MTL - She is the Third Kind of Stunning-Chapter 10 Psychiatry

"I studied acting, how could I have studied medicine? But my parents are both doctors. I grew up in the family building of the hospital. Visiting the hospital is like visiting the back garden of my own home."

Still a half-truth.

Lu Yinxi is fortunate that he is an actor, and his acting skills and on-the-spot reactions are better than ordinary people.

"Which subject?"

"Dad used to be in the medical oncology department, and my mother was in the cardiothoracic surgery department."

Jane raised her eyebrows lightly: "Before?"

She is always so sharp and can grasp a lot of details.

Lu Yinxi said calmly: "My father died in the post when I was 5 years old, and my grandmother and my mother raised me up."

There was nothing sad in the tone.

The sadness has long been diluted by time, and no redundant emotions can be derived.

Jian Qing nodded and continued to ask, "Why didn't you study medicine?"

"If you persuade people to study medicine, you will be struck by lightning." Lu Yinxi prevaricated with clichés.

"It would be better to have parents to pave the way."

"It should be, the second generation of doctors, there will be more medical resources around." Lu Yinxi replied vaguely.

The road will indeed be much easier.

After being admitted to the medical school where her parents are, Lu Yinxi can go to the hospital as an intern. She can choose any department at will. Almost all the directors and head nurses in the department recognize her and will take care of her for the sake of her parents.

Some interns have not even touched the operating table. After being taught by the director for a week, she was directly sent to the operating room for observation.

If there is anything she doesn't know in class, after class, she can go directly to the subordinate building and knock on the director's door for advice.

Surgery relies on teamwork. She is left-handed and subconsciously uses her left hand. It is somewhat inconvenient to operate, so she gave up surgery early and chose the internal medicine system as her career development direction.

She is extremely familiar with the medical system, every step is ahead of her peers, grade points, mentors, scientific research, career planning... every step is perfect.

If it weren't for the incident during the summer vacation of her sophomore year, Jian Qing today would almost be her future.

Lu Yinxi stopped to recall, and asked Jian Qing: "What about you, why did you study medicine and why did you choose cancer?"

Jane said calmly: "Study medicine is stable, the money in the oncology department is not bad, there are few disputes between doctors and patients, and it is easy to publish papers."

One word made Lu Yinxi laugh.

Without lofty ideals and beliefs, without the feelings of saving lives and healing the wounded, tacky answers are also the most true thoughts of most doctors.

Malignant tumor (cancer) is called "terminally ill" in the folk.

Patients and family members who step into the oncology ward have certain psychological expectations about the disease, and will not criticize anything harshly, and will even hold on to the doctor as a life-saving straw.

Therefore, there are relatively few disputes between doctors and patients in the oncology department.

Tumor is a research hotspot in the medical field, and SCI is relatively easy to initiate.

With more money and less work, it is easy to publish papers, and everyone squeezes in. Correspondingly, the entry barrier is high. The top three oncology departments in the region start with the lowest doctorate, and they have to produce papers to prove their scientific research capabilities.

Jian Qing asked Lu Yinxi again: "Why learn acting?"

Lu Yinxi tapped his head to recall.

Everyone in her family is pretty.

Her mother, Gu Mingyu, who walked out of the mountains, was the only college student in that village at that time, with good brains and good looks.

Walking on the street when she was in college, some scouts stuffed her business cards, saying they wanted to make her a star, but Gu Mingyu held on to her medical books and did not let go, determined to practice medicine.

Her father, Lu Ming, was born in an artistic family. His ancestors were all musicians and dancers, but they all worked in traditional arts such as opera, dance, and music, and did not learn acting.

In Lu Ming's generation, Lu Ming abandoned literature to pursue medicine, and had nothing to do with art.

When Lu Yinxi was a freshman, a crew used the hospital venue to film a medical drama. She passed by to watch, and the assistant director saw her outstanding appearance, so he pulled her to play a cameo.

Just a crying scene, a few minutes of footage.

She is used to seeing the tears of patients and family members in the hospital, and she can act with ease. She is highly contagious, and she is not shy of the camera. She is full of aura. The director praised her as a patriarch to enjoy the meal, and asked if she would sign with his company and change careers as an actor .

That year, Lu Yinxi, like Gu Mingyu, was unwavering in his practice of medicine, and smiled and waved his hand to refuse.

Later, she could no longer practice medicine, dropped out of school, and went north alone with her luggage. She visited the company several times before signing a contract.

Deer Yinxi did not mention the ups and downs in the past, but only smiled and answered Jian Qing: "Because a person's life is very short, I hope to leave something in this world, whether it is songs, TV, or movies. Prove that I have come to this world."

Jian Qing pinched the ice leaf and commented: "You literary and art workers speak very artistically."

Lu Yinxi smiled gently: "Doctor Jian, you have left something in this world by doing scientific research. We have something in common."

We have been together for more than half a month, and until today, she is willing to take the initiative to open her heart, treat the person in front of her as a new friend, inquire about and share each other's past lives, and find some common ground.

Jian Qing didn't want to talk too much about herself, so she changed the subject: "Tell me about your mother."

"She's an excellent surgeon."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Gu Mingyu is an excellent surgeon.

But surgery is almost dominated by men. If women want to stay in surgery and climb to the top, they are doomed to face more challenges and doubts, pay more prices, and abandon more.

Lu Yinxi was the one who was abandoned.

When her father Lu Ming was alive, Lu Ming was responsible for taking care of her eating and drinking. When Lu Ming passed away, she was sent to the countryside to be raised by her grandmother.

When she was 10 years old, her grandmother also passed away, so Gu Mingyu reluctantly brought her to her side to raise her.

Gu Mingyu hardly ever stays at home, and Lu Yinxi doesn't care about her either.

Lu Yinxi: "I can talk to you about my grandma."

Jian Qing: "Say."

Lu Yinxi: "Coincidentally, it's related to your major. She died of lung cancer. She had been coughing for a while, and I cried and wanted to take her to the hospital. She refused to go, thinking it was a minor illness." , It doesn’t matter, it will pass after a while. I told my mother on the phone to ask her to come back to take my grandma to see a doctor, but she was busy with work and didn’t come back. In the end, she dragged off the treatment until the late stage.”

On the day her grandmother passed away, she slumped on the muddy floor of the yard, holding a jar of pocket money that she wanted to use for her grandmother's medical treatment, crying heartbreakingly. Gu Mingyu arrived so late that she didn't even see her mother for the last time.

Since then, Lu Yinxi and Gu Mingyu have been separated, and the relationship between mother and daughter is very cold.

Lu Yinxi frowned suddenly: "Hey, didn't you say you're going to be late?"

Jian Qing lowered his head and kicked the snow beside his feet, without saying a word.

In fact, there are still twenty minutes before class.

"Are you kidding me again?"

After realizing that she was deceived, Lu Yinxi snorted twice, grabbed Jian Qing's hand, snatched the ice leaf from her hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it crunchy.

"I'll eat it, I won't give it to you."

"Don't you think it's ice?" Jian Qing squeezed Lu Yinxi's chin, trying to open it to have a look, but Lu Yinxi broke away with a smile.

Laughing and making noise, Lu Yinxi suddenly realized that this was like a young couple strolling, chatting and flirting on campus.

Feeling awkward and numb in his heart, a very strange feeling, Lu Yinxi pursed his lips, stopped smiling, and looked away unnaturally, his ears hidden under the black hair were faintly red.

The students were still in class, and the huge campus was completely white, with few people in sight.

She and Jian Qing walked in the quiet campus, talking softly, Jian Qing remained silent most of the time, as quiet as the thin snow on the branches, forming a beautiful painting with the sky and the earth.

At a certain moment, Lu Yinxi turned his head to look at Jian Qing, and Jian Qing just turned his head to look at her.

Their eyes intertwined, they stared at each other silently for two seconds, and then looked away tacitly at the same time.

The silence speaks.

Lu Yinxi silently recalled each other's gaze in his heart.

In the world of ice, snow and glass, and there is no snow at this time, she seems to be holding a small red clay stove. From the inside to the outside, it is warm and warm, melting a pool of frost and snow.

A doctor who has been clinically honed for a long time takes off his white coat and stands on the podium with a calm aura and is used to restraining his emotions, so he will give people a slight sense of alienation.

Lu Yinxi sat in the last row, propped his head to look at Jian Qing on the podium, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing he was.

I just couldn't understand what she was saying.

In the English class, the teaching materials and PPT are all in English, and the teachers also use English in class.

Lu Yinxi's English listening and speaking skills are not bad, but he has lost a lot of basic medical knowledge. He knows every word, and he can't understand a sentence when he puts it together.

I can only survive the sleepiness by admiring the beauty of the teacher on the podium.

Many students in the back row thought the same as her, yawned so sleepy, and had to support their heads to watch the teacher, and some took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

After class, the students rushed forward, surrounded Jian Qing, blinking and acting cute.

"Teacher, teacher draw a key point for us."

"Teacher, can you give me the scope of a big question?"

It's the last month of the semester, the last class of this semester, and students are pestering me to focus.

Jian Qing took a sip of warm water slowly, and prevaricated: "Will the patient get sick according to the key point?"

The students called "teacher", "teacher", "teacher" in one voice.

Jian Qing: "I have emphasized the important points in class, and students who listen carefully should know." After finishing speaking, ignore it, take the handout, and leave the classroom.

Lu Yinxi stood at the door, staring at the bushes in the flower bed in a daze.

Jian Qing walked over and flicked her forehead lightly: "Go back to the hospital."

Go back to the hospital and go back to the hospital, what are you doing when you knock your head?

Lu Yinxi rubbed his head, but he was good-tempered and didn't curse in his heart.

The hospital and the new campus of the school are only separated by a wall. Walk out of the teaching building and walk a few hundred meters, and you will pass through a gate to the hospital.

Instead of taking her back to the oncology department, Jian Qing took her to the EKG room, EEG room, and imaging department for some examinations.

During off-duty hours, there were not many patients, so Jian Qing made a phone call, and the test results came out soon.

everything is normal.

Lu Yinxi was a little confused, so: "I don't have any discomfort recently... Chinese New Year is coming soon, do you want to arrange a year-end physical examination for me?"

Is it the benefits of the canary position?

Jian Qing rubbed her head to appease her anxiety, then took her hand and took the staff elevator to the 16th floor of the internal medicine building.

There is no floor diagram of the department in the staff elevator, and Lu Yinxi doesn't know which department is on the 16th floor. He feels more and more uneasy, and always feels like a monster who was abducted by a demon master to seal the demon tower.

"Doctor Jane, where are you taking me?"

Jian Qing took her hand and said calmly, "Go and ask some questions."

Lu Yinxi looked down at the interlocking hands of the two, feeling delicate, and didn't ask any more questions.

Fingers clasped, palms together.

The unfamiliar touch disturbed Lu Yinxi's thoughts. She couldn't help recalling the feeling of holding hands with relatives and friends in the past, and compared it with the current feeling, and felt a subtle difference.

Holding hands with relatives and friends, she doesn't think too much, and intertwining Jian Qing's fingers, her mind seems to be tied with a thousand twists and turns, twists and turns, and she can't figure it out clearly.

She took the opportunity to eat some tofu—sneaking at the back of Jian Qing's hand.

It's not as smooth as my own. There were a few cracks from the frost before, but it's better now, but it's still a little rough to the touch. It's icy and cool, and it must be very comfortable to hold in the summer.

Get out of the elevator, turn a few corners, and arrive at an office.

Jian Qing pulled Lu Yinxi in and pressed him on the seat.

"Director, the acquaintance I talked to you on the phone just went for some tests, and they are all normal, and organic diseases can basically be ruled out."

The chief physician in front of him was kind and amiable, Lu Yinxi nodded politely, looked at him for a few seconds, moved his eyes down, saw the words on his badge clearly, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and finally realized the problem.

She stood up and almost slapped the table.

This is his grandfather's department of psychiatry!