Bending and running?no way!

Chapter 1

"Ding!"

Qi Yuan raised his hand and gave the medical record to the patient opposite, and gave a few instructions to look sideways at the phone at his elbow.

The screen of the mobile phone was still on, and there was a pale reminder board in the middle, which read: October 10th, the 9th anniversary.

The patient got up, said many thanks in a row, and then went out.

With a smile on his face, Qi Yuan stared at the patient's back.Talking about asking the assistant to call the next one, but thinking in his head that time flies so damn fast!

He still remembered that this mobile phone was given to him by Lai Fan two and a half years ago when he was transferred from the emergency department to the orthopedic department.The latest model of the year.

The first thing I did when I got it was to add this reminder to the calendar.

It was so naive back then!

Thinking of this, Qi Yuan curled his lips mockingly, lowered his head and glanced at the phone again, the screen was already black.

Yes, at that time, who would have thought that after two and a half years, the person who originally planned to celebrate the tenth anniversary together would be gone by my side!

"Do you need me to help you?"

Qi Yuan raised his head when he heard the sound, and the assistant was holding the door to let the last patient of the day come in.

Blocked by the assistant at first glance, he didn't see the patient's appearance very clearly, he just thought it was a bit tall and his voice was quite nice.

"I can do it, thanks," he said.

Qi Yuan took the patient's medical record from his assistant. At the beginning of the first page, the words "Liang He'an" were impressively written.

Qi Yuan raised his head again and saw the person who was already gritting his teeth and frowning in the opposite chair, and couldn't help being surprised.

This patient named "Liang He'an" looked at his skin and tender flesh, but he didn't expect that he was only one year younger than himself.

Qi Yuan took a ballpoint pen and lit next to 32, and began to ask a doctor.

Liang He'an replied very slowly, with a steady and patient voice, and he only picked the simplest words to teach the students how to teach the students, and explained clearly the front and back of the students who couldn't move their backs when they turned around.

Qi Yuan stared at Liang Hean's eyes with long eyelashes under his gold-rimmed glasses.He especially likes the short fluffy hair paired with big eyes and high nose bridge.

Qi Yuan sighed imperceptibly, lowered his eyes, and wrote on the medical record book, the sticky strokes of the ballpoint pen made him upset.

After a long time, he said to Liang He'an at the same speed: "It's nothing, it's just something wrong."

Hearing the bifurcation, Liang He'an seemed to relax a bit, his brows were not so tightly frowned, his tightly pursed lips slowly opened, and he nodded slightly.

Qi Yuan turned sideways and asked the assistant to take out a disposable dry needle from the medical cabinet behind him, and then said to the patient in front of him who liked his aesthetics: "Give you an injection."

Before Qi Yuan finished speaking, Liang He'an's slack eyebrows frowned again, and this time he finally heard a little nervousness in his voice: "Do you want to get an injection?"

Qi Yuan pursed his lips helplessly and nodded: "Your problem can be cured whether you get an injection or not. If you get an injection, you may be able to lift your arm in a while. If you don't get an injection, you will be so stiff for three to five days."

Liang He'an's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, his eyes followed the needles that his assistant had unpacked, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Qi Yuan suddenly found it very interesting that such a big person is afraid of a small needle.

"It won't hurt," Qi Yuan had never used such a gentle tone and tone except for young patients, "I'll be gentle."

"Doctor, this..." Liang Hean sat in the chair, his originally stiff body became more and more stiff, but in Qi Yuan's eyes, there was another look, "This..."

"This is our director Qi's new topic. Jingui is working on it. If you suffer this, you can go back to the students for evening self-study. Haha, you are not afraid of needles, are you?"

This little assistant was quite eloquent, and said everything Qi Yuan wanted to say in a series.

Qi Yuan took another look at Liang He'an's medical record, filled in the "secondary school teacher" in the occupational department, nodded and smiled: "Yes, Teacher Liang."

Liang He'an seemed to be making a difficult decision, clutching his hands at the waist, and slowly climbed up the table.Qi Yuan could clearly see tiny beads of sweat oozing from the man's forehead.

There are actually quite a lot of patients who are afraid of needles, but this is the first time Qi Yuan has seen such a big one, and the fear that Liang Hean suppressed as much as possible makes him a little soft-hearted.

He wanted to say, "If you're really scared, forget it", but he heard Liang He'an's fingers on the edge of the table lightly tap the table.

"Then hurry up, where to stab?" Liang He'an asked, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Qi Yuan laughed, but didn't laugh out loud, got up and walked behind Liang Hean, tapped lightly on the other side's lower rib through his clothes: "This is where it hurts, right?"

Liang He'an closed his eyes and nodded, only after a while did he realize that he should cooperate and take off his clothes first.

Seeing that Liang Hean moved slowly, Qi Yuan's white neck was slightly red at the neckline, so he did it himself, grabbed the collar of the other party's flannel shirt, and took it off together with the outer sweater.

Orthopedic surgeon, stripping clothes is a profession.

Liang He'an got up slowly, supported the table with both hands, arched his back slightly, and after a while he uttered the word to return to Dr. Qi: "Yes."

Qi Yuan took iodine from his assistant and tapped a few acupuncture points on Liang He'an's body.

The cold touch of iodine rubbing against the skin made Liang He'an's body even more tense.

Qi Yuan put on his gloves, gave up the idea of ​​directly pricking the needle, and instead pressed gently with his fingertips on the place where iodine was just applied.

Qi Yuan pressed the acupoints with his right hand, and gently supported the patient's left shoulder with his left hand. There seemed to be nowhere to put his eyes, so he could only stare closely at Liang He'an's slender neck and fair back.

Liang He'an's body was obviously becoming more and more stiff, and the labor pain from his waist made him feel weak.

From the side, Qi Yuan could clearly see the teacher's lips pursed tightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he seemed to hear a faint moan.

"Is it better?" Qi Yuan felt a little hot, but the temperature of the air conditioner hadn't changed, and then the heat turned into dryness, which made him feel a little stuffy in his chest.

"Yeah." Under Qi Yuan's hands, Liang He'an could no longer make the nice voice that he had a few minutes ago, and this response took a turn.

The strength on Qi Yuan's fingertips became a little heavier, and he turned to use his palms, using the small thenar to move down Liang He'an's back.

This time, Liang He'an was in more pain. Several times, he breathed unevenly and made a sound of "um, ah".

This voice combined with the fair skinned, thin but lean body in front of him, coupled with that handsome face, suddenly made Qi Yuan a little flustered.

He yelled "It's not good" in his heart. Apart from feeling hot, he also felt his face was a little burning. Little movies float in my mind and I am ashamed.

Under normal circumstances, he gives people the impression that he is thick-skinned, the kind who doesn't take anything to heart.

"Director?" The little assistant pinched the tip of the disposable dry needle through the wrapping paper, exposing the end for Qi Yuan to use.

Qi Yuan nodded. In order to prevent his assistant from noticing his abnormality, he lowered his head as much as possible, took the needle, continued to press one finger on the acupuncture point, and pinched the tip of the needle with the other hand to pierce Liang Hean's skin.

Liang He'an's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, as if there was no pain as imagined, which made him relax a lot all of a sudden.

"Come on, turn your waist slowly." Qi Yuan deliberately kept a distance from Liang He'an, his gaze shifted from the other's delicate side psoas muscles to his shoulders, and then to the tip of his nose, "Turn to the painful place."

Liang Hean moved his body slightly to cooperate with the doctor's treatment, and the corners of his mouth curled up inadvertently: "Hey, it doesn't hurt."

Qi Yuan didn't expect that this person's expression of sacrificing himself to death would make people's hearts move, and his expression of spring breeze blowing on his face would be even more seductive.

Qi Yuan also curled the corners of his mouth, and accidentally saw the assistant looking at him with a strange expression, he realized that he seemed a little carried away for a moment, and quickly restrained his smile.

"Dong dong dong..." After three clear knocks on the door, a little nurse pushed open the door of the consulting room without asking, and peered inside.

"Director Qi, why don't you go to the inpatient department after get off work? The nineteen beds..."

"No!" Qi Yuan interrupted the little nurse, and never turned around to take a look. He was a little afraid that the expression he saw on the assistant's face just now would appear on the little girl's face at the door again.What's more, the nineteenth bed is an old lady with osteoporosis who coughed and cracked her sternum. She should have been discharged from the hospital a long time ago.

The little nurse lingered at the door for a while, but seeing that she couldn't please anyone, she pulled the door and knocked on the door of the consulting room next door.

After a while, almost at the time when he got off work, Qi Yuan loosened the row of dry needles inserted in Liang Hean's back, pulled them out and threw them into the medical trash can.All the while, he kept trying to distract himself by thinking of something else.

There was a burst of bustling in the corridor, mixed with the laughter of the little nurse, and his consulting room was pushed away again.

Doctor Wang next door glanced at Liang He'an who hadn't had time to get dressed, then looked at the half silver needle protruding from the trash can, and asked Qi Yuan, "Director, are you studying a new topic?"

"What are you still studying, I'm satisfied if I can get off work on time and have a hot meal." Qi Yuan wrote some precautions in the medical record that Liang He'an brought over, and opened a bottle of Chasing Wind Oil by the way.

"I opened a bottle of oil for you, go back and wipe it on yourself, and you will be relieved in two or three days."

Qi Yuan closed the medical record book and handed it to Liang Hean who had already put on the sweater.He hadn't noticed before that this patient kept staring at the other person's eyes when he was listening to them, without letting up for a moment, which made him flustered.

"Thank you, doctor." Liang Hean took back the medical record and raised his hand tentatively. He looked much better than when he first entered the door. He stood up, leaned forward stiffly, raised the corners of his mouth, and his voice returned to the pleasant one before. , "Sorry for delaying your meal."

"It's okay." Qi Yuan didn't follow suit, but unconsciously felt a little melancholy.

In less than half an hour, this man gave him a special feeling.Even, in his medical career, this experience was unique.It was so special that he temporarily forgot the anniversary reminder that popped up on his phone.

"Let's get off work." He got up and patted his assistant on the shoulder, opened the drawer and swept in the notebooks, pens, etc. on the table, turned around and took off his white coat, put on a sheepskin jacket, and was ready to leave.

Qi Yuan put his mobile phone on his back, and when he went out, he thought to himself, someday he will have time to buy a new mobile phone.

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