don't be alone anymore

*my mood*

……

The person Jian Muzi called "idiot" was obviously unaware of his injury.

Wen Yang was both puzzled and surprised.

If the finger isn't a sprain... what else could it be?

Changed by Jian Muzi to hold her right hand and walk to the hospital, Officer Wen was thinking that he would be on duty soon.

Not only will she be on the evening shift soon, but Jian Muzi should also be on the evening shift soon!

"Jian Mumu, it's the same when we come back tomorrow during the day... You and I will both be on duty later..."

Jian Muzi suddenly stopped, and turned sharply to look at Wen Yang.

Their clenched hands suddenly trembled slightly, what Wen Yang could clearly feel was...

There is also the crystal clearness hidden in Jian Muzi's slightly moving eyes.

Jian Muzi turned her face away and stopped looking at Wen Yang.

She took her mobile phone from her uniform pocket,

"Sister Ming, can I change shifts at night?"

"Okay...I see...and...can I switch to the day shift for the next few days?"

"Okay, thank you... really thank you..."

Wen Yang didn't dare to say anything.

Since she met Jian Muzi's eyes just now, she dared not speak anymore.

It's not that he doesn't have the guts to speak, but that he doesn't want to let himself affect Jian Muzi's emotions anymore.

Jane Muzi...

looks bad...

……

It wasn't until the filming results came out that Wen Yang understood why Jian Muzi paid so much attention to the injury of her little finger.

"...It turns out...it's not a sprain..."

Officer Wen suffered a comminuted fracture of the proximal end of the little finger of his left hand and needed immediate surgery.

Sitting in the consulting room, when Wen Yang hesitated how to tell Wen Guodong about this, Jian Muzi had already walked out of the consulting room.

Jian Muzi is calling Xia Liang.

The first time she asked Xia Liang, it was because she failed the other party's expectations and chose to stay in the emergency center for a year.

The second time she asked Xia Liang was because she actually needed to use Xia Liang's relationship with the dean to find the best orthopedic surgeon for Wen Yang.

If she could give Wen Yang the best, she would of course open her mouth.

She wants all the best for her.

Shun soothes his worries and makes the tension less.

……

In the past two days, Wen Guodong was in the suburbs helping a friend prepare for the opening of the restaurant.

When he arrived at the hospital, Wen Yang had already been pushed into the operating room.

Waiting at the door of the operating room was Jian Muzi who was also anxious.

Seeing Wen Guodong coming, Jian Muzi suppressed the tension in her heart, the infinite tension, pretending to be calm, and even made the corners of her lips slightly curved.

"Uncle, don't worry...it's just a minor operation..."

The words "it will be fine" were swallowed back by Jian Muzi after all.

She did not speak the words.

At this time, she suddenly thought of the "one word becomes a prophecy" that Fade Chen often talked about.

She subconsciously avoided the possibility.

A doctor who doesn't believe in ghosts, but always believes in theology and is extremely devout when dealing with Wen Yang.

"Good~good~good~"

Wen Guodong sat down on the chair at the door of the operating room when he heard this.

There was nothing else to say for a long while, only watching Jian Muzi say this sentence.

The nervousness of being a father is all reflected in the rigid face that remains unchanged for a long time.

The father has not recovered yet.

Even though Wen Yang had made it clear on the phone in person, it was just a proximal fracture of the finger, just a broken finger...

However, to a father, this was like a bolt from the blue, and it was extremely distressing.

Jian Muzi got up and went to the nearest nurse's station, and asked the nurse to pour a glass of warm water for her.

She handed the water glass to Wen Guodong's hand.

When the other party was nervous, she could only show a more indifferent state.

She is a doctor, but not like a doctor.

The extraordinary calmness and preeminence praised by colleagues and the patient's family members was just because he didn't meet anyone who cared... It was just because he didn't meet Wen Yang.

Before Wen Yang entered the operating room, she was the one who grabbed the mobile stretcher that was pushed into the operating room at the last moment.

It was she who was nostalgic and reluctant to let go of Wen Yang on the stretcher, her eyes flickered.

Those words of comfort to Wen Yang,

"Be good, I'll wait for you outside."

Where are the words of comfort, they are just to cheer yourself up.

Watching the moment the operating door closed, Jian Muzi even wanted to follow in.

At that moment, she had another thought...

Can I still ask Xia Liang to let her, an "outsider", accompany her into the operating room, even if she is not a family member of the patient.

……

Jian Muzi made the leave call to the patrol leader.

Before the operation, when Wen Yang was hesitating whether to tell the truth, Jian Muzi had already taken Wen Yang's cell phone.

Wen Yang was thinking about the troubles caused by him in the past few days, but those were not troubles in Jian Muzi's eyes, nor in the eyes of the patrol detachment leader.

Honorable police officers who were injured in the line of duty.

What's more, the seven-day leave given to Wen Yang in the previous round was honor leave.

Li Yanqing was sacrificed, but if Wen Yang hadn't been present at that time, there would have been the possibility of more innocent people bleeding and being injured.

The detachment leader directly approved Jian Muzi's request for leave, and promised on the spot that he could wait for Wen Yang to fully recover before returning to the team.

After hanging up the phone, the detachment leader urgently called Zhang Luzhi who was on duty with Wen Yang last night.

After learning about the situation, he was even more certain that Wen Yang's injury was related to the arrest suspect on the night shift.

He immediately reported the matter to Director Zheng.

The opinions of the two bureau leaders were surprisingly consistent.

Give Wen Yang a vacation, accept Wen Yang's vacation, and wait until he fully recovers before returning to the team.

They can wait, and the police department can wait for the police.

……

The operation lasted two and a half hours. After a steel nail was driven into the phalanx of the little finger of his left hand, Wen Yang was pushed out of the operating room.

She is so tired...

Not long after the anesthetic was pushed into the body, he passed out.

"The operation went well."

The director of orthopedic surgery first reported the results of the operation to Dean Xia, and then glanced at the "patient's family" behind Xia Liang.

Patients who can alarm Dean Xia and the dean's wife at the same time, or the family members of the patients...

It really has a lot of background.

While Xia Liang and Lin Yueqing expressed their gratitude to the director of orthopedic surgery, Wen Guodong and Jian Muzi followed the moving bed launched in the operating room.

Jian Muzi stretched out her hand to caress Wen Yang who was unconscious on the moving bed.

He stroked the bangs that fell on the eyelids of the other party, and stroked the moles that fell on the ears.

Police Officer Wen, who was once suspected by many people to have pierced ears, was actually just a mole that happened to grow in the center of his earlobe.

This mole, which resembles a pierced ear, is now like a cinnabar mole engraved on the heart, and landed on the heart of the person beside the bed.

……

Perhaps it was because the effect of the anesthetic was so good that the patient who had relied on sleeping pills for the past few days had a very deep sleep.

Under Jian Muzi's repeated assurances, Jian Muzi finally sent away Xia Liang and Lin Yueqing who were worried about her and Wen Yang.

Xia Zhizhou's phone call came right after.

Xia Zhizhou, who was collecting music from far away in Kyoto, bought the nearest flight back to Beicheng when he received the news from Lin Yueqing.

Because he was on the plane, Xia Zhizhou missed the call from Lin Yueqing to inform him that the operation went well.

Naturally, Xia Zhizhou wanted to hear what Jian Muzi said more than listening to Lin Yueqing or Xia Liang.

It may not be because of other reasons that their family is so interested in Wen Yang, and it may not be all because Wen Yang is a good policeman and a good boy.

The most important reason, of course, is because Jian Muzi cares about Wen Yang.

"Zhi Zhou?"

"Did the operation go well?"

Jian Muzi paused for a moment, but she didn't expect Lin Yueqing to tell Xia Zhizhou who was abroad about this.

"Well, it went well."

"I just got off the plane. It's too late, so I won't go to see Officer Wen today."

Jian Muzi paused for another moment, but she didn't expect Xia Zhizhou to go back to Beicheng just because of a phone call.

"...Zhi Zhou..."

"Okay, Xiao Mu, good night first."

Xia Zhizhou... It's not that he doesn't want to hear some words of thanks from Jian Muzi.

In the beginning, when Jian Muzi first arrived at Xia's house, she listened to a lot.

later……

Probably since she went to the United States, Jian Muzi seldom said words of thanks to her.

Sometimes, Xia Zhizhou felt that this was the recognition and change in Jian Muzi's heart.

After admitting that she is her younger sister, she doesn't want to be overly polite.

Although there will be times when she wants to hear Jian Muzi call her "sister", but she also likes Jian Muzi calling her "Zhi Zhou".

My sister's "Zhi Zhou", a very gentle "Zhi Zhou".

Sitting in the family car, Xia Zhizhou realized something after a while.

Wen Yang is in his sister's heart, it seems...

It's not as important as it was the last time we met.

So far, there is only one person who can get my sister out of the principal's relationship.

Maybe in the future, it will always be like this.

……

After Wen Yang left the operating room smoothly, Wen Guodong still had no place to rest his fears.

He must keep watch tonight.

Jian Muzi could understand Wen Guodong's fear very well, after all, she herself could not calm down after Wen Yang's operation went well.

Seeing that the sky was already dark, Jian Muzi explained to Wen Guodong that she didn't have to go home to rest, and it was humane.

In particular, she searched for the right-handed words that Wen Yang used to say, and said a reason that made Wen Guodong believe it for the time being.

They are great friends.

Wen Guodong knew that Jian Muzi was a good friend of his daughter.

It's so good that the daughter once brought the other party back home, and it's so good that the other party also brought the daughter back home.

On the bed accompanied by the patient's family, Jian Muzi made a small fuss and gave it to Wen Guodong.

She made Wen Guodong believe in Dr. Jian, who was valued by the director of a hospital, and she made him think that because of the director, Dr. Jian would get another family member to accompany the bed.

Wen Guodong, who had been worried and frightened for a long time, touched the bed, and gradually fell asleep with his side facing the direction of his daughter's hospital bed.

Jian Muzi moved the chair beside the sofa to the hospital bed, closer to Wen Yang.

She put down the magazine she borrowed from the nurse's station at some point in her hand.

Things that pass the time are just for show.

She got up and stood beside Wen Yang's injured left hand on the bed, staring at the immobilized and gauze-wrapped left hand...

He stretched out his hand to caress, very gently and gently.

She returned to the right hand where the drip was being administered and slowed down the drip.

slower.

Because Wen Yang was still young, the drip speed was adjusted to medium speed after entering the ward, and now Dr. Jian adjusted it to slow speed.

Such a speed can only happen in the drip tube of the elderly.

She held Wen Yang's little finger of her right hand drooping on the side of the bed, and only then did she dare to let Wen Yang's fearful tears fall all day.

……

You stupid!

stupid enough to...

But it's my biggest concern...

The most beating of all...

……