Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

"Director Wen, the patient's cerebellar dentate nucleus artery is ruptured and bleeding abnormally, and the situation is very critical... Director Song is undergoing emergency treatment, but time is running out... Ha..."

The head nurse, Mei Hong, was out of breath, and couldn't keep up with the tall, long-legged young man in front of her at all: "There are also bleeding symptoms in the chest cavity, and we don't have much time left..."

"Who is the thoracic surgeon?"

"There was a series of car accidents in the east of the bridge in the morning. Over there...it's too busy...There is only one intern who just arrived..." Mei Hong said carefully, because she knew that the person lying in the operating room was her hospital. You can't afford to provoke her, but if there is an accident, everyone will have a hard time.

The pure white coat was supported by the seriousness of the young man's face, creating a strong aura. Mei Hong had never seen such a frightening side of the always gentle Director Wen.

"Notify the thoracic surgery department and call him here." He was obviously referring to the only remaining intern.

"But he lacks experience..." Mei Hong felt that this decision was very risky: "Why don't we draw people from other operating rooms?"

"Illegal operation." The man's attitude was extremely firm: "He is just a deputy, and I am the chief surgeon."

"What?" Seeing the man disappearing into the disinfection room, Mei Hong was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed up: "You mean you want to do two at the same time!"

"Is there any other way?"

"But...but you..." No thoracic surgery...

The man knew what she was going to say: "I did it when I was aiding Africa, so I'm not a stranger. Don't talk about it, call someone quickly."

The intern arrived soon. He really had no clinical experience, and even handed him a knife tremblingly.

"what's your name?"

"Zhao Lu."

Wen Ran looked straight into his eyes: "Are you afraid?"

"Hmm..." Zhao Lu nodded vigorously, looked at the bloody face on the operating table and shook his head again.

Wen Ran said again: "Don't think too much, just treat it like a dead pig lying in front of you."

"Uh-huh?"

"Besides, I'm the chief surgeon, and it doesn't matter to you if you can't save him."

I don't know if it's because of the previous sentence or the latter sentence, Zhao Lu seems to be much calmer.During the following surgery, Wen Ran didn't waste any extra nonsense, and she spoke very concisely about any help she needed.

Zhao Lu was frightened a few times when he saw it, but Wen Ran made up for it in time.

Zhao Lu was distracted occasionally, and Wen Ran remained calm from the beginning to the end. Although Zhao Lu knew that maybe he didn't have a calm face in his heart, he still made people trust him without resistance.

Zhao Lu even thought to himself that if Wen Ran was the chief surgeon for every operation in the future, he would be able to accept it even if he was a deputy for the rest of his life.

The operation lasted a total of sixteen hours.

During the period, the assistants and nurses who assisted were changed several times, and only Wen Ran stood in front of the operating table the whole time.

Zhao Lu was replaced long after the other thoracic surgeries were over, but after everything was over, Wen Ran still saw him outside the operating room.

"Zhao Lu?" After being tense for too long, she suddenly relaxed, Wen Ran's eyes darkened for a moment.

"Director Wen!" Zhao Lu hurried forward to help, but Wen Ran inadvertently avoided him.

"Blood, dirty."

Seeing that he didn't dislike himself, Zhao Lu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay! I'll take you to the locker room."

Quietness quickly returned to outside the ward, and only the nurses were present even when changing wards.

Wen Ran woke up after a nap and found that Zhao Lu was still there, he didn't think much about it: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Director Wen, are you awake?" Zhao Lu woke up immediately: "24 hours."

"How is the patient?"

"The condition is stable and there are no adverse reactions. I asked just now. Are you going to have a look?"

Wen Ran thought of something: "Has the patient's family been here?"

"No, but two nurses came."

Wen Ran frowned, quickly dressed and got up.

"Director Wen, where are you going..."

"To see him."

The person in the ward, Zhao Lu, had heard a little bit about him, saying that he was the prince of a certain family, and he was sent here urgently because of a sudden car accident passing by Shenzhen City.

The great future was almost gone, and it was a disaster from heaven.

"Are there any signs of recovery?" Wen Ran asked the nurse.

"I moved my finger once, but I didn't wake up."

While talking, Zhao Lu saw clearly the man on the hospital bed, his head was tightly wrapped in gauze, even so, through the faint facial undulations and the solid outline under the hospital gown, it was not difficult to see that the man's appearance was outstanding.

Wen Ran didn't care about these things, he checked the man meticulously, and after confirming that there were no abnormalities in all the data, he didn't forget to explain some taboos and suggestions for the nurse.

During the period, he paused once, and seemed to see the man on the hospital bed moving his fingers. He waited for a while before he woke up, so he stopped paying attention.

Wen Ran stayed abroad for the next three months, and received news from Zhao Lu as soon as he returned to China: "The previous patient lost his memory."

"Who?" Wen Ran didn't respond for a while.

"It's the prince."

"Haven't been discharged yet?"

"He refused to leave." Zhao Lu: "There were two groups of people who came to pick him up, but he didn't leave. No one remembers."

"Long term and short term?"

"I don't know, the cause of the illness is still uncertain."

Wen Ran recalled the previous glance at the case: "He is Wen Sheng, not some prince."

"It's also named Wen?" Zhao Lu's first reaction was this, and then he thought of something else: "It's the chairman of Wen's?"

Knowing that Wen Ran was going to the ward for an examination, Zhao Lu hesitated to speak.

Wen Ran: "What's wrong?"

"After he lost his memory..." Zhao Lu: "He has a weird personality."

Wen Ran smiled and didn't take it seriously, what kind of strange tempers in their line of work have you never seen?

The ward was very quiet. The gauze on the man's face had been removed, and he was sitting on the head of the bed, staring at the dead tree outside the window in a daze.The sunlight poured down just right, dyeing the man's resolute jaw with mist.

Wen Ran saw that he didn't respond to the sound of the door opening, and even his eyes didn't fluctuate at all, and he didn't deliberately attract attention.

He checked the data on the case first, and then said: "How do you feel today? Is the spinal paralysis feeling better?"

Zhao Lu saw that the man who was originally as indifferent as a statue moved his fingers when he heard this, and then turned his face away. Although his face was still expressionless, it was much better than what he had seen before.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Wen Ran thought he didn't hear clearly, so she asked again slowly.However, the man still didn't mean to speak, but just stared at him closely.

Zhao Lu was worried that the man's overreaction would hurt Wen Ran, so he hurried forward: "Director Wen, why don't you come back later, I think the patient's current condition is not suitable..."

"roll."

The man's voice was not loud, but it did not prevent Zhao Lu from hearing the impatience hidden in it.

Zhao Lu took courage: "Director Wen..."

Wen Ran stopped: "Forget it, you go out first, I'm enough here."

"But……"

"If there is a problem, I will call you."

Zhao Lu couldn't refute, so he could only leave with worry.

After closing the door, Wen Ran met the pair of deep eyes following behind him, not as fearful as ordinary people, he smiled as gently as usual: "Your name is Wen Sheng, remember?"

The man frowned slightly when he heard this, but still didn't respond.

Wen Ran put on the stethoscope and approached the bed: "Don't worry, I'll listen to the heart rate first." As he spoke, he was about to put the stethoscope head close to the man's chest.

But before Wen Ran could adjust, he felt a chill on his wrist.

Before that, Wen Ran never thought that someone's hands could be as cold as hearing the sound.Like a piece of dusty ice, an instant contact can cool the blood through the bone marrow.

Wen Ran's heart throbbed for a moment because of this, he didn't know whether it was because of the cold hand on his wrist or the cold and serious person in front of him.

"I remember you."

He said remember, not know.Wen Ran knew what the gap meant to a person with amnesia: "So? Who am I?"

The man is very sure: "My brother."

Wen Ran's pupils shrank slightly: "What?"

"Someone is going to kill you."

"Who told you that?"

The man is still talking to himself: "I won't let them succeed."

"Wait." Wen Ran finally couldn't help frowning and interrupted: "You remember wrongly, we have never met before, and my brother is even more nonsense."

"They forced you? Forced you to sever ties with me?"

"..." There was no joke in Wen Ran's eyes, and he knew that this person might not make sense for a while.

Wen Ran: "You rest first, and I will come to see you tomorrow." He broke free and thought, this man's brain clearly still has a big problem, and it seems that it is by no means a simple amnesia, it seems that the situation is worse than he imagined It's even worse.

But I haven't heard anyone say that he also has memory confusion, or delusional disorder?Have to find someone to ask.

"No." Wen Sheng was clearly injured, but the strength in his hand was still not small. Wen Ran almost ran into his arms unexpectedly, but he managed to stabilize in time: "From today onwards, I will move in to live with you. will protect you."

"..." Wen Ran was a little helpless: "You should protect yourself first."

"I'm not discussing with you," Wen Sheng insisted, "With me around, they dare not do anything to you."

Wen Ran: "..."

In the end, Wen Sheng followed Wen Ran back home, and the dean personally persuaded him: "You are the chief surgeon, and you can also be regarded as his savior, and it is only appropriate to entrust it to you to take care of him."

Wen Sheng's attitude is firm, even if Wen Ran refuses, it will depend on the dean's face.

What surprised him was that the old man of the Wen family who heard the news had no objection to this: "It's fine to live outside for a while, and I'll send someone to pick him up after he fully recovers. Of course, it's best to restore the memory together." However, Director Wen will trouble you during this time."

Wen Ran really didn't understand the Wen family's plan, and he didn't need to. He only knew that he would have a headache for a long time.

This idea was confirmed two days later.

Wen Ran's house is in Linjiang Yayuan, and he bought it himself.It's not big, but the environment and scenery are excellent.

"I don't know if someone will come. There is only one master bedroom at home, and I have converted the other second bedroom into a study." Fortunately, Wen Ran bought slippers in advance and handed them to Wen Sheng while talking, "I have asked someone to order them." I got a new bed, but it will take two days to arrive, and today I sleep on the sofa."

Now Wen Sheng's injury has mostly recovered, and he didn't hurt his leg in the first place, so there is no problem in walking on the ground.But at this time, Wen Wensheng's feet swayed slightly, and Wen Ran subconsciously went to help him: "What's wrong?"

Wen Sheng: "It's a little tight."

"What's the matter?"

"shoe."

Wen Ran lowered her head, and sure enough, the slippers on Wen Sheng's feet were a bit tight.He bought it according to his own size. The height of Wensheng should be about the same as him according to the previous visual inspection. Only then did he realize that he had made a mistake.Hearing the voice was half a head taller, he had to lean up slightly when speaking, no wonder the shoes were small.

Wen Ran didn't feel any jealousy, and he was not short at [-]: "I will wear it today, and I will buy you a new one tomorrow."

"Yeah." Wen Sheng didn't look like a dependent at all, he was as comfortable as if he was in his own home: "The sofa also needs to be changed."

"Huh?" Wen Ran thought she had heard wrong.

"Sofa, too stingy."

Wen Ran thinks her temper is not bad, but it is rare to feel a bit of displeasure when facing someone's bossy uncle's temper: "I sleep on the sofa, you don't have to worry about it."

Wen Sheng: "There is also the carpet. This color is too dark and affects my mood of recuperation. Change to a lighter color."

"..." Seeing that he was still spinning, Wen Ran knew that he hadn't finished speaking.He simply stood in the corner and listened to him pointing without saying a word.

After finally waiting for him to stop, Wen Ran finally interjected: "I'm going to pack my luggage, can you order food? If so, please order me a pizza."

"Stop." Wen Sheng called him to stop: "Is this your attitude when talking to me?"

"..." Wen Ran frowned, because of the unfamiliar relationship between the two, he fell into deep doubts about the attitude he should hold.

Is he being too polite to Wensheng?

Thinking of this, Wen Ran decisively changed her tone: "Pack up your luggage yourself, and order me a pizza when you're done."

"..." This time the silent person was replaced by Wen Sheng: "You have never been so disobedient before, do you have another brother outside?"

"???"

Wen Ran reacted for a long time, and finally realized that the person in front of him was a "psychopath" with disordered memory.

Swallowing, Wen Ran put down her luggage, and decided to do it herself.

As soon as the number was dialed, Wen Sheng forcibly hung up: "I want to eat steak, and there must be steak for dinner."

Wen Ran endured it: "I'll buy it for you."

"I don't eat takeaway, you do."

Wen Ran laughed angrily at the naturalness of hearing the sound, and he put his hands aside: "Didn't you lose your memory? How do you still know that you don't eat takeaway?"

Hearing the sound seemed to be right on his mind, he was taken aback before arriving: "I just know."

"Don't eat and starve to death." After Wen Ran finished speaking, she no longer had the patience to control him. After ordering the pizza, she went into the room and collected a set of sheets and quilts and put them on the sofa.

Before this, Wen Ran had never developed such a strong impatience towards people, and never even said anything rude.

Wen Ran originally thought that she would soften her heart and blame herself, but after some cold treatment, she found that the behavior of flirting was unexpectedly refreshing!I even think today's pizza is extra soft.

Due to the sticky sight above his head, Wen Ran tried to turn on the TV to distract his attention, but nothing happened after waiting for a long time.

He wondered whether to ask someone to take a look, when he suddenly heard a strange grunt.

Unsurprisingly, this came from hearing the sound.

Even though he was very hungry, he still insisted on not being moved by pizza.This is owed, Wen Ran decided to ignore it.

But the lingering gaze glued to his face was really disturbing.Wen Ran picked up the pizza box and turned to hide in the study.

Hearing the sound remained motionless.

Half a minute later, the study door suddenly opened, and Wen Ran seemed a little helpless while holding the door frame: "Is there no steak, can we just eat pasta today?"

A smile flashed across Wen Sheng's eyes: "Okay."

Wen Ran didn't take it seriously when Wen Sheng said that he wanted to eat steak. He habitually took out his cell phone after get off work, but he was dazed for a moment when the phone from the pizzeria popped into his eyes.

Passing by the vegetable market on the way, I bought some vegetables I like to eat, and when I came back, I saw Uncle Sheng lying on the sofa watching TV.

"Can the TV be on?"

"Damp, replaced with a new one."

"..."

"steak?"

Wen Ran smiled: "Bullwhip."

Hearing the sound's eyes subconsciously moved down because of this answer, and his expression was a little subtle.

Wen Ran was stunned for a moment before he realized what he had misunderstood, his face suddenly became hot, and he burrowed into the kitchen while blocking the shopping bag: "Pork rib stew, whether you like it or not."

Wen Ran knows how to cook, which is inseparable from her personal growth experience. When did she get used to ordering takeaway?He didn't remember either.

It has been a long time since the fire was fired, and this meal has been cooked for a long time.Wen Ran was holding the soup bowl, turned her head and was startled when she saw a pair of pitch-black eyes, and almost dropped the soup in her hand.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Hearing the sound, he folded his arms, apparently standing there for more than a while.

At the moment when Wen Ran was puzzled, Wen Sheng had already taken the bowl in his hand, but he didn't bring it to the table immediately, but stared at the soup in the bowl and frowned.

Wen Ran thought he didn't like it: "I told you, I like to eat or not."

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes, unexpectedly did not lose his temper, and turned around without saying a word.Obviously his face didn't change, but Wen Ran could see slight disgust in his eyes.

dislike?No one is used to it.

During the meal, Wenran's intuition was confirmed.It's just that it's not the soup, but the scallions on the surface that are so disgusting.

The man in front of him who picked out chopped green onions and discarded them on the table gave Wen Ran the illusion that he had entered the kindergarten by mistake.

After hearing what the man said, Wen Ran's illusion became more real: "Tomorrow I want to eat steak, pork chops are no good, let alone chicken chops."

Wen Ran couldn't help chuckling, and subconsciously teased: "Do you still want to drink grandma after eating the steak?"

I couldn't hear the voice: "What to drink?"

Wen Ran was stunned for a moment, not understanding why she suddenly had a bad taste.Is it because he is a fool because he heard the sound, so he has the idea of ​​bullying?It doesn't make sense, he hasn't played tricks on others before.

Hearing the sound was still waiting for him to respond, seeing that he was in a daze, he couldn't help but want to urge him, but before he could speak, an abrupt bell rang out from the entrance.

"Huh?" The thought on Wen Ran's face was replaced by doubts. People don't come to the house very often, and I didn't order takeaway today. I ordered this order and came to the door. I don't know who it is?

"I'll open the door."

Wen Ran got up quickly, thinking about who was coming, so she didn't notice the dissatisfaction that flashed in Wen Sheng's eyes.

Wen Ran didn't recognize the man outside the door.

He was wearing a smoky gray overcoat, his shirt was unbuttoned two times in the cold weather, his eyes were smiling, this kind of smile was completely different from Wen Ran's gentleness.

He's too aggressive and it's not very comfortable to be stared at by him.

Wen Ran spoke first: "You are?"

The man didn't look serious when he heard the words: "Hi, Wen Ya. He's the younger brother of your new friend in your room."

"What?" Wen Ran's first reaction was, is this the idiot's real younger brother?You don't look like yourself, do you?

He quickly thought of Wen Sheng's words of "other brother" yesterday, and he didn't believe it: "Wen Sheng is your brother? My own brother?"

"It's guaranteed to be fake." Wen Ya was clearly prepared, and he took out a photo with Wen Sheng: "Although they don't look like each other, they are indeed a family."

"Come to pick someone up?"

"Correct."

Hearing this, Wen Ran's doubts disappeared, and he would give even if a beggar came to ask for it, let alone his own brother.

"Wen Sheng," Wen Ran beamed with joy, "Let me introduce, this is your brother Wen Ya, he is here to take you home."

Hearing this, Wen Sheng paused for a moment, but didn't look at it too much: "Eat when you've played enough, do you really think you're still three years old?"

"..." Wen Ran: "I didn't lie to you, he is your real brother, the one listed in a household registration book."

Hearing the sound, he didn't take it seriously: "You are the one with me."

Wen Ran knew that she couldn't hold him back, so she simply said to Wen Ya: "I'll go and pack his luggage, you tell him."

"No need." Wen Ya had been watching the interaction between the two with interest, and he walked forward: "Brother, you've lost weight."

Wen Sheng: "I'm not your brother."

"You have amnesia, I can understand if you don't remember, I sent someone to pick you up before, do you remember?"

Snapped--

Wen Sheng put down his chopsticks and turned a blind eye to him: "I'm going to take a shower."

As expected, he left the table.

"Hey……"

Just as Wen Ran opened her mouth, she heard the sound and turned around: "Don't open the door casually next time without my permission."

"..."

Wen Ran has long been used to his "hearing words and hearing words", but Wen Ya felt it strange: "Brother, don't you wonder why I came to you?"

Wen Ran: "You are not here to pick up..."

Wen Ya stared at Wen Sheng closely: "During the three months you were away, I have been of great help to you, including business matters, the board of directors' affairs, and... your mother's transfer to another hospital."

Wen Ran intuitively felt that his confusing speech was not a good thing, but because of his status as an outsider, he didn't intervene.Wen Ya didn't even care about Wen Ran's reaction, his gaze was firmly locked on the face of the man who stopped in front of him.

He tried to catch a trace of surprise on Wen Sheng's face, but he was disappointed, Wen Sheng's expression was more impatient than before: "My mother passed away 16 years ago, I hope you can help her transfer.

Tell me, who sent you here?How much did the other party give you?I pay double. "

Wenran has heard a little about the Wen family. Wen Sheng's mother is Wen's "principal wife", but because of poor health, she has been lingering in bed for many years. These years, the current "second wife" has always been the master, and she also It was Wen Ya's mother.

Wen Sheng, as the "eldest son of the eldest son", is usually the most taboo of others to mention Wen Ya's mother and son in front of him, and his mother is even more his backlash.If it was before, even Wen Ya would not dare to provoke him with this matter.

But Wen Ya mentioned it just now, and it carried a sense of threat that could not be ignored.

If Wen Sheng has no amnesia, according to his temper, no matter how well he hides it, he will show clues to this issue.However, hearing the sound at this time did not show any sign of anger.

He is more like a fool who was hit by a car, and he is completely different from the shrewd and obscure before.The suspicion in Wen Ya's heart has been half settled.

The goal has been achieved, there is no need for Wen Ya to stay, and soon there are only two people left in the room, Wen Ran and Wen Sheng.

Wen Ran couldn't figure out what was going on, Wen Ya actually gave up the idea of ​​taking Wen Sheng away, all he knew was that his days of being enslaved by this uncle were once again nowhere in sight.

The author has something to say:

This episode can be regarded as a parallel world

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me to overlord or irrigate nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: don’t stop me, I want to learn one;

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