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Yin Qianyan just stood beside the hospital bed with such a dignified expression, his whole body was so stiff that he didn't even dare to move his fingers.

Wen Ziheng originally wanted to hold on a little longer, but he didn't expect Yin Qianyan to be bluffed so easily. He couldn't hold back his power for a while, and immediately patted his thigh and pointed at Yin Qianyan's livid face and said There was a burst of laughter that succeeded in a prank.It was only then that Yin Qianyan realized that he had been tricked. He was so angry that three black lines appeared on his forehead. Before him, he turned around with a face full of rage, and Wen Ziheng hurriedly called out to him again.

"Don't go, I'm sorry, I can't apologize. I just heard that Dr. Yuan said that you are the most patient with patients, so I was just joking with you. Who knew that you couldn't help being funny, don't be angry, let's talk , for the sake of my devotion to science, you are always ashamed to get angry with your experimental subjects."

What Wen Ziheng said was relaxed and at ease, but Yin Qianyan felt uncomfortable when he heard it.Since Wen Ziheng signed to join the special disease, experts brought groups of interns to this ward every day. At the beginning, they would take Wen Ziheng's feelings into consideration and try not to describe the condition too much in front of him, but gradually, Especially some students who just came out of the medical school, they talked freely in the ward, it seemed that they really regarded Wen Ziheng as a test object.

Once, when Yin Qianyan entered the hospital bed, he happened to see a doctoral supervisor who arranged for the students he brought to press Wen Ziheng's neck and chest one by one, and Wen Ziheng was lying on the hospital bed. He clenched his fists tightly but could only let the mermaid go, the face under the breathing mask turned red, and he immediately kicked out all the interns in the ward. The instructor felt that Yin Qianyan was in his He hurt his face in front of his disciples and grandchildren, so he took this matter and read him a book in front of the dean. Although Yin Qianyan was finally sentenced to kowtow to admit his mistakes and contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors, at least Wen Ziheng was cured. The crooked trend of "eating tofu".

"Seeing that you are in such a good spirit, I can't make you too happy. There is something I have to tell you first. The expert team said that they have developed two plans for your surgery. But as far as the current medical level is concerned, the success rate is not very high. How about it, after hearing this news, you won’t be in the mood to make fun of me, right?" If you dare to make fun of me, I will let you see what is called a freshman in high school The ruler is one foot tall.

But to Yin Qianyan's disappointment, even though he heard himself say that the success rate of the operation was not high, Wen Ziheng still had a smile on his face, and the spring was still bright. His threat was thrown down, and even a small splash could not be splashed. Wen Ziheng's face, but his original intention was not to embarrass Wen Ziheng, so if it should be connected, it must be connected.

"You don't have to worry too much (excuse me, who is worried?), I have already told Xiao Indium that he will come to see you before the operation, and if we really feel that you have any accidents, we will make preparations in advance It is precisely because of Xiao Indium's presence that Yin Qianyan has a little more confidence in Wen Ziheng's upcoming surgery.

"But didn't you just say that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil. If retribution really comes, even Xiao Yin can't save me." Wen Ziheng said, and slowly lay back on the bed, teasing Yin Qianyan just now His spirit also died down in an instant, he groped to pull the quilt over his chest, leaned his head on the pillow, drooped his face, coupled with a hopeless sigh, the yellow leaves hanging on the branches outside the window were almost covered by him The breath was blown away.

"Why did this kid go back again?" Yin Qianyan thought about how you, a socialist successor who grew up under the red flag in New China, kept thinking about these feudal superstitions

"Then some people say that good people don't live long, and evil people live for thousands of years. Besides, if you really think that this disease is your retribution, you can tell me how bad things you have done to make you so sad, even if No, you have to give me one today even if you make it up." Yin Qianyan made a gesture and put the tablet in his hand on the bedside table, reached out to move a chair, and sat next to the hospital bed, pretending to be listening attentively. I don't believe it, there are people in this world who can't be persuaded by chatterbox, if there is, I have to convince him today.

Seeing Yin Qianyan sitting down by the bed, Wen Ziheng also turned his head towards him, maybe because he was tired from sitting just now, now he can only raise the backrest to make himself stand up slowly, looking at Yin Qianyan Qian Yan's face was aimless and never gave up. Wen Ziheng wanted to prop himself up and sit up, but he felt a piercing pain in his back, which spread all the way down his spine to his limbs. He was sitting peacefully on the bed , but at this moment, he felt that the sky was spinning around him, he could only hold on to the quilt desperately, it seemed that only in this way could he not be thrown out by this huge dizziness.

"You really plan to make one up for me on the spot, don't even think about it if you can't figure it out." Seeing Wen Ziheng's expression turned sour, Yin Qianyan thought that something happened to his body, but when he turned around, he saw that the heart monitor and blood pressure were both normal , naturally relieved.

"Buzz...buzz..." A muffled vibration came from the drawer at the head of the bed, Wen Ziheng wanted to reach out to pull it out, but because of blurred vision, he missed it, and Yin Qianyan rushed up Before helping him take the phone out of the drawer, the person on the screen stared at him arrogantly, Yin Qianyan threw the phone on the quilt beside Wen Ziheng's hand, and said with disgust

"Can you change his photo for him? Every time I see this expression, I feel like I'm here to collect debts. I don't know how you suffer."

Wen Ziheng ignored him, but anxiously followed the vibrations on the quilt to find the phone, hung it in his hand and answered it, the gentle voice made Yin Qianyan's goosebumps fall all over the floor.

"You sneaked out to call me again in the middle of the night. Last week you were caught in the middle of your call. The United States is not the most advocating human rights. What kind of human rights is it to stop you from calling? Honestly, You won't be sold over there to be a piggie, right?" Facing Wen Ziheng's serious nonsense, Yin Qianyan wanted to help Mo Huang give him a few glances from the bottom of his heart.

Although Wen Ziheng is already considered a leader among the optimists, life in the hospital is boring and noisy, so everyone can see that from the time he came in to the present, when he was really happy, it was just a few minutes of talking on the phone with Mo Wang.