Text/Shu Yu

late at night.

The emergency room of the hospital is brightly lit.

Three hours ago, a patient was sent to the emergency room. He was involved in a car accident and had a ruptured spleen.

After the operation, Yi Yan followed Director Chen back to the office.

After discussing the surgery just now, Director Chen waved his hand to Yi Yan: "Okay, go back, you can get off work in a few hours."

The temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days, and the flu has been raging. Yi Yan accidentally contracted the flu. He worked for more than ten hours in a row and his head felt heavy.

She said hello to Director Chen and left the office to return to the consultation room.

The hospital sees few patients in the early morning and the corridors are deserted.

Two young nurses in the consulting room saw Yi Yan coming in and said hello: "Doctor Yi."

A blue medical mask covered most of Yi Yan's face. She responded with a muffled voice.

"Dr. Yi, do you have a cold? I see that you didn't eat much for dinner tonight. Do you need to get some medicine?"

Yi Yan pulled up the chair and sat down: "It's okay, it's not serious."

"Then drink more hot water. There are really a lot of flu patients in the emergency department recently."

"Um."

I lost my appetite during dinner, and after a few hours, Yi Yan finally felt a little hungry.

She took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her white coat, swiped the screen a few times, and asked, "I'll order takeout, will you order some?"

The two nurses working the night shift were already hungry. The two nurses in the emergency department had a good relationship with Yi Yan, so they immediately ran over to get takeout.

After ordering takeout, no patient came in. Yi Yan got up and got a cup of hot water.

When I sat back at the table, the two nurses were still chatting.

"When the holidays come soon, the number of people coming to the emergency department will increase again. Recently, I have had the flu. I am really busy and busy."

"Yes, in a profession like ours, we don't have so much relaxing time. We don't get to take part in other people's holidays. Every time I see my friends around me taking weekends off, I really envy them."

"Alas," the little nurse sighed and looked out the window, "the weather is getting colder now, and it takes a long time to get up every day."

"The only thing that can comfort us now is that we will be off work in three hours."

Yi Yan felt unwell today and spoke little. After drinking hot water, she put on her mask again.

If you have the flu, don't spread it to others.

After a while, a nurse passed by outside and knocked on the door.

"Dr. Yi, Director Chen asked me to ask you to go to the office again and tell you something. I said you didn't answer the call."

Yi Yan subconsciously touched her pocket and put her cell phone on silent. After ordering the takeout, she didn't even look at her phone, not knowing there was a call coming in.

"Okay," Yi Yan closed the medical record, "I'll come over."

Director Chen asked Yi Yan to go over and explain some things.

Half an hour later, Yi Yan came out of the director's office, walked through the stairwell to the window, took off his mask and took a breath of air.

The whole city is still sleeping, and the air is filled with loneliness and sobriety.

Wearing a mask all day was very boring. Yi Yan stood for a few minutes, washed his hands and went straight to the office.

The takeaway I ordered half an hour ago has arrived.

"The guy who delivered the takeout just now is so handsome." Yi Yan heard the nurse Xiaona say as soon as she entered.

Yi Yan has always been interested in handsome men.

"How handsome?"

Nurse Xiaona immediately became interested and opened the disposable chopsticks with a snap: "He's so handsome, tall, and has muscles on his body. His skin is healthy and wheat-colored, and his hormones are exploding. I almost lost my mind when I went out to get takeout just now."

Another nurse did not go out to get the takeaway: "What a pity. If I had known about it, I would have gone out to get it."

Yi Yan took off his white coat and put it aside, sat down at the table, and took the chopsticks handed to him: "Isn't he very handsome?"

Nurse Xiaona: "Dr. Yi, you haven't even seen him before and you say he's not handsome."

Yi Yan took off his mask and smiled: "Because it's not my type."

It's not what I like, no matter how good-looking it is, it doesn't matter.

When the two people opposite heard this, they immediately became interested: "Ah, let's put it this way, I don't know what type you like, Dr. Yi."

"Has the guy who came to sew your head last time caught up with you? I forgot about it when I came back from a week's leave last time."

Xiaona answered another nurse: "How is that possible? I didn't even get Dr. Yi's mobile phone number."

Yi Yan opened the takeout box for a moment before raising his eyes: "Maybe it's about to arrive."

The two young nurses stared at Yi Yan's face. They believed her words and were slightly surprised: "Is it really coming?"

Yi Yan curled her lips and smiled: "I lied to you."

Xiaona: "I'm just saying, Dr. Yi, how could you like that kind of gangster? He's not a good person."

When the other person next to him heard this, he immediately bumped Xiaona's elbow and winked.

Xiaona was silent for a moment.

They had heard gossip that Dr. Yi was a little girl when she was young, that is, a gangster.

This gossip was spread by the interns who came in the same batch as Dr. Yi. It is impossible to tell whether it is true or false, but it is not groundless.

The office fell silent for a moment.

A few seconds passed, and Yi Yan suddenly broke the silence: "Indeed."

She chewed the food in her mouth slowly and said nonchalantly, "I don't like little gangsters."

The two young nurses breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Yi Yan was uneasy: "The type I like..."

She squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was remembering something: "You must be good-looking, fair, and not talkative."

"Oh, and also," she playfully raised the corners of her lips, "I feel shy when teased."

This is not like describing the type of person you like, but rather specific to a certain person.

The two nurses were surprised that Dr. Yi, who had a calm and tough personality, actually liked this kind of thing.

While they were still in shock, Yi Yan over there seemed to have lost his memory. He quickly ended the topic and took out a tissue to wipe his hands, as if the person who just smiled and said what type of person he liked was not her.

She loses her appetite when she is sick and feels full after eating a few mouthfuls, so she throws the takeaway food into the trash can.

The sky turned white.

After eating the takeaway, Yi Yan returned to the clinic, and patients came to the emergency room for treatment one after another.

After seeing the two patients, Yi Yan sniffed and rubbed his temples with his fingertips.

The cold and dizziness are more severe than before.

A patient came in at the door. Yi Yan shook his head slightly and continued working.

After suturing another patient's wound, Yi Yan took off his mask and stood up to go to the window for some fresh air.

The window was opened a crack, and the air-conditioning seeped in. The whole city outside the window was gradually waking up and gaining popularity.

After leaving this city for eight years, I still came back.

Can't tell why.

Maybe it's just because the air in this city smells better than other cities.

Suddenly, a man passed by not far away. He was wearing a windbreaker and had a tall figure.

Yi Yan's pupils suddenly shrank.

The morning light was dim just now, and she could only see a small half of her face.

His temples were still swollen, so Yi Yan finally shook his head.

There was no one there anymore, maybe I saw it wrong.

How could someone who I haven't seen for two years appear out of thin air?

At this time, a patient came into the clinic. Yi Yan didn't think any more, put on a mask and continued working.

At dawn, there were more and more emergency patients. We were busy for more than ten hours, and finally it was almost time to get off work.

Yi Yan turned the pen around with his fingertips, thinking that he should go home and take a nap after get off work, but he felt so dizzy that he was about to explode.

While he was lost in thought, there was a light knock on the door.

"Hello."

Yi Yan still held his forehead with his hands, stared at the table to calm down, and asked directly: "What's wrong with you?" The voice behind the mask was a bit muffled.
To be continued...