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In the evening, Song Qingyao casually cooked a bowl of noodles and ate them. After taking a shower, he sat in front of the computer and read a research report on blood diseases. While checking the data, his mobile phone rang, and it was a call from the triage desk.

This kind of call is usually an emergency that needs to be dealt with. When he answered it, Xiao Liu, the nurse on duty, said that a middle-aged male patient came in with unexplained chest pain after drinking, vomiting and fever.The patient reported that he had no history of coronary heart disease. He experienced short-term severe pain in the precordial area 5 minutes ago. Dr. Gao had given the patient 10 mg of nifedipine sublingually. The symptoms were relieved, and then repeated.

Dr. Gao is only a resident doctor, and Tang Jingyan is in charge tonight. However, she took Lin He and Tan Qian to the obstetrics department to cooperate with a bowel necrosis operation, and she will not be able to return for a while.

"Did you find Xin Nei for a consultation?" Song Qingyao stood up and asked, Xiao Liu said: "I did, but Xin Nei is too busy tonight."

"How many items are out of the report? Send it to me right away."

Taking advantage of the time when Xiao Liu delivered the report, Song Qingyao changed into his clothes as quickly as possible and went out. After reading the report while waiting for the elevator, he said, "Arrange the patient to have a CTA of the aorta, calm down the pain, and then re-examine the ECG and myocardial enzymes. item."

"Ok."

"Let Dr. Gao pay close attention, I'm going to the hospital now."

Hanging up the phone, Song Qingyao hailed a taxi downstairs. When he arrived, Xiao Liu was already waiting for him at the gate of the emergency department. On the way to the observation ward, he explained the patient's current condition to him. Several examination reports handed over by the doctor, and after hearing Dr. Gao's judgment, he patted the patient's shoulder: "Mr. Huang, can you hear me?"

The patient's eyelids trembled slightly, and he responded vaguely, but did not open his eyes. Song Qingyao checked his pupils with a flashlight, and asked, "Mr. Huang, can you describe to me what kind of pain you have now?"

The patient's Adam's apple slipped a few times, his brows were frowned but no sound came out. Dr. Gao explained, "The patient has been speechless since a few minutes ago."

After checking with a stethoscope, Song Qingyao picked up the re-examination report and flipped through it for a while, and said, "It may be Boerhaave syndrome. Xiao Liu, immediately confirm who is on duty in the heart and outside the chest tonight? Who can answer the phone now .”

Xiao Liu said "Hey" and ran to check. Two minutes later, he ran back to him with the mobile phone on the phone: "Dr. Ma's phone number in Xin Nei."

Song Qingyao took it, and just in the middle of speaking, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, turned his head to look, and his face suddenly darkened a little.

Dr. An from the chest surgery and Yang Tingwei from the general surgery walked up to him quickly. Seeing him talking on the phone, Dr. An went to see Dr. Gao: "What's the situation?"

Dr. Gao briefly described the patient's symptoms. After speaking, Song Qingyao also ended the call, and said to Dr. An: "I just communicated with the old horse in my heart. The patient should have Boerhaave syndrome."

When he spoke, he didn't look at Yang Tingwei who was next to Dr. An, but he could feel Yang Tingwei's gaze on his face unabashedly.Dr. An read the examination report, agreed with his judgment, and said, "Let's do a closed drainage of the left chest cavity to make a diagnosis."

"You do what I do?" Song Qingyao asked.

Dr. An went to see his right hand wearing the protective gear: "Aren't you still on vacation? Let me come, lest the forest hospital find out and blame me for not being considerate of you."

Since Tang Jingyan's husband is the head of the thoracic surgery department, several doctors in the thoracic department have a good relationship with the emergency department.Dr. An was just joking, but Song Qingyao didn't expect that Dean Lin's criticism of him as false would spread so far, so he was a little embarrassed.

He nodded and said to Dr. Gao, "Cooperate with Dr. An and come to me if you have any questions."

After he finished speaking, he walked outside, Yang Tingwei followed him, and then told Dr. An that he still had to go to work.

Quickly chasing after him, Yang Tingwei found that Song Qingyao was about to reach the end of the corridor. At this time, a nurse came out from the door next to him. When he saw him, he greeted him: "Doctor Yang."

Song Qingyao looked back and immediately quickened his pace.Yang Tingwei was a doctor in the emergency department before, and the nurse chatted with him after not seeing him for a long time. He was patient, and Song Qingyao disappeared when the nurse left.

Thinking that there are acquaintances everywhere here, Yang Tingwei turned back to take the elevator, and when the elevator door opened, he was bumped by a person who came out with his head bowed.

Lin He put down the inspection report he was reading, and turned his head to apologize to the other party. As soon as he spoke, he saw that it was Yang Tingwei who bumped into him. He immediately stopped talking, glanced at him coldly, and looked at the corridor ahead.

Yang Tingwei is a doctor in general surgery. This is the emergency floor. Normally, unless there is a need for consultation, he would not come here specially.

Yang Tingwei also recognized Lin He, thinking that the young man in front of him was the dean's illegitimate son who had been rumored in the hospital recently, he couldn't help but restrain his expression, and said, "I'm sorry."

Lin He glanced back and forth, remembering that Song Qingyao was on vacation and could not appear in the hospital, so he didn't bother to talk to Yang Tingwei, threw him a back and left.

After the elevator door closed behind him, Lin He also walked to the triage desk and took the report to the nurse for registration.Xiao Liu took it, and when he saw it was him, he raised his mouth: "Doctor Lin, Director Song came just now, do you want to say hello to him?"

The finger that was pressing the pen cap switch stopped, Lin He thought of Yang Tingwei who had just seen it, and couldn't help wondering: "Why is he here?"

"You and Dr. Tang were in surgery just now, and a troublesome patient came temporarily. I thought Dr. Gao might not be able to handle it, so I called Director Song." Xiao Liu covered the side of his face with the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, Song The director answered the phone, if you call Director Liu, you will definitely be scolded."

Lin He didn't care about Liu Jitao's behavior: "Where is he now?"

"It's time to go back to the office. The patient has been handed over to Dr. An, who is doing chest surgery."

While talking, Xiao Liu lowered his head and flipped through the report. Seeing that Lin He hadn't signed in the lower right corner of the third page, he wanted to raise his head and ask him to make it up, but he only saw his back disappearing around the corner.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry?" Xiao Liu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Director Song can't run away."

Pushing open the office door, Lin He immediately saw Song Qingyao in a white coat, typing on the keyboard while facing the computer.

The office of the big night shift was very quiet, except for Song Qingyao, only one other colleague was looking at the materials.Due to the fact that someone was present, Lin He restrained himself a little, walked up to Song Qingyao and said, "Director Song, come out for a while, I need you."

Song Qingyao was recording the situation of the patient just now. After glancing at him, he continued to stare at the screen, and answered with his fingers non-stop: "I'm not done yet, aren't you doing surgery?"

"Sister Tang's part is over," Lin He said, "I went to the triage desk to hand in the report and met Yang Tingwei."

In the second half of the sentence, Lin He lowered his voice, Song Qingyao raised his eyelids to look at him again, Lin He frowned and asked, "Is he still pestering you?"

The coherent train of thought was interrupted by an annoying question, and the action of typing on the keyboard could not continue. Song Qingyao leaned back in the chair, raised his left hand and pressed the brow bone: "I have said many times, this is my own problem, don't interfere .”

"Senior," Lin He bent down and approached him, "If you don't want me to kiss you here, come out with me."

Opening his eyes, Song Qingyao stared at Lin He, but Lin He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said just now, and straightened his upper body to look at him.Seeing that he had to look away, close the document on the screen, get up and go out with himself.

Walking through the corridor and up the stairs, Lin He took Song Qingyao to the door of the bathroom in the corner of the second floor.

Pushing the door open and looking in, Lin He took Song Qingyao's hand, and they entered the last compartment together.

Song Qingyao couldn't figure out what Lin He said that he had to come to this kind of place, and was about to ask when he was pushed against the door of the cubicle. Lin He lowered his head and bit his lips.

The pain went straight to the brain along the nerves, and with a frown, he heard Lin He ask: "What did you say just now?"

Song Qingyao was almost speechless: "Do you really want to talk about this kind of thing in this kind of place?"

"I can't bear to get off work." Lin He put his hand around his waist and hugged him, leaning his chin on his shoulder, staring at the stainless steel hook on the door panel used to hang the bag, restraining his emotions, "When I think of you and him It's just uncomfortable."

"Senior, I feel bad."

Lin He's breathing gradually became rapid, a frequency similar to clinical tachypnea.The hands hanging by his side moved, Song Qingyao stroked Lin He's back, and said, "Calm down, he didn't look for me just now, and I didn't say a word to him."

"How is it possible?" Lin He didn't believe it.

"He's here, but he's with Dr. An who is doing chest surgery," Song Qingyao explained patiently, "I'll go back to the office after handing over the patients. As you can see, he won't come in if there are others in the office."

The person in his arms was silent for a moment: "Are you serious?"

"Well, even if I meet him in the future, it will only be for work communication, nothing else."

It's not appropriate to explain this to Lin He now, but Song Qingyao really didn't want Yang Tingwei to affect his life, especially he didn't want Lin He to mention him again and again.

"Then what about you and me?" Lin He asked.

Closing his eyes, Song Qingyao didn't answer.

The head on his shoulder moved, and then he felt that the collar of the white coat on the right was peeled off a little, and something warm and soft was attached to the skin on the side of the neck.He reacted the moment he felt the pain, wanted to push but it was too late, Lin He left another hickey on his neck.Then he kissed the corner of his mouth along his chin, and stuck out his tongue while he was trying to hide.

Pressing Lin He's shoulders with both hands, Song Qingyao pushed hard a few times but failed.Lin He knew what kind of kiss would make him respond, and he didn't care that this was a hospital, so he teased him as much as possible, wanting him to face up to his feelings for him as soon as possible.

Song Qingyao's eyes were slightly opened, and the hot and humid, entangled tongue brought back the memory of his body.Those fierce kisses between the past and Lin He covered the surface of the water like duckweed, and he sank into it, breathing became more and more difficult like drowning, and his fingers slipped from Lin He's shoulder to the crook of his arm to support him.

The sound of each other's panting mixed with his occasional moan, filled this small space.He felt that he was torn into two halves by Lin He's kiss again, and half of him drifted away from his sobriety, reminding himself to push Lin He away.The other half of me was dragged down by Lin He, sharing this moment of secret time together, doing intimate actions that became more and more inexplicable.

Seeing his slightly out-of-focus eyes under the eyelashes, Lin He finally stopped, hugged him in his arms, and stroked the back of his neck with his right hand.

The heartbeat was out of order. Song Qingyao leaned against Lin He's neck and breathed heavily. The world in front of him was still a bit upside down, but his consciousness gradually returned to sobriety, which made him realize that he had a physiological reaction in the working environment because of a kiss.

Looking down at the white coats in front of each other, the loose robes were enough to help him cover up the embarrassing situation, but he didn't dare to straighten his waist, for fear that Lin He would find out and make a move that he couldn't push away.

After a while, Lin He's voice finally came from the top of his head, passing through the heartbeat in his eardrums and reaching the depths of his mind: "Senior, I know you're starting to like me too."

A gentle kiss fell on his hot ears, and he closed his eyes tightly, but he couldn't stop Lin He's voice from continuing to invade his world.

"Don't make me wait too long, okay?"

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