Zhang Te: "..."
Is this a fair conversation?
Boss Han oppressing him every day was bad enough, but now Dr. Xie was riding roughshod over him?
Zhang Te angrily threw an empty can on the ground to express his extre dissatisfaction: "Xie Lin, can you even compare to ? I may not have a girlfriend, but I’ve been on blind dates 58 tis! What about you? Do you have any?"
Xie Lin paused his pen, checked the report he had written, ensured everything was good, then adjusted his glasses to look at Zhang Te: "By your account, I’ve seen thousands of female patients, even operated on many won. You do know what surgery is, ans no clothes ..."
Zhang Te was so taken aback he couldn’t speak, "..."
Zhang Te squeezed the can, squirted the beer inside, and after a while, blurted out, "Damn it," and then conceded, "you win," and started drinking again.
Xie Lin tidied up the docunts on his desk, then walked over to the sink and ticulously washed his hands with disinfectant for 5 minutes. Seeing that Zhang Te was still drinking heavily, he asked: "Are you...in a bad mood?"
"Not at all, I just fancied a drink, didn’t know where to go, so ca here. In case I drank too much, I vomited, got a gastric bleed, it would be convenient to be resuscitated..." As he said this, Zhang Te rolled on the ground, sat down near Xie Lin’s feet and looked up at him and asked again: "By the way, Xie Lin, you live such an ascetic life, haven’t you ever t soone who touched your heart, or have you already given it to soone?"
Xie Lin paused as he was drying his hands, gave a neutral response, "As a healer, I have compassion for all," and returned to his desk and took a seat.
"Oh yeah, right, compassion for all, why don’t you say you save all living beings!" Zhang Te scornfully continued drinking.
Xie Lin didn’t pick up the conversation. Instead, he opened a drawer, revealing a faded photo with two people. One was a young man in his twenties, wearing a white doctor’s coat, handso and gentle. Next to him stood a younger-looking boy.
The boy was him... And the doctor in the white coat was his faith, and also his darkest secret buried deep in his heart that he dared not reveal to anyone.
He could never forget the first ti he saw him, like a mortal eting a deity, instantly under spell, willing to surrender among the army.
He was never a genius at dical studies, but he made himself a "genius" in people’s eyes for him. He once said, "I won’t stop for anyone. If you want to get close to , catch up with yourself." And that lasted for ten years.
Just as Zhang Te said, his heart once belonged to soone long ago. Now, he was just a walking dead, fulfilling the only wish left by him before he died: to protect his younger brother, Han Jingnian.
Yes, his faith, his secret, was Han Jingnian’s second brother, Han Jingwen.
A nurse rushed in, interrupting Xie Lin’s reverie: "Dr. Xie, sothing is wrong with the patient in bed No.24..."
Xie Lin quickly closed the drawer, and got up asking for more details while following the nurse out.
Having been left alone in the office, Zhang Te, who had been slightly drunk, imdiately sobered up. He got up from the ground, walked over to Dr. Xie’s safe, fiddled with it a little, unlocked the combination, took out a bottle of dication from inside, stuffed it into his pocket, and left the hospital.
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