MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 6

Chapter Six

He knows that after the hardships have passed, he changed his clothes into the bedroom and decided to go out. The pot of orchids was wrapped tightly into his arms.

The winter in the north is dry and cold, and there is wind. He Zhishu put on his thickest down jacket and spent more than 80 yuan to take a taxi to the hospital.

Ai Ziyu only looked at a round, white ball and knocked on the door of the office. He didn't feel funny until he saw the man pull the scarf down to reveal a thin, pale face.

"Mr. Ai." He Zhishu's gentle and Ai Ziyu first greeted him.

Ai Ziyu was busy pouring a cup of hot water to him. When he passed it, he touched the cold fingertips of He Zhishu: "So cold days come to take medicine?"

"By the way," He Zhishu smiled and let Ai Ziyu see the potted flower: "Take your house back."

Ai Ziyu and He Zhishu have known each other for two months. They are very familiar, but He Zhishu is still the first time to chat with Ai Ziyu in this joke.

Ai Ziyu was undecided, and the slender fingers pulled the leaves of the orchids. "Isn’t it a potted flower? But if you think it’s squeaky, wait someday, I’m looking for something from my dad to raise it for you. ""

He knows that he doesn't want to talk deeply. He doesn't have the heart to make friends. He only smiles weakly and then pulls back to the topic: "This morning, I vomited again, vomiting some blood. And when I was young, I was filled with stomach bleeding. Not the same, today I spit and I just felt like I was vomiting the rest of the time."

"I have advised you to hurry for chemotherapy..." Ai Ziyu frowned, sitting at the desk and turning the pen. Anyone who knew him knew that this was his unconscious behavior when he was upset: "Do you say that you are not thirty?" How old is it? You are not like a lack of money. Is there anything you can't do with yourself?"

"I am thinking about it." He Zhishu sighed tiredly.

"You have to think about it two months ago. Do you still want to take the medicine for the first time?"

He knows not to talk more, drink half a cup of water and warm: "Is the medicine here? I am not comfortable."

"You don't give me medicine without chemotherapy." Ai Ziyu doesn't know how to move: "I asked you about bone marrow. You can't help you when you don't take your body seriously!" ”

He Zhishu has some warmth in his heart, and he really laughs a lot: "If the doctors are like you, I don't believe there is any contradiction between doctors and patients."

"Oh, don't give me a hat." Ai Ziyu stood up and took off the white coat: "I am off duty in the afternoon, and I am going to take the medicine with you now. It is time to change the medicine. I am too lazy to open the order."

"It's a good way." He Zhishu watched Ai Ziyu put on a long trench coat: "It's cold outside."

Ai Ziyu ignored him and took the medicine with He Zhishu. He Zhishu said that he wanted to leave and was stopped: "I will send you back, this day is not good for a taxi."

He Zhishu shirked but promised, he really did not wind.

After reading Ai Ziyu's car He Zhishu, I felt that this doctor is really not simple. The Ferrari opened is not low-key, and he is willing to spend more than Jiang Wenxu.

"I didn't like to hear what others said when I was a child. I always praised my long face." Xing is out of the working environment. Ai Ziyu also opened some of it. There are still some youthful charms in the eyebrows. Vigorous.

He Zhishu looked at the window and whispered for a long time: "I also wanted to be a doctor, and I volunteered to fill out three medical colleges..."

"Looking at the list?"

"I didn't take the test." He Zhishu's eyes were empty, and the empty ones made people feel worried: "There was a night of dreams, and I often woke up and woke up. I didn't feel sorry for it, but it was always like this."

Ai Ziyu is very suitable to be a friend. Just like now, he doesn’t say much about his words. It’s quite a few minutes of quiet and easy to say: “The location of your home is really good, you may not go to school. It’s still right, if I don’t want to give me down, some of them are waiting for me.”

He Zhishu only smiled and stopped talking. Finally, Ai Ziyu parked the car at the door of the community.

"Thank you, Dr. Ai, please come to dinner if you have time."

"Get it, do you want me to treat you with empty space?" Ai Ziyu has quite a few styles of Jingcheng Xiaoye, and Beijing is comfortable.

He Zhishu waved his hand and drove him away. When he finished the scarf and wanted to get into the community, he saw Jiang Wenxu’s car on the roadside.