Zhang Moyan felt that she couldn't let her thoughts wander any further, so she gathered her thoughts and responded to Geng Jun's earnest advice: "I understand. Many diseases are best checked when they're not in action."
Geng Jun paused, catching a glimpse of information: "For example?"
Zhang Moyan didn't expect him to ask back. She was stunned and opened and closed her mouth.
For example, what? For example, dysmenorrhea.
Every month, I have excruciating pain two days before and on my period, and I have to take painkillers when it’s severe.
But how do I talk about this with a male doctor?
Geng Jun was still waiting for her answer. Zhang Moyan thought of something, but she was lost in thought as to whether to say it or not. Finally, she hesitated and said, "Does it count if I keep having the same dream?"
"A similar dream?" Geng Jun lowered his brows and concentrated. "What kind of dream was it? Can you describe it in detail?"
Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat. The other party's concerned and formal tone made her feel that the problem could be easily solved by just raising it.
She didn't know whether this tone was acquired through training or was natural, but in any case, it suited doctors very well and had the magical power to make patients cooperate obediently, no matter if they were getting injections, taking medicine, or having surgery.
"I keep dreaming about a little girl of two or three years old and some adults... It's all fragmented and there doesn't seem to be any logic," Zhang Moyan frowned slightly. "They're just ordinary scenes from life, but I dream about them three or four times a year."
"Is that you, little girl?" Geng Jun asked.
Zhang Moyan shook her head and said with certainty: "No, I am looking at her from the perspective of an observer."
Geng Jun nodded slightly: "Then do you know that little girl?"
Zhang Moyan paused and thought for a moment, "I don't know... because I've never seen her face."
"What about those adults? Do you know them?"
Zhang Moyan felt that thanks to Xiao Xingyu, Dean Geng took her consultation seriously.
Zhang Moyan tapped his lower lip with his teeth and said carefully, "My impression is very vague. I'm not sure... whether I saw those adults or not. Anyway, I don't have any impression of them now."
Geng Jun raised his body, was silent for a moment, and then said: "You think these dreams are real."
He didn't use a question, but an affirmative sentence.
Zhang Moyan felt like someone had poked her.
Did she ever doubt that the person in her dream was real? She asked herself.
Still no answer, Geng Jun posed another question: "Have you asked your family about these dreams?"
Zhang Moyan shrugged her shoulders and met Geng Jun's deep gaze. In fact, this was the first time she talked about this topic with an outsider.
The other party asked questions one after another, and each one hit the key point, making her feel like she was being peeled layer by layer of an onion.
But she also wanted to have some idea.
Hesitated for a moment.
"Yes. I asked Mom and Dad, but they didn't seem to know what I was talking about."
Geng Jun looked at Zhang Moyan's expression and guessed, "And then you never asked them again?"
Zhang Moyan nodded: "No."
Geng Jun didn't respond, and after a while, he didn't mention it again.
He shook the mouse to wake up the computer and typed away on the keyboard. "It's good that there's no intracranial congestion, but it's still necessary to rest for a while. Stay in the hospital for observation!"
Zhang Moyan immediately asked, "How long do we need to observe?"
Geng Jun stopped what he was doing and said, "At least a week."
"So long?" Zhang Moyan was surprised: "I have to go to Guangzhou on a business trip tomorrow, and I have another one there..."
"Then I'm afraid you can't go." Geng Jun interrupted her without saying anything.
*
The examination took almost two hours in total. When Zhang Moyan returned to the ward, she found that Jin Xueyang and Li Tengfei were still there.
Neither of them was someone who could be so free during working hours, so she keenly felt that their visit today might be more than just a visit.
Sure enough, after a few simple pleasantries, the elderly Li Tengfei spoke out like a child who couldn't keep secrets.
"Xiao Zhang, I've brought you some good news today. The 'Xinhuo' project that was rejected six months ago has been approved at the joint meeting today!"
"The Torch" is a documentary program that Li Tengfei and his team planned half a year ago, focusing on outstanding grassroots workers. However, there has been no further news after the plan was submitted, and it is basically scrapped.
Hearing this news suddenly, Zhang Moyan, who had been helped onto the hospital bed, sat up straight. "Really? This is so sudden! Didn't they say before that this storyline wouldn't work?"
"The opportunity has arrived," Li Tengfei said, unable to contain himself as he sat forward on the sofa. "I have to thank President Liu for this. He has a valuable understanding of the profound significance of developing 'Xinhuo' in guiding current social values! He was the one who brought up this plan at this morning's meeting and single-handedly pushed for its implementation."
Jin Xueyang interrupted, "Let me tell you, Mr. Liu is indeed a top graduate of Harvard School of Journalism. He has a keen sense of smell. He immediately spotted the explosive point here as soon as he saw the trending searches."
Li Tengfei ignored what Jin Xueyang said and continued excitedly, "Boss Liu also said that he wanted to release 'Xinhuo' before I retire in June, making it the final work of my career!"
Zhang Moyan: "That's great, but why did they suddenly put this plan on the agenda for no reason?"
"For no reason? How could it be for no reason?" Jin Xueyang asked curiously, "Have you not checked Weibo since yesterday?"
Zhang Moyan admitted: "I didn't pay attention to it yesterday. I wanted to watch it just now, but they talked me out of it."
"No wonder, no wonder," Jin Xueyang immediately ran up and opened his phone. "Then you've lost out even more than missing out on 5 million. Luckily I took a screenshot. Come on, take a look at our highlight moments... Look! That news flash you posted topped the trending search list yesterday and even crashed the server. Let me show you its current traffic."
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