August 25, too far away, Xiyangshi Street, Army General Hospital.
Xu San rolled over and sat up from the bed, picked up the shirt he had put aside and put it on his naked upper body.
He didn't fasten the buttons, but got out of bed, put on his shoes, strolled up to Hua Zejin, who was sorting out the cases, gently pressed his hands on his shoulders, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaojin."
Hua Zejin did not speak, but was writing the case seriously.
After a few minutes, she stopped writing, "No problem, your illness should be completely cured."
"Completely healed? Xiaojin, don't you want to treat me any more? You still don't want to see me anymore." Xu San said sadly.
Hua Zejin did not answer Xu San's words, but said seriously, "There is no problem in the current examination, but you cannot take it lightly. It is necessary to come for physical examination regularly."
"Scheduled? Is it every day?" Xu San asked.
"One month." Hua Zejin said lightly.
"A month? Isn't it too long? What should I do if I find that I feel unwell?" Xu San spoke softly, with a little ambiguity, and at the same time, the hand on his shoulder slowly slid down, trying to move towards Peak climb.
But
His hand only moved a little before it was pinched by Hua Zejin. With a slight flip, Xu San felt a force coming from his wrist. Although the force was not strong, it cleverly destroyed his center.
With a stagger, Xu San rushed forward.
Hua Zejin let go and left the chair.
"Bang~"
Immediately, Xu San's head hit the table with a "bang" sound.
Xu San covered his head with an aggrieved look on his face, stared at Hua Zejin with tears in his eyes, and said with a bit of crying, "You bullied me."
Hua Zejin glanced at him calmly, then slowly walked to the window and opened it.
A breeze blew in slowly, gently caressing her cheek with the fragrance of grass, trees and flowers.
The white curtains swayed in the wind, scratching her fair skin.
Hua Zejin smiled, a faint smile like a lily in the wind, narrating a touching story.
The smile flashed away, and Hua Zejin regained his calm expression again, turned to look at the poor Xu San, "It's okay, you go out first, I have other patients."
Xu San, who was ordered to be expelled, did not move, but reached out and picked up another thick medical case book.
Hua Zejin wanted to stop it, but Xu San had already opened the case in hand.
"Dong Jinbao? Is that the bomb maniac?" Xu San asked, flipping through the medical records.
"Yeah!" Hua Zejin replied casually.
Flipping through the medical records, Xu San found that he couldn't understand most of them, but he still flipped through them carefully and memorized them carefully.
Dong Jinbao is Shen Chunliang. Judging from the medical records, his condition is not very good.
He spends most of his time in a coma, and even when he is awake, he talks nonsense and doesn't match his words.
Because the electroencephalogram machine was damaged by Xu San, Shen Chunliang's final condition cannot be finally diagnosed.
"When will the surgery be performed?" Xu San asked the question he was most concerned about directly.
"Tomorrow!" Hua Zejin said calmly, reaching out to grab the case in Xu San's hand, and put it on the medical record shelf again. After placing the medical records, Xu San, who was careful, noticed that there was a trace of slight trace on her face. Unsearchable sadness.
"Are you unsure about the surgery?" Xu San asked.
Hua Zejin didn't speak, but judging from her almost still movements, this operation was not particularly difficult.
Xu San was in a very complicated mood at the moment, as uneasy as those relatives facing the surgeon.
Shen Chunliang is his comrade. Although he has only met a few times, Xu San feels that this revolutionary comrade is like his big brother.
Putting down his impetuous and anxious heart, Xu San said to Hua Zejin with a smile that seemed like a joke, "Tell me, maybe I can help you? Don't forget, I am a master of swordsmanship, too. I play with knives, and my size is relatively large."
"Craniotomy is no joke!" Hua Zejin said seriously.
"I know!" Xu San also changed his face to a serious one, "You have to have confidence in yourself."
Hua Zejin adjusted her breathing slightly, calmed her mood, and then said leisurely, "I have confidence in myself, but... I don't have a suitable assistant."
Hua Zejin herself didn't know why, but she was able to express her dilemma when facing Xu San.
She graduated from a prestigious university and has strong medical skills, but she is a woman.
In this era, women's social status was low, and because she was a Japanese woman, her status was even lower.
Although her colleagues would not embarrass her due to some reasons, those men still ostracized her as a woman. For example, during this craniotomy, the originally scheduled first and second assistants suddenly took sick leave. A discerning person would know at a glance that this was a conspiracy against her.
Xu San's heart skipped a beat after hearing Hua Zejin's words. At the same time, he also realized that Hua Zejin's statement that there was no suitable assistant might be a trick in the internal competition within the hospital.
"Has it been targeted?" Xu San asked tentatively.
Hua Zejin didn't speak, but Xu San could clearly feel that her breathing had begun to become disordered.
"Where's Nanako? Can't she be your assistant?" Xu San continued to ask.
"She is still an intern, such a big operation..." Hua Zejin was very reserved and did not finish the sentence.
The atmosphere in the office was a bit depressing. In order to relieve it, Xu San said half-jokingly, "I can pull the hook, and I can also play the role of the one who gets scolded during the operation."
"Craniotomy is not a thoracic surgery, so there is no need for a retractor." Hua Zejin rolled his eyes at Xu San.
"Let Nanako try Isuke. He's new here and he probably hasn't been exposed to complicated interpersonal relationships yet. You two just need to get used to each other a little bit." Xu San tried to give a pertinent suggestion.
Hua Zejin nodded slightly, seeming to have adopted Xu San's suggestion.
"That's right, relax! I believe in you. When the operation is successful, I will definitely write a report to praise your medical skills to the sky!" Xu San opened his arms with a hearty smile and tried to hug Hua Zejin. In my arms.
Hua Zejin stepped aside and let Xu San hug him. "I just hope the operation will be successful!"
"Is it pressure from the military?" Xu San asked.
"Treating diseases and saving lives has nothing to do with the military."
After Hua Zejin finished speaking, she picked up the case of "Dong Jinbao" again. After reading it quickly, she stared at Xu San and asked, "Do you really want to be the second assistant?"
Xu San's eyes twitched and he thought, "Sister, what I just said was all nonsense. I only said it to comfort you and cheer you up. You don't really take it seriously, do you?" (End of Chapter)
