm tired today, so I won't go there, just take good care of Auntie."

"Oh." Zhu Yan was a little disappointed, the senior is like his brother, even his mother has already regarded the senior as her own child, but the senior is always unwilling to be a guest, for fear of tiring his mother, the senior is so gentle, I don't know who will be worthy of it in the future...

"Here we are." Wen An said.

Only then did Zhu Yan regain her senses, and quickly got out of the car, waved to Wen An, watched Wen An leave before returning to the house.As soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother walking out, and quickly went up to support her and asked what was wrong. The old man looked at the car going away through the open door, patted Zhu Yan's hand, and said solemnly : "Ayan, you must repay Wen An in the future, he has helped us a lot."

Wen An parked the car in his own community, and after it was settled, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a familiar phone number. As soon as he connected, he heard Chinese with a unique and strange accent: "Oh, Xiao An, you actually Call me, what a miraculous thing! Tell me, if you need my help, I will do it!"

Wen An rubbed his forehead, and said bluntly: "Jane, don't force interns to come to me in the future. I'm not old yet, so I don't need to bring people."

Upon hearing this, Jian An said quickly: "Xiao An, you should call me Jian An, but I deliberately chose the same word as you. It would be a waste if you don't call it. Intern? Oh, I see, The hospital is relatively busy recently, I think you are relatively free, that's why I came to you, if you don't like it, then I'll forget it next time, okay?"

Only then did Wen An look at it and said, "Also, next time you put on your glasses and go out to pick people, the quality is getting worse and worse. If your hospital is tossed and closed down in the future, I will definitely be the first one." Job hopping."

Jian An immediately wailed in a false voice: "Xiao An, how can you be so ruthless, so unjust, and so unreasonable? How can you let me down when I treat you like this?"

Wen An's forehead twitched twice, and he gritted his teeth: "What TV show have you watched recently? Don't tell me the lines, forget it, don't say it, I'm going home, goodbye." Hang up neatly.

Taking two deep breaths, Wen An unconsciously showed a little smile, like the first sunlight breaking through the ice, opened the door and got off, and walked to his home, thinking on the way, Jian Anna Old children always say such things, no wonder there are some bad rumors in the hospital.

I casually made something to eat, took a shower, and checked the time. It was only eight o'clock. Lying on the bed, Wen An yawned. I was indeed a little tired today. recover.

Reaching out to press to turn off the light, Wen An thought, sleep well today, and report the heart surgery tomorrow...

The clock ticked one frame at a time, and the sound of "tick-tick-tick" was particularly obvious in the silence. There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black. It was still turning once in a while, but when the needle pointed to ten, the person on the bed disappeared for a moment...

Looking at the familiar empty space, Wen An couldn't help frowning. Could it be that the so-called scumbag system really exists?

The man's voice suddenly rises, low and elegant, like a cello whispering in your ear, with a little hoarse magnetism, people can instantly remember this voice in their hearts: "Wen An, welcome back again Slag Gong System, this time the world is the future mecha, I am your guide, Xi Jing."