After entering medical school, the mysterious feeling for women still existed, and it became even stronger. Because I had seen a woman's body, but it was only a quick glance. Therefore, my subconscious desire for women became stronger. Of course, this
There is another reason - the growth of age and the further maturity of physical development.
However, I was ashamed in my heart, because the body of the woman I saw was that of an old man who had been kind to me, and was also the grandmother of my best classmate. This feeling of guilt from deep in my heart made me
I don’t dare to face all the women around me, including those beautiful female classmates in our class.
Therefore, studying has become my only pleasure.
However, foreign languages are my natural enemy. I am naturally insensitive to language-related things, and those words make me miserable, so I hate foreigners speaking and using such language.
Five years of college have passed quickly. All the male classmates in the dormitory have been in love or have been in love many times, but I have always kept to myself. It's not because I have a high level, but because I don't dare to go to the girls I like.
A classmate expressed love. There is only one beautiful memory in my heart - the female classmate of my middle school.[
During my graduate studies, I worked as an intern in a hospital for two years. My teacher’s wife liked me very much. She thought I was honest and responsible, so she introduced me to girlfriends several times. But when those girls heard that I was majoring in obstetrics and gynecology,
They all bowed to me politely.
My inner inferiority complex became even stronger, and from then on I was even more afraid to communicate with women when I saw them. Three years of postgraduate study gave me the only gain - my foreign language skills have been greatly improved. This is a failure in love.
compensation. Therefore, I have always believed in one thing: the world is balanced and fair, just like the immortality of matter and the law of conservation of energy.
It took the Chinese eight years to drive away the Japanese, but I completed my studies in the same time.
On the first day of work, the department assigned me a hospital bed and I also had a day of outpatient duties.
The time I go to the outpatient clinic is every Sunday. Because I have just graduated, I have to go to the outpatient clinic on Sundays. This is not bullying me, because every doctor in the department has gone through this.
When I graduated, women were no longer as repulsive to male obstetricians and gynecologists as they used to be, but the inferiority complex deep in my heart still existed. I could only dilute it by treating every patient with care and kindness.
The darkness inside me. Therefore, the patients have a pretty good impression of me.
To be honest, in my eyes, those patients are not tall or short, beautiful or ugly. What I see is only their special organs and the diseases attached to those special organs. This is not all a matter of doctors’ professional ethics and personal feelings.
Due to ethics, this is a habit. Because of this, sometimes when I meet a beautiful woman on the street, if she greets me with a smile and introduces herself as my patient, I will tell her
full impression.
I didn't expect that I would actually meet her, Zhao Menglei, the female classmate from middle school whom I longed for. It was my second outpatient visit. It was a Sunday afternoon.
But the place where we met was a special place - my consulting room.
That day was just after an autumn rain. The air conditioning was on in the ward, so it was not as humid as outside. I hate humid air. When I went to the cafeteria to eat at noon, the humid air made my whole body, especially my back, very sticky.
It was uncomfortable. The temperature had dropped after the rain, but I still felt hot and stuffy. After eating in a hurry, I returned to the clinic sweating profusely.
I washed my face and took a nap in the consulting room.
False sleep is actually a state of closing one's eyes and resting one's mind, and in this state it is often easy to enter light sleep. Light sleep is the time when dreams appear most frequently. I had a dream that day——
In front of me is her graceful figure. In my eyes, she is walking gracefully. She is wearing brown pants, a light green top, and a ponytail swinging left and right behind her head. I can see her.
Her skin was only a snow-white neck, waving hands, no, but also her two small and beautiful ears. I moved my body to the side, and my eyes suddenly saw half of her beautiful and white face.
She seemed to have discovered that I was following her, and she turned around to look. I was shocked. I woke up immediately, and my already cool body was dripping with sweat. At this moment, I knew that I still felt inferior, because even in my dream
, when she turned around, I still chose to escape - in this case, waking up from the dream is psychologically a kind of escape.
However, I was excited because I dreamed of her. Although the excitement was followed by pain, I was still grateful to her in my heart, grateful that she entered my dream.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, my outpatient clinic continued.
"Call the next one." I told the nurse after seeing the two patients, and then went to wash my hands.
When I turned around, I found that the patient was already sitting opposite my desk, but my body turned into petrification the moment I saw her.
"Feng Xiao! How could it be you?" She also recognized me.[
The surprise and joyful expression on her beautiful face immediately touched my nerves and lifted my petrified state. At that moment, the inferiority and shyness in my heart suddenly flew away from me, "Zhao Menglei? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"
I really thought I was dreaming because I had just dreamed about her. I am a doctor and I don’t believe that such a thing can happen in this world.
"Feng Xiao, how did you become an obstetrician and gynecologist?" She asked me, with an embarrassed expression on her face.
One thing I still knew was that I couldn't treat my female classmate. Besides, she was still the girl of my dreams. I didn't want to destroy the beauty in my heart. So I smiled at her and said, "I'll take you there."
Check it out with the doctor next door. Female doctor."
She stood up immediately and said, "Thank you."
It seems that she is not willing to let me see a doctor for her. After all, we were classmates once and we are very familiar with each other. If I see a doctor for her, it will only bring embarrassment to both of us.
After handing her over to an associate professor female doctor in the outpatient clinic, I returned to my consulting room and felt suddenly uncomfortable. She was married? Otherwise, why would she come here to see a doctor?
"I'll treat you to dinner." It wasn't until she came over to invite me after seeing the doctor that I became excited again.
"Let me treat you." I said hurriedly.
"Okay. Who told you to be a boy?" She smiled.
At that moment, I discovered that she was still as beautiful as before, but her face had left traces of wasted time.
I found that her face was no longer as smooth as before.
I invited her to dinner that day. It turned out to be an embarrassment because the proprietress of that restaurant turned out to be my patient.
"Why didn't I see your name when I registered?" Zhao Menglei asked me on the way to the hotel.
I replied sheepishly: "Because I am just an ordinary doctor. Only doctors with associate professor or above will have their names in the registration office."
"How many years have you been working?" she asked me.
"I just started working. I just graduated with a master's degree this year. I just took the exam to be qualified as an attending physician. I think the professional title will be issued soon." I found that I couldn't help but speak in such detail.
"I'm telling you," she said with a smile, "if we hadn't finished all the expert registrations today, we wouldn't have met yet."
"Fortunately my name is not on it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see you." I said with a smile.
"No. If I see your name, I will definitely come to you. I still remember you, and I also remember that you were admitted to medical school. At least I want to confirm it.
It's not you." She smiled.
At that moment, I felt a sudden feeling in my heart.
I chose the place to eat at short notice, not far from our hospital. When she and I just entered, we heard someone calling me: "Doctor, doctor!" [
A graceful woman suddenly appeared in front of me. I found that she was smiling at me, and then I was sure that she was calling me, so I smiled at her.
Although I didn’t know her, I felt that smiling was the best way. Suddenly, I found that my usual low self-esteem and shyness were no longer there. Is it because Zhao Menglei was by my side?
"Is this your lover, Dr. Feng?" the charming woman asked me with a smile.
I suddenly felt embarrassed, "This is my classmate."
"It's so beautiful." She praised in admiration, "Dr. Feng, this restaurant is owned by our family. I'm treating you today."
"Thank you!" I secretly wondered: Who is this woman? Then I said: "I have to pay, otherwise I won't come next time."
"Then I'll give you a discount." The charming woman then smiled.
"Thank you!" I didn't know what to say.
"You are familiar with her? That woman just now." Zhao Menglei asked me after I sat down with her.
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, "I don't know."
She looked at me in surprise and then laughed, "I didn't expect you, an obstetrician and gynecologist, to be quite popular."
I felt embarrassed again, "I really don't know her."
She was nodding, her smile already fading, "It seems you are a qualified doctor."
Although she did not put the word "obstetrics and gynecology" in front of the word "doctor", I completely understood what she meant. I immediately became happy: I was certainly happy to be praised by her.
The charming woman personally brought us the recipe and asked me with a smile: "What do you want to eat?"
"Let's have some of your special dishes." I said after thinking for a while.
"Okay." She put the menu back, "What kind of drinks would you like?"
I went to see Zhao Menglei, "What do you think?"
"When we meet old classmates, of course we have to drink some wine. The wine bar shouldn't be too expensive." She said to me with a smile.
"Okay!" the graceful woman responded and left.
But she and I suddenly entered a state of conversation. She and I were both looking intently at the beautiful tablecloth in front of us.
"When did you come here? What are you doing now?" Time passed for a long time, and I finally couldn't help asking her such a question. But at this time, she also asked me at the same time: "Your lover
What is it for?"
After looking at each other, we both laughed at the same time.
"Answer me first." She said first.
I smiled bitterly, "Not yet. I have never been in love." I felt my face getting hot, because my heart was saying to her: I have been thinking of you in my heart.
"No?" she asked, looking at me in surprise.
I nodded to her and then asked: "What about you? What does your lover do?"
I gave up on the previous two questions because I think this question is more important.