I didn't ask Na what method she would use to help me, but I know she has the ability to help me
Such a woman can do anything she wants as long as she wants
Her image has also changed tremendously in my eyes, from the original hatred to the fear
Yes, I'm afraid of her
It was already past eight o'clock when I got home. Yan was ironing her clothes. Jia Jia was sitting on a small stool next to her to change the clothes for the doll in her hand. The table was filled with a prepared supper and they were waiting for me to come back!
If I hadn't experienced such a long evening, I would have been suddenly moved, just because she and my daughter were still waiting for me so late. These two women were so persistent!
What I love is not only their beauty, but also every detail that happened every day in the past, and the flaws that many people think cannot tolerate, and the warmth that only when we are together with the three of us!
Yan's movements were very slow and very careful. After stacking her clothes, she asked me: Where have you been?
Something is wrong
I said
Pull a chair and sit at the dining table, watching Yan bring the dishes on the table into the kitchen to warm up
Jiajia had already run over and snuggled up to my legs and looked up at me: Dad, Dad, Jiajia is hungry... Jiajia wants to have a meal!
Looking at her innocent eyes, I suddenly felt sad. I picked her up and put her on my legs. I tried to smile and asked softly: Where is Ah hungry? Is it my stomach? Let my father see...
I had asked her to eat first, but I refused and said I would wait for my father to come back to eat together...
Yan's voice came from the kitchen: Don't you know you're hungry? You're back so late!
I didn't answer, but I felt empty and uncomfortable
If it weren't for the scene I saw with my own eyes in the stairwell, if it weren't for the scene I just saw, I really couldn't believe that my wife, who was still gentle and considerate at this time, could have hidden so many things from me!
At this time, I suddenly found myself feeling isolated. Over the years, my happy family has occupied the vast majority of my life and has become accustomed to the fixed lifestyle of my home and hospital. In addition, I can't even find a friend who can talk to me about!
Mom called...
Yan handed me chopsticks: That's the same thing, ask if you have any idea? He said that when he went to the hospital for examination a few days ago, he found that his father had an uneven heart rate and his blood pressure were also high. His body was no longer suitable for managing the company! He said that if you don't go, I really don't know who to hand it over to...
I was silent. The mother Yan mentioned was actually not my biological mother.
My mother passed away a year before I got married. She was lonely for the rest of her life, and she was wandering between many cities. She had a rare time to get off.
The closest people are businessmen, and businessmen pay a lot of money to part. When I was very young, I got used to living alone. My warmest memory in my youth was not the care of my mother, nor the distant greetings from my father, but the hospital...
If it is not very serious, I will go to the hospital myself if I get sick
I used to live in a very close place to the hospital, and I arrived just a few steps away
The hospital is not big, and there is a head nurse who is very familiar with me. Every time she sees me, she has obvious feelings and pity on her face. She knows that I am at home, and sometimes she will go to see me after work and bring me some food.
Thinking about it now, the reason why I chose the profession of a doctor is closely related to my attachment to that nurse.
I have always refused to take over my father's company, not only resenting his rebellion for his mother and indifference to me, but deep down I have a huge fear of that lifestyle!
I don't want Yan to become a woman who is suspicious like her mother, and I don't want her daughter to see her father for a few years.
Moreover, all my memories are almost all in this small town by the sea. If I leave here, I will feel like I have no roots.
Otherwise, you think about it... Jiajia and I can go there with you
Yan seems to have no appetite, and the chopsticks are plucking in the bowl
I shook my head. My father's company is located in Andorra, a very small country.
My father went there from France because of the tax exemption policy
There are no Chinese communities or Chinese schools. I have been to Barcelona to watch football.
Very unaccustomed, let alone like it
Jia Jia used a spoon to scoop out the carrots that Yan had put into her bowl, and put them in my bowl, the carrots she didn't like the most!
Then he glanced at Yan guiltily.
The little guy stands firmly. No matter what kind of temptation and scare you face, she cannot shake her rejection of carrots.
I reached out and wiped off the rice grains that were stuck to the corner of her mouth. As she watched her eat in big mouthfuls, there was a softest place in her heart that was touched: Baby, for you, I will never give up!
After hugging her daughter and watching the cartoon for a while, Yan came over to take her to take a shower
Jia Jia was giggling in the bathroom, and the sound of water also came from it. My daughter liked to play with water. Every time she took a shower, she was flicking all over the bathroom.
Yan's computer is on and placed on the bed in the bedroom
I went over and saw the QQ icon in the lower right corner flashing. I hesitated for a moment and clicked on it with my mouse.
Diorama (670 Fire Fire Fire 76) 21:19:26 is there?
Yan's QQ is invisible. The message has been sent for more than ten minutes. She must have seen it before taking Jiajia to take a shower. I don't know why I didn't click it.
Suddenly I felt that this was an opportunity, although I was not ready, but I understood that I must face this day...
Suppressing the urge to curse, I modified the signature notes of the diorama to delete this person
I want to give Yan a hint, I hope she can understand!
Back in the living room, sitting on the sofa, mechanically pressing the remote control in his hand, constantly changing the station, but the person was numb and a little at a loss
After coaxing Jia Jia to sleep, Yan returned to the bed. She probably saw the dialog box I clicked on the screen. She was stunned for a moment and looked at me.
I pretended to watch TV and tried to make myself look as calm as possible, but I paid attention to her from the corner of my eyes
Yan's face suddenly turned pale, she sat on the bed with her knees in her arms, staring blankly at the screen
I suddenly felt a little regretful and felt that I shouldn't have chosen to hint to her at this time
Subconsciously, I seem to hope that the later the showdown, the better. If possible, I would rather not mention it.
I don't know what attitude she would treat this matter!
I am afraid that things will develop in that aspect I least want. If Yan admits to me calmly... What should I do if Yan decides to leave?
It seemed like a long time later, Yan got off the bed and walked to me, took a cup from the coffee table and poured water.
Her hands were shaking violently, as if she couldn't even hold the cup. She was in a daze, and the water had already overflowed. She didn't know yet, and continued to fall.
The steaming water flowed down from the coffee table and flowed to my legs, wet a large piece of the corners of my pants.
I called her, and she was so scared that her whole body shook violently. With a snap, the cup fell on the coffee table and broke.
At this time, the person seemed to have woken up, and he was busy putting down the kettle to get something to wipe it. The kettle fell down even if it was not put firmly.
She wiped my legs with a towel at a loss, and kept saying: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry...
I stood up, stamped my feet, and said lightly that it was okay and the water was not hot
Yan still said to me in a tone that was about to cry: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry...
I couldn't say anything about her look, and I held her shoulder and comforted her softly: It doesn't matter, I don't know anything, it's fine.
Unexpectedly, after I said this, Yan suddenly cried, and tears kept flowing like spring water. I wiped her with my hands, but the tears couldn't stop. They just came out again as soon as they wiped them off.
I've never seen her cry like this, but strangely, I'm not surprised at all, and I even get a little bit of comfort back in the past
This is when she needs me. I can truly feel her attachment to me. In an instant, I didn’t think about anything else. I just wanted to hold her in my arms and comfort her and love her well, so that she would not let her be so confused and helpless!
Hug her into the bedroom and let her sit by the bed
I went out and poured her a glass of water. When I came back, I found that Yan had buried herself in the quilt, curled up, and her body kept thrusting with her crying.
I went over and patted her gently, then lifted the quilt, but she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, and she couldn't see her face at all
I sat quietly beside her, holding the water cup in my hand, feeling a little confused, not knowing what I was thinking
Maybe I'm waiting for her, waiting for her to cry, calm down, and then tell me something
Although I don’t know if I am ready to accept it, if she is willing to say it, I will listen, even if I feel like a knife, even if I feel in pain!
Yan kept crying, as if she didn't intend to stop, and repeatedly said sorry in a sob tone, as if there was nothing else to say except this sentence
I didn't say anything, and felt the water temperature in the water cup in my palm disappearing little by little, just like my past anger
Silence represents my forgiveness, I can't say that I forgive you, these four words are the last dignity in my life. Saying that sentence means a complete abandonment
I forgive you in this way, my wife, I hope you can understand
The night is getting deeper, and the TV in the living room outside is still playing. The changing light is projected on the smooth and clean floor at the bedroom door, blurred and distorted, and the vaguely visible picture seems to be performing a bizarre absurd drama.
Yan was already quiet, I don’t know if she was asleep, but Jia Jia turned over on the small bed and put her feet on the guardrail beside the bed.
I put down the water cup and walked over, carefully put her legs back, and covered them with a blanket.
Only then did I realize that my whole body was stiff, a little numb and sore. I pressed my hands on the edge of the bed and looked at my sleeping daughter carefully. My quiet and peaceful face was like an angel, my fingers were in my mouth, and my long eyelashes trembled from time to time.
Bent over and kiss her little face, touched the stubble on her mouth, and held back
Turn off the light and walk out of the bedroom, sit on the sofa and stare for a while, feeling indescribable fatigue. Turn off the TV, turn off all the lights, and bury myself in the darkness. I never thought about why I didn't go back to the bedroom, and subconsciously faced in that direction. Although I couldn't see anything, I knew they were all there. I was like a wild beast, suppressing the desire to roar and burst, quietly guarding on the edge of my territory.
It seemed that I had just glanced for a while, and when I opened my eyes, it was already dark
I found that there was a blanket on my body, and Yan lay beside my legs, only wearing pajamas, curled up like a cat
I covered her with the blanket and looked at her face. Like Jia Jia, both of them like to sleep with their fingers in their mouths. They had an innocent expression, and even their posture was surprisingly consistent.
The only difference is that Yan's brows are always tight
How many unbearable things are hidden in her heart?
Even in dreams, I can’t relax myself!
When I arrived at the balcony, I took a deep breath. The sky was gloomy, just like my mood, so depressing that it made me feel so uneasy.
For some reason, I suddenly remembered Na, and the twisted face with crazy appearance in my mind
In my ears was her voice: The road ahead will be very difficult and long...
Will Yan look back?
Will you leave Tong?
Should I keep my current silence?
Give her time to get rid of that terrible nightmare!
What should she do when facing such a hooligan alone?
Will Tong use those facts to threaten her?
My head was in chaos and I couldn't figure it out. It seemed that there was a layer of window paper between me and Yan. She refused to open it, and I didn't have the courage to expose it!
We all understand that no one can face such embarrassment calmly. It is like knowing that there is a thorn on your body, but because you are afraid of pain, you dare not touch it easily. You have to choose to avoid it from a distance and try not to touch the wound!
Holding the railing, he was stunned for a while in the sky, and turned around inadvertently, and found that Yan had woken up at some point, holding a blanket in her arms, standing behind me
She stood by the door, looking at me quietly, with a little timid expression and a vague look on her eyes. When she saw me suddenly turn around, she was shocked and tidied up the blanket in her hand in a panic. At the same time, her head was lowered, and her somewhat scattered hair hung down, covering her face.
This picture reminded me of those photos and my heart trembled suddenly
It was here that Tong molested my wife!
And Yan's posture at that time was almost exactly the same as she is now
I shook my head hard, rubbed my face with both hands, trying to get rid of those images but to no avail. One pair of images still flashed in my mind: Tong's hands, raised clothes, twisted body, legs...
I was upset for a moment and turned back to the room. When I passed by Yan, I subconsciously flashed down my body to avoid her.
At this time, Yan happened to take a look at me. When she saw me flashing, her face froze, lowered her head, and followed me back to the room silently.
Looking at her cautious expression, I suddenly felt a little reluctant. I tried my best to slow down and said to her: It's still early, go and sleep for a while.
Yan lowered her head and said nothing, her hands rubbing on the blanket uneasy
I went over and held her hand and took her to the bedroom
She followed me like a child, but her palms were cold
He helped her to the bed and was about to turn around, but Yan grabbed her hand tightly. He looked at me quietly for a while before saying: You, where are you going? Stay with me for a while?
I won't go anywhere
Pull Yan's hand in front of her eyes, gently stroked her slender fingertips, and then watched her soft fingers wrap around with my fingers, I really want to say: I will always be by your side, always with you, and never leave you for the rest of my life!
But when he opened his mouth, he didn't say it, as if something was stuck in his throat
Yan leaned her head on my back, and after a long time, she sighed softly, her voice almost faintly
The two of them didn't say anything, and looked quietly, watching the sky light up little by little
The night has passed and the sky will always be bright, but everyone knows that it will be darker again after dawn. We don’t know whether we will lose ourselves in the dark night that will come again in the future...
After breakfast, life still needs to continue. Whether you want to or not, the person who should get sick will still get sick, and the person who should go to the hospital will still go to the hospital
I didn't arrange my surgery, so I sat in a chair. There were people coming and going outside the door. I got used to being busy. I suddenly calmed down and felt like I had become an outsider. It seemed that I had nothing to do with everyone.
As noon approached, Director Li of the Party Office came to me and first talked a little, then finally said: You are the typical example set by our hospital. This time, it is time to get your rating. I thought you should get on. I discussed it with the dean yesterday and arranged for you to provide guidance from outside to increase some capital! How about going to the second hospital in the city to communicate first? It would be legitimate to mention you when you come back.
This can be said to be a good thing for anyone to fall from the sky.
At this moment, I was a little absent-minded and responded politely, without feeling any joy at all
Li patted my shoulder and said: Do it well, your future will be safe and bright.
When will I go? I asked
It's not far anyway, so why don't you go in the afternoon...
He said: Come back early and announce it early. There are people in the middle of the province that are not bad things, and it is difficult for the personnel department to do.
I also hope that I have something to do at hand. I am idle, and that helpless emptiness is entangled with ghosts. I need to see the patient, and there I can feel trusted and needed!
Besides, the second doctor is closer to the community where I live, so I will have plenty of time to go back at noon.
As soon as the afternoon passed, I encountered an emergency surgery. A car accident patient had three broken ribs and an open calf fracture.
The hospital arranged several interns who had just graduated to observe. The family members began to disagree. The hospital was very tough. The anesthesiologist used the excuse of debugging oxygen equipment and wasted time there.
I was a little angry, but I had to do my family's work. After more than ten minutes, I made it clear.
The habit I have developed for many years is that as soon as I go to the operating table, I will not think of anything in my mind and I will be completely devoted to the treatment of patients.
This is not only respect for life, but also my requirement for my professional ethics.
But as soon as the operation was over, the person immediately became lazy and started to think about it again. What is Yan doing at home now?
I wonder if Tong will bother her?
Anxiety gathered in the chest, unspeakable boredom, so I simply left the room and went to the corridor to get some breath
The corridor is past the inpatient building, with a wide lawn in front of the building, mixed with rows of flowers and trees.
Several patients were scattered sparsely, either being held by someone or sitting in a wheelchair, and their bar-shaped patient clothes appeared and disappeared from the roses.
I walked over and walked aimlessly on the lawn
The strange environment makes the feeling of being isolated more obvious, and even has the illusion of being in another city!
My eyes searched around me mechanically, and finally landed in a place and stopped
At the end of the lawn, on a stone bench next to an osmanthus tree, holding hands and squatting on a person
Lowering his head, shaking his body back and forth, as if he could fall down at any time
Such a woman can do anything she wants as long as she wants
Her image has also changed tremendously in my eyes, from the original hatred to the fear
Yes, I'm afraid of her
It was already past eight o'clock when I got home. Yan was ironing her clothes. Jia Jia was sitting on a small stool next to her to change the clothes for the doll in her hand. The table was filled with a prepared supper and they were waiting for me to come back!
If I hadn't experienced such a long evening, I would have been suddenly moved, just because she and my daughter were still waiting for me so late. These two women were so persistent!
What I love is not only their beauty, but also every detail that happened every day in the past, and the flaws that many people think cannot tolerate, and the warmth that only when we are together with the three of us!
Yan's movements were very slow and very careful. After stacking her clothes, she asked me: Where have you been?
Something is wrong
I said
Pull a chair and sit at the dining table, watching Yan bring the dishes on the table into the kitchen to warm up
Jiajia had already run over and snuggled up to my legs and looked up at me: Dad, Dad, Jiajia is hungry... Jiajia wants to have a meal!
Looking at her innocent eyes, I suddenly felt sad. I picked her up and put her on my legs. I tried to smile and asked softly: Where is Ah hungry? Is it my stomach? Let my father see...
I had asked her to eat first, but I refused and said I would wait for my father to come back to eat together...
Yan's voice came from the kitchen: Don't you know you're hungry? You're back so late!
I didn't answer, but I felt empty and uncomfortable
If it weren't for the scene I saw with my own eyes in the stairwell, if it weren't for the scene I just saw, I really couldn't believe that my wife, who was still gentle and considerate at this time, could have hidden so many things from me!
At this time, I suddenly found myself feeling isolated. Over the years, my happy family has occupied the vast majority of my life and has become accustomed to the fixed lifestyle of my home and hospital. In addition, I can't even find a friend who can talk to me about!
Mom called...
Yan handed me chopsticks: That's the same thing, ask if you have any idea? He said that when he went to the hospital for examination a few days ago, he found that his father had an uneven heart rate and his blood pressure were also high. His body was no longer suitable for managing the company! He said that if you don't go, I really don't know who to hand it over to...
I was silent. The mother Yan mentioned was actually not my biological mother.
My mother passed away a year before I got married. She was lonely for the rest of her life, and she was wandering between many cities. She had a rare time to get off.
The closest people are businessmen, and businessmen pay a lot of money to part. When I was very young, I got used to living alone. My warmest memory in my youth was not the care of my mother, nor the distant greetings from my father, but the hospital...
If it is not very serious, I will go to the hospital myself if I get sick
I used to live in a very close place to the hospital, and I arrived just a few steps away
The hospital is not big, and there is a head nurse who is very familiar with me. Every time she sees me, she has obvious feelings and pity on her face. She knows that I am at home, and sometimes she will go to see me after work and bring me some food.
Thinking about it now, the reason why I chose the profession of a doctor is closely related to my attachment to that nurse.
I have always refused to take over my father's company, not only resenting his rebellion for his mother and indifference to me, but deep down I have a huge fear of that lifestyle!
I don't want Yan to become a woman who is suspicious like her mother, and I don't want her daughter to see her father for a few years.
Moreover, all my memories are almost all in this small town by the sea. If I leave here, I will feel like I have no roots.
Otherwise, you think about it... Jiajia and I can go there with you
Yan seems to have no appetite, and the chopsticks are plucking in the bowl
I shook my head. My father's company is located in Andorra, a very small country.
My father went there from France because of the tax exemption policy
There are no Chinese communities or Chinese schools. I have been to Barcelona to watch football.
Very unaccustomed, let alone like it
Jia Jia used a spoon to scoop out the carrots that Yan had put into her bowl, and put them in my bowl, the carrots she didn't like the most!
Then he glanced at Yan guiltily.
The little guy stands firmly. No matter what kind of temptation and scare you face, she cannot shake her rejection of carrots.
I reached out and wiped off the rice grains that were stuck to the corner of her mouth. As she watched her eat in big mouthfuls, there was a softest place in her heart that was touched: Baby, for you, I will never give up!
After hugging her daughter and watching the cartoon for a while, Yan came over to take her to take a shower
Jia Jia was giggling in the bathroom, and the sound of water also came from it. My daughter liked to play with water. Every time she took a shower, she was flicking all over the bathroom.
Yan's computer is on and placed on the bed in the bedroom
I went over and saw the QQ icon in the lower right corner flashing. I hesitated for a moment and clicked on it with my mouse.
Diorama (670 Fire Fire Fire 76) 21:19:26 is there?
Yan's QQ is invisible. The message has been sent for more than ten minutes. She must have seen it before taking Jiajia to take a shower. I don't know why I didn't click it.
Suddenly I felt that this was an opportunity, although I was not ready, but I understood that I must face this day...
Suppressing the urge to curse, I modified the signature notes of the diorama to delete this person
I want to give Yan a hint, I hope she can understand!
Back in the living room, sitting on the sofa, mechanically pressing the remote control in his hand, constantly changing the station, but the person was numb and a little at a loss
After coaxing Jia Jia to sleep, Yan returned to the bed. She probably saw the dialog box I clicked on the screen. She was stunned for a moment and looked at me.
I pretended to watch TV and tried to make myself look as calm as possible, but I paid attention to her from the corner of my eyes
Yan's face suddenly turned pale, she sat on the bed with her knees in her arms, staring blankly at the screen
I suddenly felt a little regretful and felt that I shouldn't have chosen to hint to her at this time
Subconsciously, I seem to hope that the later the showdown, the better. If possible, I would rather not mention it.
I don't know what attitude she would treat this matter!
I am afraid that things will develop in that aspect I least want. If Yan admits to me calmly... What should I do if Yan decides to leave?
It seemed like a long time later, Yan got off the bed and walked to me, took a cup from the coffee table and poured water.
Her hands were shaking violently, as if she couldn't even hold the cup. She was in a daze, and the water had already overflowed. She didn't know yet, and continued to fall.
The steaming water flowed down from the coffee table and flowed to my legs, wet a large piece of the corners of my pants.
I called her, and she was so scared that her whole body shook violently. With a snap, the cup fell on the coffee table and broke.
At this time, the person seemed to have woken up, and he was busy putting down the kettle to get something to wipe it. The kettle fell down even if it was not put firmly.
She wiped my legs with a towel at a loss, and kept saying: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry...
I stood up, stamped my feet, and said lightly that it was okay and the water was not hot
Yan still said to me in a tone that was about to cry: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry...
I couldn't say anything about her look, and I held her shoulder and comforted her softly: It doesn't matter, I don't know anything, it's fine.
Unexpectedly, after I said this, Yan suddenly cried, and tears kept flowing like spring water. I wiped her with my hands, but the tears couldn't stop. They just came out again as soon as they wiped them off.
I've never seen her cry like this, but strangely, I'm not surprised at all, and I even get a little bit of comfort back in the past
This is when she needs me. I can truly feel her attachment to me. In an instant, I didn’t think about anything else. I just wanted to hold her in my arms and comfort her and love her well, so that she would not let her be so confused and helpless!
Hug her into the bedroom and let her sit by the bed
I went out and poured her a glass of water. When I came back, I found that Yan had buried herself in the quilt, curled up, and her body kept thrusting with her crying.
I went over and patted her gently, then lifted the quilt, but she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, and she couldn't see her face at all
I sat quietly beside her, holding the water cup in my hand, feeling a little confused, not knowing what I was thinking
Maybe I'm waiting for her, waiting for her to cry, calm down, and then tell me something
Although I don’t know if I am ready to accept it, if she is willing to say it, I will listen, even if I feel like a knife, even if I feel in pain!
Yan kept crying, as if she didn't intend to stop, and repeatedly said sorry in a sob tone, as if there was nothing else to say except this sentence
I didn't say anything, and felt the water temperature in the water cup in my palm disappearing little by little, just like my past anger
Silence represents my forgiveness, I can't say that I forgive you, these four words are the last dignity in my life. Saying that sentence means a complete abandonment
I forgive you in this way, my wife, I hope you can understand
The night is getting deeper, and the TV in the living room outside is still playing. The changing light is projected on the smooth and clean floor at the bedroom door, blurred and distorted, and the vaguely visible picture seems to be performing a bizarre absurd drama.
Yan was already quiet, I don’t know if she was asleep, but Jia Jia turned over on the small bed and put her feet on the guardrail beside the bed.
I put down the water cup and walked over, carefully put her legs back, and covered them with a blanket.
Only then did I realize that my whole body was stiff, a little numb and sore. I pressed my hands on the edge of the bed and looked at my sleeping daughter carefully. My quiet and peaceful face was like an angel, my fingers were in my mouth, and my long eyelashes trembled from time to time.
Bent over and kiss her little face, touched the stubble on her mouth, and held back
Turn off the light and walk out of the bedroom, sit on the sofa and stare for a while, feeling indescribable fatigue. Turn off the TV, turn off all the lights, and bury myself in the darkness. I never thought about why I didn't go back to the bedroom, and subconsciously faced in that direction. Although I couldn't see anything, I knew they were all there. I was like a wild beast, suppressing the desire to roar and burst, quietly guarding on the edge of my territory.
It seemed that I had just glanced for a while, and when I opened my eyes, it was already dark
I found that there was a blanket on my body, and Yan lay beside my legs, only wearing pajamas, curled up like a cat
I covered her with the blanket and looked at her face. Like Jia Jia, both of them like to sleep with their fingers in their mouths. They had an innocent expression, and even their posture was surprisingly consistent.
The only difference is that Yan's brows are always tight
How many unbearable things are hidden in her heart?
Even in dreams, I can’t relax myself!
When I arrived at the balcony, I took a deep breath. The sky was gloomy, just like my mood, so depressing that it made me feel so uneasy.
For some reason, I suddenly remembered Na, and the twisted face with crazy appearance in my mind
In my ears was her voice: The road ahead will be very difficult and long...
Will Yan look back?
Will you leave Tong?
Should I keep my current silence?
Give her time to get rid of that terrible nightmare!
What should she do when facing such a hooligan alone?
Will Tong use those facts to threaten her?
My head was in chaos and I couldn't figure it out. It seemed that there was a layer of window paper between me and Yan. She refused to open it, and I didn't have the courage to expose it!
We all understand that no one can face such embarrassment calmly. It is like knowing that there is a thorn on your body, but because you are afraid of pain, you dare not touch it easily. You have to choose to avoid it from a distance and try not to touch the wound!
Holding the railing, he was stunned for a while in the sky, and turned around inadvertently, and found that Yan had woken up at some point, holding a blanket in her arms, standing behind me
She stood by the door, looking at me quietly, with a little timid expression and a vague look on her eyes. When she saw me suddenly turn around, she was shocked and tidied up the blanket in her hand in a panic. At the same time, her head was lowered, and her somewhat scattered hair hung down, covering her face.
This picture reminded me of those photos and my heart trembled suddenly
It was here that Tong molested my wife!
And Yan's posture at that time was almost exactly the same as she is now
I shook my head hard, rubbed my face with both hands, trying to get rid of those images but to no avail. One pair of images still flashed in my mind: Tong's hands, raised clothes, twisted body, legs...
I was upset for a moment and turned back to the room. When I passed by Yan, I subconsciously flashed down my body to avoid her.
At this time, Yan happened to take a look at me. When she saw me flashing, her face froze, lowered her head, and followed me back to the room silently.
Looking at her cautious expression, I suddenly felt a little reluctant. I tried my best to slow down and said to her: It's still early, go and sleep for a while.
Yan lowered her head and said nothing, her hands rubbing on the blanket uneasy
I went over and held her hand and took her to the bedroom
She followed me like a child, but her palms were cold
He helped her to the bed and was about to turn around, but Yan grabbed her hand tightly. He looked at me quietly for a while before saying: You, where are you going? Stay with me for a while?
I won't go anywhere
Pull Yan's hand in front of her eyes, gently stroked her slender fingertips, and then watched her soft fingers wrap around with my fingers, I really want to say: I will always be by your side, always with you, and never leave you for the rest of my life!
But when he opened his mouth, he didn't say it, as if something was stuck in his throat
Yan leaned her head on my back, and after a long time, she sighed softly, her voice almost faintly
The two of them didn't say anything, and looked quietly, watching the sky light up little by little
The night has passed and the sky will always be bright, but everyone knows that it will be darker again after dawn. We don’t know whether we will lose ourselves in the dark night that will come again in the future...
After breakfast, life still needs to continue. Whether you want to or not, the person who should get sick will still get sick, and the person who should go to the hospital will still go to the hospital
I didn't arrange my surgery, so I sat in a chair. There were people coming and going outside the door. I got used to being busy. I suddenly calmed down and felt like I had become an outsider. It seemed that I had nothing to do with everyone.
As noon approached, Director Li of the Party Office came to me and first talked a little, then finally said: You are the typical example set by our hospital. This time, it is time to get your rating. I thought you should get on. I discussed it with the dean yesterday and arranged for you to provide guidance from outside to increase some capital! How about going to the second hospital in the city to communicate first? It would be legitimate to mention you when you come back.
This can be said to be a good thing for anyone to fall from the sky.
At this moment, I was a little absent-minded and responded politely, without feeling any joy at all
Li patted my shoulder and said: Do it well, your future will be safe and bright.
When will I go? I asked
It's not far anyway, so why don't you go in the afternoon...
He said: Come back early and announce it early. There are people in the middle of the province that are not bad things, and it is difficult for the personnel department to do.
I also hope that I have something to do at hand. I am idle, and that helpless emptiness is entangled with ghosts. I need to see the patient, and there I can feel trusted and needed!
Besides, the second doctor is closer to the community where I live, so I will have plenty of time to go back at noon.
As soon as the afternoon passed, I encountered an emergency surgery. A car accident patient had three broken ribs and an open calf fracture.
The hospital arranged several interns who had just graduated to observe. The family members began to disagree. The hospital was very tough. The anesthesiologist used the excuse of debugging oxygen equipment and wasted time there.
I was a little angry, but I had to do my family's work. After more than ten minutes, I made it clear.
The habit I have developed for many years is that as soon as I go to the operating table, I will not think of anything in my mind and I will be completely devoted to the treatment of patients.
This is not only respect for life, but also my requirement for my professional ethics.
But as soon as the operation was over, the person immediately became lazy and started to think about it again. What is Yan doing at home now?
I wonder if Tong will bother her?
Anxiety gathered in the chest, unspeakable boredom, so I simply left the room and went to the corridor to get some breath
The corridor is past the inpatient building, with a wide lawn in front of the building, mixed with rows of flowers and trees.
Several patients were scattered sparsely, either being held by someone or sitting in a wheelchair, and their bar-shaped patient clothes appeared and disappeared from the roses.
I walked over and walked aimlessly on the lawn
The strange environment makes the feeling of being isolated more obvious, and even has the illusion of being in another city!
My eyes searched around me mechanically, and finally landed in a place and stopped
At the end of the lawn, on a stone bench next to an osmanthus tree, holding hands and squatting on a person
Lowering his head, shaking his body back and forth, as if he could fall down at any time
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