My Little Happiness

"Haha," Zhong Zhengan laughed twice, "You have a tacit understanding! Haha, you go on, go on, I'll go to bed first." After that, he prepared to apply oil on his feet to escape from the battlefield. Who knew Wen Shaoqing suddenly stopped crying he.

"By the way, you reminded me just now. I am a teacher of human beings and an engineer of human souls. I ca n’t control your flesh. First of all, I want to separate your soul and flesh. Let me think about which one to use first. "It's better to use a knife ..." Wen Shaoqing said while glancing at Zhong Zhen. "It's not good to move the knife, it's too bloody. It's still a torture of both body and spirit. It will automatically separate after a long time of torture."

Zhong Zhen planted his head into the sofa with a hard face, and simply broke the jar, and groaned babblingly.

Cong Rong looked at it blankly for a while, and later feared that she really started to be heavy. Just now she wasn't serious, so she looked at Wen Shaoqing.

Wen Shaoqing was clear, glanced at Zhong Zhen, and gave the answer, "Pretend."

Zhong Zhen was not convinced. "I didn't hit you again. Why did you say I pretended?"

Wen Shaoqing's lips twitched a faint smile, "They are all studying medicine, who can't pretend to be able to hide it? Interesting?"

After listening to this, Zhong Zhen felt that it was boring to pretend to be a veteran old fox. He simply stopped pretending to do it. He felt his forehead when he did it, and said pitifully to Cong Rong: "But my headache is real. Sister. "

Cong Rong was unmoved and didn't even look at him.

Zhong Zhen tossed for a while, and he felt bored when he did n’t take care of him. He knew a little mirror from somewhere and took a picture of his face for a long time. "Sister, look at my face, will you have scars? Ah? Will I break my face? "

Zhong Zhen has a long baby face, and has fine skin and tender meat, which makes the scratches particularly obvious. He looked worriedly in the mirror and said: "I will go to the plastic surgery department to find Dr. Shen and ask for a few boxes of ointment for scar removal."

Cong Rong was speechless by him, and directly made a big move, "Okay, didn't you quarrel some time ago to buy a camera? I bought it for you, don't read it anymore."

"Really?" Zhong Zhen didn't care about his face anymore. He threw a mirror and happily turned his head to look at Cong Rong. "Cousin, if I was beaten every day, would you buy me every day?"

Cong Rong stroked her forehead, and this time she had a headache, "Shut up!"

After finishing Zhong Zhen, Cong Rong remembered that the notebook and the recording pen were still placed in the study room of Wen Shaoqing's house. After she took it back, she found that the recording pen had never been turned off.

She clearly pressed the power button before, not knowing why it was not turned off.

She pressed the play button, and soon his clear and low voice came out. Listening to his voice made her feel like a world away. At that time, she wore headphones to watch the game video he explained many times. The sound in the video was obviously processed by the voice changer, but the sound in the memory suddenly became his original sound.

Cong Rong suddenly turned off the recording pen and shook her head in an attempt to shake that voice out of her head. She must have been stimulated today, or wash and go to bed early.

She just received Wen Shaoqing's WeChat when she lay down on the bed.

"I'm going to the hospital early to deal with things tomorrow, I can't cook breakfast for you."

Cong Rong went back and forth to edit and deleted for a long time, and finally only responded with a word of "good".

Yesterday Wen Shaoqing specifically told the students not to look at their mobile phones because they were afraid that certain comments on the Internet would affect them. Now that the Internet is so developed, it may not be long before the accident happened yesterday, and the news will spread. The pressure of public opinion can be imagined. He didn't watch it by himself last night and turned off his phone very early. I arrived at the hospital early today, changed my clothes and sat in the office before turning on the phone and starting to watch related news.

Browsing through them one by one, the discussion among netizens is in full swing, but he is still feeling calm.

Wen Shaoqing looked at it for a long time, and when he looked up, he saw Chen Chu standing in front of him and watching him smile.

Wen Shaoqing also laughed, "What do they say?"

Chen Tuo pulled a chair and sat next to Wen Shaoqing with relief and said: "What else can you say, the young female doctors and nurses were already infatuated with minis, which is even more terrible, and what to say about **** boys It ’s up to the comrades of the People ’s Liberation Army. How brave Professor Wen is, whether Professor Wen is in the sky or not, Professor Wen Kewen can write articles, Wu Ke raises swords to fight doctors. Do n’t worry, we all support you. Those yesterday The doctor went to the emergency department to deal with the wound. The doctors and nurses in the emergency department gave special care, and ignored them, leaving them dry. "

Wen Shaoqing couldn't help laughing, "This is not good? Will you be complained?"

Chen Tuo rarely observes the rules. "If you are afraid of anything, it's all wounds that can't die. It's them who should be afraid. It's better not to get sick in the future, to see which hospital dare to take it."

The two were talking vigorously, and suddenly felt the atmosphere was wrong, and as soon as they turned their heads, they saw the director standing behind them. The director frowned tightly and looked at Wen Shaoqing, and then opened his mouth to Chen Chu: "After a while, the room check will come later, and everyone will come to my office when they are all together."

During the meeting, the person who participated in the fight yesterday was naturally scolded by the director for a dog blood sprinkler. Wen Shaoqing, the chief offender, didn't scold him in the face, so he arrested several interns and students and scolded him. Wen Shaoqing couldn't hear it anymore and interrupted him with a cough. "Director, don't curse a little. You can't just look in front of your eyes. You have to think about it later. When you need to see a doctor in a few years, it's exactly When their group of children grows into pillars, when you look for them to see a doctor, are you afraid of dying them? "

The director twitched, "You all go out first, Wen Shaoqing stays."

The director of the truth that the law does not blame the public naturally understands. He glared at Wen Shaoqing for a long time, "Yesterday did you incite them to fight back?"

Wen Shaoqing nodded frankly, "Yeah."

The director was spitting blood with his attitude, "Do you know what the consequences of doing so ?! Do you know that the media and reporters went to the dean's office yesterday!"

Wen Shaoqing shook his head, "I don't know."

"You ..." The director stared at Wen Shaoqing again for a while, "First stop working and go home for two days to rest, write a check!"

Wen Shaoqing has been training with low eyebrows and eyes. After hearing this, he looked up and asked, "How long are two days?"

The director thought about it, "At least one month! It will be determined according to the specific situation!"

Wen Shaoqing nodded and said nothing more.

The two were silent, and someone knocked on the door, "Dr. Wen, the dean asked you to go to his office."

Wen Shaoqing nodded, "Director, shall I go?"

The director waved anxiously, "Go and go!"

Ten minutes later, Wen Shaoqing stood in the dean ’s office and watched the dean sigh in a circle in front of him, "You say you, what do you ask me to do with you ?!"

Wen Shaoqing's face was calm, "whatever you want to deal with."

The dean ’s brows frowned into a deep "chuan", "Then how can I see your grandpa in the future? How can I meet your father in the future? And your mother, my brother and sister in the same class ! What if you let me take you ?! "

Wen Shaoqing turned off the machine last night, regardless of his views on the outside world, but the Dean was right, he really could not ignore the elders at home. He eased his breath and said, "Trouble you."

The Dean worried that the Wen family behind him had such a thing on his site. He was not good at explaining to the Wen family, not to mention Wen Shaoqing's good attitude at the moment, he was even more embarrassed. He bitterly persuaded: "Son Wen, are you okay to fight? If it really hurts, how can I tell your grandfather?"

Wen Shaoqing's eyes flicked, "Doctors are not saints. It's really chilling to stay in the hospital so often. I don't want to see that no one will be a doctor in the future. It's that simple. It has nothing to do with Wen's family. They do n’t necessarily think I ’m doing something wrong, I ’ll say it myself. ”

The dean stared at him with a complicated look for a few seconds. "You go out first."

As soon as Wen Shaoqing returned to the office, several colleagues and students came around and looked sad.

He smiled for a moment and just wanted to say something. A nurse came and called him: "Mr. Wen, the 15-bed patient is uncomfortable. Could you please look over it in the past."

Wen Shaoqing took off his white coat, "I'm suspended and can't see the patient anymore. Zhong Zhen, you go to see Dr. Chen Chu to show him."

The scratch on Zhong Zhen's face was not only not good but swollen after a night, and it looked more like a little cat. It was even more funny with his miserable expression, "Dr. Chen just entered the operating room."

Wen Shaoqing gave a meal, "Then find the director."

Zhong Zhen turned to the nurse and said, "Go to the director, I will talk to my boss for a while."

Wen Shaoqing smiled and looked at some colleagues. "Go ahead, or the director will scold others later."

Several doctors laughed, and were called away by the nurses one after another. Finally, only a few of Wen Shaoqing's own students were left.

"Boss, don't leave."

"We all fought in the fight, why did you punish you alone."

"That's right……"

Wen Shaoqing smiled shallowly, "You are still young, and you will understand later. Besides, I was suspended, but I didn't resign. I called the department to explain the situation. When you go back and write a check, the school will not be embarrassed. Yours."

As he said, he bowed his head and wrote something on a piece of paper. After he finished writing, he placed it on Chen Chu's table and pressed it with a cup.

He moved with him as soon as he moved a group of students, he was funny, "Whatever you do with me, you should do what you want. Yesterday I taught you to take off my white coat, today I will teach you how to put it back on, and you have to exercise when you put it on Mission. Department of health, life support, to ensure that you are not violently contradictory and not weak and fragile under healthy conditions. However, it is enough to dedicate youth and blood to the medical cause. Your life medicine career is not required. Go busy, if you have any questions, go and ask Dr. Chen or the director. "

After Wen Shaoqing drove several students out of the office, he left the hospital.

After Chen Tuo's operation, he saw the note left by Wen Shaoqing on the table, which made him sad.

The above is the situation of several patients and places that need attention, and there is a sentence at the bottom.

"Someone may make trouble, pay more attention to Dr. Zhao and Zhong Zhen."

Chen Chu sighed, but do good deeds, don't ask about the future, it may be a helplessness for contemporary medical staff. It's almost noon. At noon he will go to the treasure girl of Sanbao for lunch and adjust his mood.

It didn't take long for the dean to appear at the door of the department suddenly, stopping the director to ask: "How to handle Wen Shaoqing's affairs?"

The director replied honestly: "Check for suspension."

The Dean's eyes glared, "Who made you stop his job ?!"

The main face of the Lord was right, "He fought the students, dean."

The dean coughed, "That can't be suspended!"

The director looked strange at the dean's face, "Principal, what's wrong with you?"

"Go to your office and say." The dean took the lead and entered the office.

The Lord followed in fog.

"Don't you really know who he is?" The dean looked at him and closed the door before he reminded him with hatred of iron, "Wen Jia!"

The director was at a loss, "Which Wen Jia?"

The dean snapped his head at the table, "How many Wenjias in the medical profession? You know that you are buried in hair, can you look up?"

The director suddenly realized, "Isn't ... not all in the military hospital? How come our hospital came?"

The dean sighed, "Although he is young, his qualifications are not shallow. He has started to speak and write. The blood of the doctors of several generations has shed in his bones. Others are enlightened by the" San Zi Jing ". Kai Meng learned "Qianjinfang", can it be the same? It is older than our qualifications! Old Master Wen taught it by hand, the way is very deep, he can put your hand on the pulse for less than half a minute, you can know What's wrong with you! The combination of Chinese and Western medicine thinks about digging him every day, don't you know? Even without these, with his knife, you can compare it? "

After talking, the dean frowned and asked, "How long did it stop?"

The director was guilty, "One month ..."

The dean patted the table, "How long?"

The director hesitated, "Two weeks."

The dean glared at him, "How many days?"

The director whispered: "Two days ..."

The Dean was finally satisfied and stood up to leave. "I will see him in the hospital in two days."

The director stopped him, "The dean, something like this happened, the media, the hall, always give an explanation?"

The dean waved his hand, "His father has dealt with it, otherwise you thought it would be so quiet today? You notified him to come to work two days later. Also, the hospital still has to take the attitude it should have when it happens again in the future. It ’s time to get angry, you know? "

The director looked at the Dean's back and scratched his head, saying that it is you who is soft and you who are hard. Do you think you are a cavernous body?