Chapter 87
Wu Dongqiang's death did not slow down the pace of life.
After autumn comes winter, and after winter comes another year. Year after year, everything is plain and simple, and nothing has changed.
Wu Yuan's career was going smoothly, and Lu Shenxing taught at a middle school near the hospital where he worked, four or five traffic lights away.
"Teacher, all the dishes for dinner are prepared for you." Wu Yuan was used to calling this man that.
Lu Shenxing was brushing his teeth in the bathroom and mumbled, "Are you working overtime?"
Wu Yuan closed the refrigerator door and said, "Yeah."
He was still worried, so he wrote down what he wanted to explain on a sticky note.
Wu Yuan likes to plan everything, have complete control over it, and implement it in an orderly manner.
Lu Shenxing follows his heart and enjoys the surprises that life brings him.
They are two different people, completely different from each other, but they share the same bed, comfortably and beautifully.
After Lu Shenxing finished washing his face, he came out and placed all the clothes and pants he was going to wear at the head of the bed, even his socks were there, and of course there was someone waiting there.
"There will be heavy rain today. Remember to move the pot of flowers on the balcony of your office back." Wu Yuan smoothed the wrinkles on the jacket, put it on Lu Shenxing, and buttoned his jacket with a serious and focused look.
Lu Shenxing touched Wu Yuan's neck and rubbed it slowly, "Have you never been bored?" It was like this every day for 365 days a year. It would be impossible for him to do that.
Wu Yuan chuckled softly, his eyes full of tenderness, "Teacher, I like you to rely on me."
Lu Shenxing lowered his head slightly. He looked at this man who was about the same height as him. He saw his transformation from a green boy to a confident and steady young man. His transformation was brilliant and dazzling.
He is proud.
The temperature was a bit cool in the morning. Lu Shenxing got into the car and Wu Yuan turned on the air conditioner.
After a while, Lu Shenxing fell asleep in the passenger seat.
At the intersection, while waiting for the red light, Wu Yuan held Lu Shenxing's hand and woke him up, "I told you to go to bed early last night, so you should finish watching that TV show."
Hearing Wu Yuan's helpless tone, Lu Shenxing yawned, "Didn't you ask me to watch it?" He usually didn't like watching TV at all. Wu Yuan recommended a TV show, an urban romance, but he didn't find the plot new.
Wu Yuan's ears flushed suspiciously, "So what did you watch last night?"
Lu Shenxing yawned again. "The hero proposed to the heroine, and what else... I can't remember."
The next moment, Lu Shenxing suddenly turned his head to look at the young man beside him, a smile welling up in his eyes. It turned out that this was what he wanted to see.
Proposal.
The car stopped by the roadside. Lu Shenxing leaned over and kissed Wu Yuan on the face, opened the door and got out, pretending not to notice Wu Yuan's disappointment.
As soon as the car left, Lu Shenxing took a taxi to buy a ring.
When he was choosing the ring, Wu Yuan had just finished his rounds and had not yet entered the office when he had to undergo a routine operation. The patient had intestinal necrosis and severe bleeding. The family members hurriedly surrounded him and stuffed red envelopes into his coat pockets, almost wanting to tear his pockets apart.
The nurse next to her whispered, "Doctor Wu doesn't like this."
The family was skeptical, and the old man bowed to Wu Yuan and said, "Doctor Wu, I'm leaving my grandson in your care!"
Wu Yuan's eyelids jumped, and he immediately lifted the old man's arm, patted it gently, and turned to go in to do the disinfection and cleaning work.
There were a few other male doctors inside, telling dirty jokes. When they saw Wu Yuan come in, they all smiled and greeted him, "Good morning."
Wu Yuan rolled up his sleeves and said, "Good morning."
The majority of surgeons are men, and their topics include politics, football, and sex. In their eyes, the human body is like data on a computer. They are used to studying it, so dirty jokes are the most normal thing.
At first, these people wanted Wu Yuan to get involved, and even to join in the fun, but later they found that it was not feasible. According to what the female comrades said, Wu Yuan exuded a strong smell of abstinence from head to toe, and would not touch meat or vegetables.
"Wu Yuan, are you going to the social gathering this weekend? Those people are all models."
"Have fun."
Wu Yuan's meaning is clear. People who are not familiar with him may think that he is unkind, but after getting to know him for a long time, they will understand that this is his personality. He will help when he needs to, but he just doesn't want anyone to get involved in his life.
Wu Yuan changed into plain clothes, put on a mask and a hat, held his hands in front of his chest, and walked into the operating room under the gaze of his family members.
The operating room was filled with the smell of medicine and coldness.
With a wink, Master Ma stepped back.
In front of the microscope, Wu Yuan was the surgeon. Every part of his body was stiff, only his wrists and fingers could move. He removed about one meter of intestine, and glanced at his assistant with his peripheral vision.
The assistant wiped his sweat and handed him tools in time.
In the highly tense atmosphere, the circulating nurses were the most relaxed, strolling around and occasionally taking out their phones to check.
After more than an hour, Wu Yuan sewed up the intestinal tube. He breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the rest of the abdominal closure and suturing work to his assistant.
"Doctor Wu, do you have a lover?"
The operation was over and everyone relaxed.
Wu Yuan nodded, "Yes."
A nurse asked curiously, "What kind of person is she?"
"He's willful, bad-tempered, and lazy."
When Wu Yuan said this, his tone was always doting, without a trace of complaint.
Everyone present was stunned. They didn’t understand. What was there to love about that?
Wu Yuan did not explain, he loved that person completely.
The door of the operating room opened and the patient's family members rushed in.
Wu Yuan said to the old man, "It's okay."
The old man cried with joy and kept saying thank you.
Wu Yuan took two steps and someone called his name. He turned around and saw a face he least wanted to meet.
"It's really you!" Liu Yihan didn't change much. He said in disbelief, "Wu Yuan, you're actually a doctor now. How cool!"
Wu Yuan did not stop and soon disappeared in the corridor.
Someone asked Liu Yihan if he knew the doctor from earlier. Liu Yihan touched his chin and gave an ambiguous smile, "Old classmate."
Wu Yuan's mood became extremely bad after seeing Liu Yihan.
It was past twelve o'clock in the evening when he returned from the hospital. He washed up quietly, lay down on the bed, and put his arms around the sleeping man.
"Bring me the water from the nightstand."
Wu Yuan was stunned. "You're not asleep?" He held the cup to Lu Shenxing's lips and thought, "Teacher, are you waiting for me?"
Lu Shenxing drank two sips of boiled water and sobered up.
Wu Yuan put the cup away and nuzzled Lu Shenxing's shoulder. "I ran into Liu Yihan at the hospital yesterday."
Liu Yihan? Lu Shenxing frowned, he almost forgot.
"You didn't let him touch you?"
Wu Yuan shook his head, "No."
Lu Shenxing touched Wu Yuan's hand, intentionally or unintentionally stopping at the ring finger.
Wu Yuan was originally very tired, but he suddenly woke up with a start. His heart was beating very fast. He didn't know if he was overthinking it, or if it was really what he thought.
Lu Shenxing asked casually, "Can you doctors wear things on your hands?"
Wu Yuan almost couldn't wait, "Sure."
Lu Shenxing patted him and said, "Go to sleep."
Wu Yuan, “…”
In the bed, Lu Shenxing held Wu Yuan's hand in his palm and slowly put on the ring under the pillow.
Wu Yuan's eyes became hot and he buried his face in Lu Shenxing's neck.
"Teacher, don't you regret it?"
“No regrets.”
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