Qin Zheng rubbed Xu Zhiyi's head, "My dear, don't I understand you? You are obviously scared. You are worried that you have not performed surgery for a long time and your skills will become rusty. So as soon as you got off work today, you took out the pig's trotters you bought yesterday to practice." As he said that, Qin Zheng turned Xu Zhiyi's head and asked Xu Zhiyi to look at him.
Xu Zhiyi's hands were a little flustered. "I'm just scared, so what?" he asked. "Although I've been practicing with pig intestines and pig trotters, the fact is that I haven't been in an operating room or on an operating table for nearly two months."
I’m worried that something might go wrong during tomorrow’s surgery. I’m worried that I’ll make some stupid mistakes. I’m also worried that Father Zhang won’t be able to hold on, so…”
As he spoke, Xu Zhiyi watched as Qin Zheng's eyes were gradually soaked with water and became blurry.
Qin Zheng hugged Xu Zhiyi tightly, "My dear, do your best and leave the rest to fate. You are a human being, not a god. Just do your best and everything will be fine. Just be true to yourself and your patients. Don't have this kind of thinking and don't put so much pressure on yourself.
Qin Zheng continued, "My dear, even though you haven't been on the operating table for a long time, your skills haven't gotten rusty. Look, ever since we came to the army, we've been eating pig intestines and pig's trotters all day long. How could your skills be rusty?"
Qin Zheng whispered slowly in Xu Zhiyi's ear: "My dear, you have to learn to relax. You are the best cardiothoracic surgeon I have ever seen, so you will succeed tomorrow.
It's my fault, I actually thought I could adapt if I just behaved well."
Xu Zhiyi was about to say, "It's not your fault. It's my own fault for not adjusting my mindset properly."
But before Xu Zhiyi could speak, Qin Zheng continued.
"Baby, it's my fault. Please punish me. It's a good opportunity for me to relax." As he said that, Qin Zheng picked up Xu Zhiyi and walked towards the bedroom.
Xu Zhiyi pushed Qin Zheng's chest and patted his back. "Qin Zheng, stop it. I have to have surgery tomorrow. Aortic dissection is a very physically demanding operation. Don't bother me tonight."
Qin Zheng continued walking, saying, "Guaiguai, how could you think so badly of me? I don't mean to torment you, I just want to make you happy.
As long as Guaiguai is happy and has no pressure, then the chances of success for tomorrow's surgery will be greater, right? So, Guaiguai, I'm doing this for your own good.
"Dear, don't worry, I know what I'm doing. It's just once tonight, and I'm sure you'll be happy and forget all your worries and stress."
Qin Zheng kicked the bedroom door shut.
After a while, the moans of a man and a woman were heard from the room, some light and some heavy.
That night, I slept without any dreams until dawn.
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