Compared to Wuyou's excitement, An An was much calmer and not shy, because everyone was in their twenties and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
Especially since he is so familiar with Wuyou, there is nothing to hide in front of him.
He was just a little surprised that he would admit it.
Not because he is conservative, but because he knows better than anyone how nosy Wuyou can be.
So he will definitely not listen to it, and he will definitely tell the whole story!
However, he still admitted it.
He thought that he probably wouldn't have to sleep tonight, as someone would definitely disturb him to death.
However, he should not be able to sleep originally.
Therefore, the reason why he admitted it was probably because he was too depressed tonight and wanted to find someone to talk to.
"Bo Anrui! You're so shameless! You didn't report such a good thing to me? Hurry up and tell me honestly! What year, month, day, where, and which woman ended you?"
There was obviously a hint of joking in the teasing question, and Wuyou smiled with an ambiguous look on his face.
An An glanced at him and replied calmly, "Nine years ago."
Wuyou's eyes almost fell out, right? So early?
This guy is really just a blockbuster! He has been beaten several times!
But...is it really fake?
"Who is that woman? What's her name? How did you meet her? How did you get along?" Wuyou was like checking her household registration.
"She is my classmate. As for her name... I don't want to say it."
Others don’t understand An An, but doesn’t he understand him? He is the kind of person who is cautious enough to hold a girl’s hand and wants to be responsible for her. How could he end up giving up?
An An understood the look in his eyes. He knew Wuyou wouldn't believe it, so he said it.
In fact, he himself found it incredible that he, who had always been very principled, could not control himself, but that was absolutely true.
"No, there really is such a person. It happened when I was in my last year at Gaofan Academy."
Wuyou showed an expression of "Just make it up".
An An twitched his lips in a self-deprecating tone. It was no wonder that Wuyou didn't believe it, because even the classmates in their class didn't know it at the time.
"Then where is she now, do you know?" Wuyou continued to interrogate.
An An's eyes became even darker, "I don't know, there is no connection at all."
Wuyou curled his lips, not knowing what to ask! Who are you lying to?
"Okay, An'an, you don't have to pretend anymore. Although you are still a chubby at this age...well, you are a bit behind, but at least you still have me as your company, so you can be more open-minded! Don't worry.
, I will not tell anyone about this kind of embarrassing thing for two people!" Wuyou sounded like brothers sharing joys and sorrows.
"..."
"However, I'm already planning to get married to Xiao Yuan. I can't wait for you any longer. You should find a girlfriend as soon as possible!" Wuyou said in a disrespectful and unfraternal manner.
After saying that, she felt that she was being too unkind, so she quickly added, "If that doesn't work, I'll introduce you to one! Madoka knows many models, and all of them are beautiful women!"
An An didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She adjusted her breathing and tried to stay calm, but she couldn't feel relieved for a long time.
Introduce a girlfriend to him? People have often mentioned this to him over the years, but he has never agreed.
Whether it was his mentor, his clients, or friends he met at work, he unanimously declined everyone's good intentions and always said that he should put his career first.
But if you say this too often, it becomes unbelievable.
Especially in the past two years, as he grows older and his career rises, his refusals become less convincing each time.
He thought of the unfinished resume on the computer, which recorded his growth and progress over the years. It was not that he was narcissistic, but if he took out such a resume, no one would really believe that he still needed to work hard for a career.
In fact, his conference invitations have been scheduled for almost two years. Domestic, international, private, government... No matter how high-level the meeting is, he is familiar with it, and there is almost nothing that can challenge him.
This is the goal he set in his life plan to achieve when he was thirty, but now he has accomplished it ahead of schedule. Excluding the past, counting from now on, the Spring Festival has just passed and he is only 28 years old.
What is he doing?
He was suddenly confused.
Over the years, his footsteps have not stopped. He has walked farther and farther and climbed higher and higher. Now he has finally reached the top of the mountain, but he has a feeling of being cold and lonely at the top.
Flowers, applause, money, status... He had it all, but when he really clenched his fist, there seemed to be nothing in his palm.
When he was a child, he still had his mother to depend on, but now his mother has a father, and Beibei doesn't need him to worry about it. She has Xia Yihan, and she has a lot.
With a successful career and a happy family, there are countless people outside who envy him. However, in the dead of night, only he knows the feeling of loneliness.
However, he can't blame others, because everything is his own fault.
"You're not 'forgotten by old love', are you?" Wuyou deliberately teased him.
He had a bitter taste in his mouth. So what if he couldn't forget it, so what if he forgot it. He had no right to regret what he had done back then.
Just because he posted her love letter? No, of course not.
But that incident was the trigger.
***
People's Hospital.
Pediatrics.
Just as the flu hit, many children caught colds, ranging from those less than ten days old to ten years old.
There was a lot of crying in the pediatric clinic and ward.
Children's blood vessels are very thin, so it is difficult to get an injection, and it becomes even more difficult when the child cries. When the child cries, the nurse's hand shakes, and the parents feel distressed. Everything is in chaos.
"Milan, I can't survive. I've already had three puncture wounds... Come here quickly!" A nurse was sweating profusely and asked for help from Milan.
"Okay, right away." Opposite the hospital bed, the nurse who was giving an injection to another child responded softly.
She helped the child put the tape on, then gently put down her little hand, then stood up and adjusted the speed of the dropper. The movements were done in one go, without any sloppiness.
A child over one year old was about to cry, but before the tears could flow out, the pain stopped. The little guy flattened his mouth and held it back.
The child's mother was extremely grateful, "Nurse Ji, thank you!"
"You're welcome, this is my duty. Take good care of the child, hold his hand and don't move, I'll go over there and take a look. If you need anything, press the bell on the bedside, and I will come over immediately."
Milan explained carefully, then took the infusion rubber tube and the remaining sterile cotton swabs, turned around and left.
She came to the colleague who had just asked for help and found that the child in this bed was smaller. The card on the bedside had the child's date of birth written on it, and he was only ten months old.
It is difficult to prick such a small baby. The little hands are chubby and no blood vessels can be seen at all. Under normal circumstances, they will prick the feet.
However, this baby's nutrition is very good, and his feet are also chubby, like two big dumplings. He is cute, but it will be difficult to get an acupuncture.
There are already three pinholes on the two fat and round feet, one on the left foot and two on the right foot, which makes people feel distressed.
"Um...this is the best nurse in our department. She can definitely do it! Please give us another chance! Thank you, thank you!" The little nurse who had failed earlier quickly promised her parents.
It is conceivable that the parents' faces were already very ugly. Milan knew that if the injection could not be inserted, he would be in big trouble.
It's the Spring Festival holiday these days. Which parent is willing to bring their children to a place like this during the Chinese New Year? But the flu is rampant, so I have to come.
The clinic is overcrowded and there are no more beds to allocate. There have been a lot of troubles in the department in the past few days. The head nurse and the director of pediatrics are both worried, and the director has begun to pay attention to it.
But who can be blamed for this? The flu is coming fiercely, sick children are flocking here, there are many people and few resources, the baby itself is difficult to inject, the nurse does not want to miss it, and the parents are not deliberately looking for trouble, but when they get together, they will cause constant trouble.
.
"I'm sorry for causing your baby to suffer." Milan first apologized with his colleagues, and then took out two recently peeled potato slices from the pocket of his white coat. "First apply this on the baby's feet. It can relieve the pain."
Bruises.”
The parent's face softened, he took the potato slices and stiffly said thank you.
Milan and his colleagues looked at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the following is the key!
Milan observed the baby's blood vessel distribution and finally decided to pierce the head.
In fact, parents and nurses have the same mentality. Neither of them is willing to prick the head. Parents think it is too cruel, and nurses think it is too risky.
Pricking the hands and feet would not cause any serious problems, but if the same needles were transferred to the head, it would be much more shocking.
Sometimes everything is fine, but when we encounter unreasonable parents, they say that you have damaged the brains of our children, and what should we do if they have IQ problems in the future? Even if they jump into the Yellow River, they won't be able to clean it up.
Therefore, many nurses avoid pricking their heads if they can, but Milan had no choice today.
She took a deep breath, adjusted herself, and then started to do it.
The colleagues next to her were all sweating for her. They didn't even dare to look at her and closed their eyes tightly.
But Milan lived up to expectations, one shot went down quickly, steadily and accurately!
At the door of the ward, the head nurse happened to pass by and nodded with satisfaction.