scalpel, soft around fingers

Chapter 9

Shan Wangchen went straight to the bathroom door and opened it for them.The beautiful long legs are crossed and stacked, and the tone is very rude: "The epidemic situation is currently, both of you go to the bathroom to wash your face and hands first!"

Xie Moji was somewhat frustrated by his unhappy look, but for the sake of the interview, he could only endure it.The weather in April and May is a bit damp, and the floor of the bathroom is wet everywhere.When Xie Moji hopped his feet and stepped in carefully, his mood became even worse, and he suddenly felt a bit like a clown.

"This doctor Shan doesn't seem to like us very much." Gao Yaqin was also very angry, grabbed a towel and wiped her face angrily, then took out a box of foundation from her bag reluctantly, and started to put on makeup again.

Xie Moji was used to plain makeup anyway, so he didn't find it troublesome to wash his face and hands.What annoyed her was Doctor Shan's attitude.Could it be that without enough sleep, people's literacy will plummet?
After thinking about it, she still wiped the exposed skin very carefully.As soon as she finished wiping, Gao Yaqin touched her waist with her elbow: "Don't be so obedient, okay?"

Xie Moji was looking at himself in the mirror, caught off guard by her sudden bump, unsteady, and fell to one side.Although Gao Yaqin grabbed her quickly, her knee still hit the cabinet under the wash basin, causing her to cry out in pain.

"Are you okay?" Gao Yaqin helped her to sit on the toilet, and asked in a low voice.I just think they are so embarrassing now.

Xie Moji shook his head and said it was okay, he lifted up his trousers and saw that his knees were red and swollen.She tried to touch it with her hands, but was groaning from the prickling of her skin.

The cry startled Shan Wangchen who was resting outside with his eyes closed.Soon, there was a knock on the bathroom door, followed by the tall figure of Shan Wangchen.

"What's wrong?" His voice was dry and tired, and his eyes were fixed on Xie Moji who was standing up staggeringly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I accidentally bumped it." Xie Moji smiled awkwardly, trying to take a few steps to show that he was really okay, but his expression and movements became stiff due to the pain from his knee.

"Let me see!" Dr. Shan squatted down to examine her swollen knee carefully.His hands rested on her calves, and his warm and dry palms inadvertently scratched her skin, making her heart beat wildly. "Does it hurt?" He asked in a low voice, pressing his fingers here and there, with gentle movements and a serious expression.Xie Moji gritted his teeth and said it didn't hurt. When his eyes swept across his face, his mood was affected by his tangled eyebrows.

"Let's go to the hospital to take an X-ray." He finally said, blowing his warm breath onto her legs.

"It's okay, it's just a little bump." She frowned and said, feeling that he was making a fuss over a molehill.

"Go, I'll see you off." He avoided her sight and stood up.

In this way, under the insistence of Doctor Shan, the helpless Xie Moji was helped down the stairs.It was just a bump, but she was treated like an enemy, and she felt a little embarrassed.

When getting into the car, Dr. Shan took her from Gao Yaqin's hand, held her shoulders, sent her gently, and put her on the car.There was a fresh scent of antiseptic soap on his body, and when he approached, some strands got into her nose.After she settled down, Dr. Shan got into the driver's seat, his head was lowered, his deep eyes were looking out of the window for a moment, his expression was a little tired.

The car bumped all the way to the direction of the hospital.Since Xie Moji didn't sleep well last night and his knee was injured, he sat at the back and stared out the window in a daze, feeling a little dazed.

"Does your foot hurt badly?" Dr. Shan turned around and asked at the traffic lights.

Xie Moji didn't hear it, and stared blankly at the direction of Doctor Shan's face, his mind was full of inexplicable memory fragments.

"Doctor Shan asked you?" Gao Yaqin patted her on the shoulder.

"Huh?...It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." After a few seconds lag, she finally returned to her soul.

When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor who took the film greeted Shan Wangchen warmly as soon as he saw him. "Aren't you off work?" He asked while operating the computer.

"Well, I'll go home after filming. Old Wang, I'm sorry." Shan Wangchen sat beside him, looking through the lead glass at Xie Moji in the filming room.

Dr. Wang followed his eyes and asked curiously, "Old Dan, your girlfriend?"

Shan Wangchen shook his head and said calmly, "She is a reporter from Dongqu Newspaper, Miss Xie."

When Dr. Wang heard that she wasn't his girlfriend, he lost interest and started another topic: "I heard about that female patient of yours. Has her high fever subsided?"

"It has been withdrawn, and it will enter the stage of surgical diagnosis and treatment tomorrow."

"That's good. If you forget it, I won't bother you again." Dr. Wang expressed his feelings.Doctors are most afraid of such neurotic patients, they cannot be beaten or scolded.You are kind to her, she is pestering you again.It's just Lao Shan who is patient. If it was him, he would have been transferred to another department long ago.

Shan Wangchen frowned slightly.

A few minutes later, Dr. Wang pointed to the part of the image with uneven density on the computer and asked, "There is nothing wrong with the film. Has Miss Xie ever had a knee injury?"

"Hmm. Is there a problem?" Dr. Shan leaned closer to the computer and looked at it seriously, until Lao Wang said "no problem, no problem", and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"I remember when you were first transferred to the Department of Infectious Diseases, there was a little girl in the ward chasing you all the time. You were tortured by her at the time. Did she go to you later?" Old Wang's heart of gossip still Burning brightly.

"No." Shan Wangchen's expression froze.Subconsciously looking at the lead glass, the place where Xie Moji just lay was empty.He raised his eyebrows and thought, is she in the corridor outside?
"I said that your department is also very unlucky. Once the patients are cured, they won't remember you. No matter how nice you are to them, it's useless."

"Old Wang, patients can forget the past and start their new lives in good health. Isn't that also our original intention as a doctor." He smiled lightly, his eyes swept across the cracks in the door.

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open, and Xie Moji limped in, with an embarrassing smile on his face: "Doctor Shan, is my knee okay?"

"No problem, no problem. You can't let your knee hurt again." Dr. Wang rushed to answer with a happy face.

Xie Moji hurriedly thanked him politely, then turned his head to the calm Shan Wangchen, and asked obsequiously: "Can you interview me for a while while waiting for the movie?"

Shan Wangchen looked at her like a monster, and after a while, he said coldly: "Let Gao Yaqin come in, you go and sit outside, don't make trouble."

in a few days.Xie Moji "returned to the team" after recovering from injury.Although there is still a big bruise on the leg, there is no problem with walking or anything.So the interview plan between her and Zeng Liang was put on the agenda.

Today is the day of the interview.The two stood together by the escalator on the second floor of the newspaper building.They were in a position where they could see the entire hall on the first floor.While waiting for the interviewee, the two held teacups in their hands as if leisurely, chatting and admiring the various poses downstairs.

In front of the large screen in the center of the hall and the newspaper wall on the west side, many people stop and watch every day.Many are residents of nearby communities.Today is no exception.Everyone is concerned about the latest developments in the epidemic.Especially at the very moment when the number of infected people has soared to more than [-], everyone will inevitably feel the tension and anxiety of "doomed".

Xie Moji was infected by the worried faces of the people downstairs, and was about to go downstairs to watch the news, when Gao Yaqin's pretty figure appeared at the end of his sight.She was wearing a white professional suit today and was carrying an expensive small bag in her hand.There was a faint blush on the delicately made-up face.

"She went to the hospital to find Dr. Shan again?" Zeng Liang glanced at her graceful gait and asked curiously.

The fact that Gao Yaqin went to see Dr. Shan all the time when she had nothing to do made everyone in the newspaper know about it.After hearing this, the colleagues in the editorial department were all secretly curious about the legendary virus expert, and a few girls couldn't hold their breath, and inquired about Dr. Shan's gossip through various relationships.

For example, he has a handsome face behind the mask; for example, more than half of the nurses in the hospital have had a crush on him; for example, he likes to drink fruit juice, but hates to eat fruit, etc.

While speaking, Gao Yaqin had already walked to the second floor, and before she got close, she exaggeratedly compared the movements of a scissors hand, and said to Xie Moji braggingly: "Moji, when Doctor Shan is not busy, his attitude is really good. He is impeccable. Also, his gentle voice is simply stunning." While talking, he gestured, unable to hide the excitement between his brows.

Xie Moji couldn't help feeling disgusted when she heard her exaggerate.She looked back at the small conference room where people kept entering, and exchanged glances with Zeng Liang.

"You talk, I'll go in and greet the interviewer first." Zeng Liang found a reason to leave first.

Xie Moji didn't intend to listen to her anymore, but Gao Yaqin grabbed her hands and didn't let go.

"By the way, Dr. Shan asked about your knee today. His tone is quite concerned about you. Mo Ji, how did you get to know Dr. Shan so well? Can you help me?" She asked in a low voice.

Xie Moji's mind flashed Dr. Shan's serious face when he checked her knees, and a layer of warmth floated in his heart. "Didn't you keep running to him recently, why, haven't you gotten to know him well?" she asked.

"His attitude is good and he is polite, but he just gives people a slight sense of alienation, and feels that no matter how hard he tries, he can't get to his heart."

"You already have boyfriends, why are you trying so hard to get into other people's hearts?" Xie Moji gave her a white look, and walked back to the meeting room.

The sun at nine o'clock in the morning, shining on people, is warm and just right.The interviewees in the small conference room on the second floor have arrived one after another. Zeng Liang is asking the interviewees to register their basic information one by one. In addition to the content on the form, two questions are added: when did they get sick and how did they get infected.

After he finished walking around, it was already 09:30, and the interview officially started.

……

The interviewees were usually too shy to tell others about their medical history, but now they finally had the opportunity to confide in them. As soon as the chatterbox opened up, there was no need for Zeng Liang to ask questions, and they rushed to talk one after another.

One interviewee talked about his amnesia, his expression was agitated, and his saliva flew far away.

"I have a friend who is a doctor in the hospital. I asked him to check the medical records for me. After checking, he told me that my attending doctor is the famous Dr. Shan..."

This is a young man in a blue coat, with dark skin, bright eyes, and a desire to talk.

"Why did you think of checking the medical records?" Xie Moji interrupted suddenly, sensitively grasping the hidden information behind his words.

"To tell you the truth, I always had some strange dreams in the first six months after I was discharged from the hospital. In my dreams, there were always figures moving around, and I couldn't see faces clearly..."

Xie Moji's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know if it was a coincidence or a connection.Dreaming... silhouettes... indistinct appearances... everything is alike.

As soon as he finished speaking, two people said that they had had similar dreams.Both Zeng Liang and Xie Moji felt that this might be a point to be explored, so they both asked other interviewees.But except for the one who spoke and the two who followed suit, the others all shook their heads and said no.

For the next time, Xie Moji didn't listen to a word.She twirled the signature pen quickly in her hand, replaying the previous dream like a revolving lantern in her mind.She felt the need to find out more.At least give yourself an explanation.

After finally surviving the interview, she rushed to the door and stopped the man in blue who was about to leave.

"Hello! To tell you the truth, I have also been infected with an unknown virus. I wonder if you can find my medical records for me?" She asked straight to the point.

"It's easy to say." The man in blue was very polite, took out his mobile phone, and wrote down Xie Moji's name and mobile phone number in detail, and then said goodbye and left.

In the afternoon, Xie Moji and Zeng Liang were sorting out interview records in the meeting room, when the man in blue called.

Xie Moji didn't expect him to be so efficient, he finished the medical records in half a day.Surprised to say thank you repeatedly on the phone.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the other party finally got to the point: "Miss Xie, your attending doctor is also Dr. Shan, and the medical records show that your knee was fractured during the hospitalization..."

(End of this chapter)