Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
The glorious deeds of Wu Siqi and Wei Dayong suddenly became the hottest news among medical students during the entire summer vacation.
There were even Tieba guys who gave Wu Siqi and Wei Dayong two nicknames respectively:
Kikubo sister and Aiju brother.
Following this enthusiasm, students from the Department of Cardiology, School of Surgery, University of Medical Sciences seemed to have made an appointment.
On the third day when Wu Siqi was hospitalized, she carried a flower basket and used the excuse to express condolences to her classmates to see if the pictures circulated on the school’s post forums and Moments were true to their originality.
As a result, as soon as the group entered the door, they met the doctor who routinely read out the patient's condition:
"Patient Wu Siqi, after treatment and hemostasis of your acute anal fissure, there is no risk of it opening and bleeding again."
"But you still need to stay in the hospital for three days of observation and change the medicine several times before you can go through the discharge procedures."
After saying that, the attending doctor in a white coat turned and left gracefully. When he went out, he also said hello to the students standing at the door:
"Are you here to visit this patient Wu Siqi?"
"Her condition is now stable, so you don't have to worry too much."
Watching the attending doctor walk back to the office, excited faces appeared on the faces of the group carrying flower baskets.
It's as if they are saying: "Fuck! Really!"
Two minutes later.
"You guys get out!"
"Who asked you to come see me!"
Wu Siqi, who had finally been quiet for two days in the whirlpool of social death, was looked at with playful eyes by the classmates who suddenly came to offer condolences, and immediately drove them away with a roar.
"WTF."
"I came to visit out of kindness, but I don't appreciate it."
"Let's go, let's go, it's confirmed to be true. Go back and post the deeds of these two people in the group."
"Come on, come on, sister Jubao, brother Aiju, goodbye!"
"..."
Everyone either cursed secretly or walked out of the ward laughing.
Only the livid Wu Siqi and the green Wei Dayong were left glaring at each other.
Afterwards, a scolding war started in the ward:
"Wei, when I get better, the first thing I will do is break up with you!"
"Let's break up. I'm afraid of you? It's already embarrassing enough anyway. I don't want to be around you for a minute anymore!"
"Leave now if you dare! If you leave, don't come back!"
"What the hell! Do you think I dare not leave?! I am paying your medical expenses. You can ask your family to take care of you. I don't care!"
"Wei Dayong, you heartless person!!"
With the sound of "Bang!" a door closed.
The angry Wei Dayong walked straight downstairs.
In the ward.
After calming down, Wu Siqi looked at the pile of banknotes on the bedside and felt like crying.
...
Time flies very quickly, and with the advent of the scorching heat, Su Qingyu and Mu Hanyan have been on their internship trip at the affiliated hospital for more than half a month.
During this time.
Whether it was Dr. Liu Zitao who took care of them, or the patients who occasionally asked their interns to help treat patients.
Mu Hanyan was very poor in dealing with others.
Logically speaking, everyone knows that the campus beauty of MuDa has a cold personality.
But this kind of aloof character, who is cold and unwilling to speak at work, is very unpopular.
Two patients even complained after being treated by Mu Hanyan, saying that although the doctor had good medical skills, his attitude was cold and affected the patients' emotions.
Although Mu Hanyan showed no concern when Dr. Liu Zitao pointed out these problems.
But the attentive Su Qingyu still saw the apologetic look in Mu Hanyan's eyes.
"Sister, maybe I feel a little uncomfortable that I am holding back the department."
"Since she has this kind of mood, it means that she doesn't behave so coldly in her dealings with others."
"What's the force majeure?"
Su Qingyu analyzed in her heart and realized that Mu Hanyan might not just have a cold personality.
There is a detailed article on the inquiring passive skill that the system rewards her with.
This kind of indifference towards others and cold handling of things, which affects normal work and life, is likely to be a mental illness called "autism".
I secretly noted this in my mind.
After changing clothes after get off work that day.
Mu Hanyan, wearing a black dress, was ready to go home.
At this time, Su Qingyu jumped forward and took Mu Hanyan's arm:
"Sister, I haven't been to your house to cook for three days. Do you miss my cooking?"
"Crayfish are on the market recently. Can I go to your house to make spicy crayfish for you to eat?"
Mu Hanyan's body was stagnant as he was about to move forward, his beautiful eyes blinked twice, and he replied in a cold tone:
"I'm not interested. You can go home and do it yourself."
Although she refused, she also contributed the largest vocabulary today to Su Qingyu.
Recalling that Mu Hanyan in front of me half a month ago was still talking a little more.
Su Qingyu felt that the condition of Sister Lengyan in front of her seemed to have worsened a little.
So she shook Mu Hanyan's arm reluctantly:
"Then change to something lighter."
"Let's eat beef noodles today."
"Come with me to the vegetable market later to cut some beef."
"When the time comes, go back and I'll feed you something to eat."
Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes at Su Qingyu speechlessly, and turned around and walked towards the vegetable market, acquiescing to Su Qingyu's proposal.
Seeing that Mu Hanyan agreed, Su Qingyu hurriedly followed him to the vegetable market.
...
Two hours later.
The two women, who had already eaten beef noodles on the coffee table in the living room, sat opposite each other.
"Sister, do you feel that your mood has become lower in the past few days?"
"Or to put it another way, you are not very interested in anything in the world?"
The chopsticks between Mu Hanyan's noodles suddenly stopped in the air, and he replied in a calm tone:
"No."
Su Qing stood up and moved Mu Hanyan's half-eaten beef noodle bowl. For the first time, her almond-shaped eyes showed an aggressive emotion, and she asked aggressively:
"You didn't tell me the truth. There's obviously something wrong with your recent mood!"
Mu Hanyan raised her eyebrows, stood up, grabbed Su Qingyu's collar, and wanted to make a move.
"You fight!"
"I just want to poke the pain in your heart!"
"That way you'll tell me the truth!"
"As long as you're willing to speak up, it's worth getting beaten by you!"
There was no fear in Su Qingyu's eyes, and she still looked firmly at Mu Hanyan's angry eyes.
"sieve--"
Mu Hanyan's arm holding Su Qingyu's collar fell weakly.
The violence in her eyes quickly receded like a tide, and then she sat back on the sofa in a daze.
"sorry."
Mu Hanyan said slightly helplessly,
"I didn't mean to do it, but I just can't control myself lately."
"Being depressed all the time and not interested in anything."
"Except being slightly better with you."
Seeing that Mu Hanyan finally opened her heart to him, Su Qingyu thought to himself that Yi Shucheng would not deceive me. When dealing with mental illness, extreme words must be used to be effective.
However, she naturally also knew that her relationship with Mu Hanyan was not so strange that she could succeed.
Otherwise, if an ordinary psychiatrist talked to Mu Hanyan like this, he would have been kicked downstairs long ago.
"Sister, tell me, how long has this world-weariness lasted?"
Su Qingyu changed her previous smiling style and asked with a serious face.
